Hypocri-sis

This time of the year is the one I most hate. I really don't know why but I probably have a clue. Anyway I'm not going to talk about that, I just want to express myself. To speak my mind, to let me be.
It's not my case to feel anxiety or happiness neither for xmas nor for the year coming. I believe that people are kind of hypocrite as they show extremely joy for the family dinner each year. They are used to talking bullshit among their relatives but that night everything is forgiven. I'm not saying this isn't true but I find it rather dishonest. Why the hell am I supposed to spend the night with people I dislike? Why do they make me go through this shit?
At this point I clarify my point of view. As I've been thinking all these years and I still do, they give a shit about me. I'm invisible. They don't care. It doesn't even matter if I disagree. It's useless to disagree.
So then I'm stuck in between being part of the hypocrites or stick to my ideals of what really means to me Christmas. A shitty old-fashioned non-sense familiar mealtime where you've got to be smiling at each other pretending to be fools just for a couple of hours.
I'm not like that. When are they going to understand it? Fuck Christmas,  fuck everything. I'm sