Neglectful of this blog

But I don't have much to tell

I think I want everyone to stop having expectations

I need to realise what I want

emphasising the I

Sometimes I wonder if things get better

But that's just wondering

because I know I don't want them to get better

I don't deserve them to

Paradise

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach so
She ran away in her sleep
and dreamed of Paradise
Every time she closed her eyes

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
and the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear a waterfall
In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she'd fly

and dreams of Paradise
She'd dream of Paradise

And so lying underneath those stormy skies
She'd say, "oh, I know the sun must set to rise"

This could be Paradise

the main reason i will never be okay
is because i don't want to be okay

I've been neglecting my blog for a long time
but I don't know what to say
or to do
I feel lost
and I doubt I'll be getting into college next year

I don't know what to study

I'm sad

Every once in a while

I come to realise how lonely I am

Short Infinished Story

It was dark, but the glow of the moon lit the ground, where small
ponds left after the rain, reflected, the now clear night sky.

The naked bricks of the old building were still humid, the leaks on
the roof still let the remaining water in, the waterdrops made a
distinctive sound, sharp, almost metallic, as they reached the marbled
floor of the abandoned construction

It was dark, but a firefly came inside through the broken glass in a
window. A big room on the second floor, a wall mirror, an arm chair, a
chaise longue, navigation devices over a desk, and books, books that
occupied the many shelves.

The firefly landed over sheets of paper left next to a pen and an
empty bottle of ink. The letters were incomplete, all of them, the
paper was yellow after all those years; when he ran away before he
could give her that message, as he grabbed his suitcase and left to
never see her again.

I haven't been living, there's not much to post

Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty.
He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely

Mary counts walls, knows he tires easily

Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would buy, truth from him.
Mary says he changes his mind, more than a woman.

But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim.

Johnny says he's willing to learn, when he decides, he's a fool.
Johnny say's he'll live any where, when he earns time to.

Mary combs her hair, says she should be use to it.

Mary always hedges her bets, she never knows, what to think.
She says that he still acts, like he's being discovered.

Scared that he'll get caught, without a second thought

Johnny feels he's wasting his breath, trying to talk, sense to her
Mary says he's lacking a real, sense of proportion
So she combs her hair, knows he tires easily

Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty.
He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely

Mary counts walls, says she should be use to it

Then I was in the darkness

So darkness I became

Changed my theme

feedback?

I'm just too bad at this
I don't  know how to be happy I guess

i've come to the realisation that song speak better for me

this is not a song but idk

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

Iron

2nd post of the day

2 unrelated things

darling stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful enbraces
don't you understand?
i have to go through this
i belong to here where
no-one cares and no-one loves
no light no air to live in
a place called hate
the city of fear

i play dead
it stops the hurting
i play dead
and hurting stops

it's sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache

i play dead
it stops the hurting

Up to date

Well I've been neglecting my blog for a while but let's update it:

• I went to watch Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows part 2
• I also watched Transformers 3
• I got my driver's license
• I got a Plurk (@meursault92)
• I watched more Studio Ghibli films

Февраль. Достать чернил и плакать!

Писать о феврале навзрыд,
Пока грохочущая слякоть
Весною черною горит.

Достать пролетку. За шесть гривен,
Чрез благовест, чрез клик колес,
Перенестись туда, где ливень
Еще шумней чернил и слез.

Где, как обугленные груши,
С деревьев тысячи грачей
Сорвутся в лужи и обрушат
Сухую грусть на дно очей.

Под ней проталины чернеют,
И ветер криками изрыт,
И чем случайней, тем вернее
Слагаются стихи навзрыд.

Internet killed the video star

by popular the demand i will tell you

Mr. Jack Troppos

our physics professor

hay una persona que admiro mucho pero, tiene visiones muy distintas, política y económicamente

:B

there's a person i admire very much, but has very different visions politically and economically wise

:B

me aburro

i'm bored

L'amour n'est pas amour

L'amour n'est pas amour

Oh non ! C’est une marque à jamais établie

There's a new mini-monkey in town

And I am a namazu

Part 1 - Untitled

Se enjugó el mentón, parpadeó unos segundos hasta que la ultima de aquellas frías gotas, que lo obnubilaban, hubiese caído. Levantó la mirada, nada más se divisaba al sur que apacibles abetos, disfrutaban de los rayos de sol que ese día de invierno generosamente otorgaba, mismos rayos que destellaron en su rostro, al observar el reflejo de aquel escenario sobre la superficie del riachuelo en que había permanecido durante durante las horas de la mañana. El sonido de los pájaros, el tenue murmullo del viento a través de las ramas, los guijarros, que anunciaban el la crecida del afluente tras el deshielo de las montañas, que aún se encontraban cubiertas de nieve, que a su vez hacían notorio el cambio de temporada.

Su ropa perfumada por las margaritas, estaba ya seca.

Mucous Pocus!

I really want to watch Pirates of the Caribbean: on Stranger Tides

(Mainly because of the best mermaid of all times)

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold

Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor bold that ploughs the raging sea

I'm really sick too, but that's a boring story

taisetsu na mono wo ushina wa nu youni

i don't speak japanese

but i like these lyrics

i'm quite an oxymoron

or maybe a paradox

what about both?

i really need to remind myself about some things

I spied a little gnome

What if each to his own lonely grave?

It's sad to realise all the broken promises

All the meaningless words

Someone like you

I don't particularly relate to the lyrics, but Adele manages to transmit such emotions so powerfully, the wide range displayed on her voice is astonishing, I've been obsessing with this song, so here are the lyrics and a link to a performance for Brit's Music Awards, they way her voice breaks because she starts crying makes it even greater

I heard that you're settled down,
That you found a girl and you're married now,
I heard that your dreams came true,
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you,
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light,

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,

Never mind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah,

You know how the time flies,
Only yesterday was the time of our lives,
We were born and raised in a summer haze,
Bound by the surprise of our glory days,

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,

Never mind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"

Nothing compares,
No worries or cares,
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made,
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"

Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQIQ-1vpWfs

Nothing compares, no worries or cares.
Regret's and mistakes they're memories made.
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

Camille, have you bought film?

It rhymed^ hehe

I love rain

I love thunders

I love lightnings

They make me feel relieved

They make me feel clean

They make me feel calm

Self centred post as usual

but i feel a tad better

I'm feeling anxious

I don't want this to be a depressed blog

but this is just something I need to write

I deleted almost everyone on msn and I also deleted my facebook account

Cher Alouette

Two Birds

Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away and the other
Watches him close from that wire
He says he wants to as well but he is a liar

I'll believe it all
There's nothing I won't understand
I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand

Two birds on a wire
One says come on and the other says I'm tired
The sky is overcast and I'm sorry
One more or one less, nobody's worried

I'll believe it all
There's nothing I won't understand
I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand

Two birds of a feather
Say that they're always gonna stay together
But one's never going to let go of that wire
He says that he will but he's just a liar

Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away and the other
Watches him close from that wire
He says he wants to as well but he is a liar

Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away and the other

Dance Anthem of the 80's

You...are...so...sweet...
Dan...cing...to the...beat
There's a meat market down the street
The boys and the girls watch each other eat

You are, so sweet, so sweet
Dancing and moving to that beat, that beat
There's a meat market down the street
The boys and the girls watch each other eat
The boys and the girls watch each other eat
When they really just wanna watch each other
Sleep
They want to watch
To watch each other
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Sleep
They want to watch
To watch each other
Sleep, sleep, sleep

You. Are. So. Sweet.
Once more
You. Are. So. Sweet.

I went walking
Through the city
Like a drunk but not
With my slip
Shown a little
Like a drunk but not

And I am
One of your people
But the cars don't stop
And I am
One of your people
But the cars don't stop

It's been a long time since before I've been touched
Now I'm getting touched all the time
And it's only a matter of whom
And it's only a matter of when

An addiction to hands and feet
There's a meat market down the street
The boys and girls watch each other eat
When they really wanna watch each other sleep

An addiction to hands and feet
There's a meat market down the street
The boys and girls watch each other eat

When they really wanna watch each other sleep

Sleep
They want to watch
To watch each other
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Sleep
They want to watch
To watch each other
Sleep, sleep, sleep

This is a letter to someone

But somehow this is a letter to no one

But somehow this is a letter to you.

As the sun arose for the first time

and the moon was just aside

a glimpse of light fell upon my wing

I glanced at the sky

then back down to the grass

then floated to the river

then floated up above

This time a breeze loomed into my face

whispered to my ear venir jouer ici

sing the joy of flowers

birds will join us too

The faraway sands and the ocean will smile

the waves there will clash

it's nothing more than a dance

The music of the crickets

loud along the moorlands

warming nature's heart

The butterflies and moths

Just dance to this ode

The spirits in the clouds

Smile and stare aloft

As I land and feel the grass

a daydream that concludes

I open up these lamps

This is not a letter but It has a little truth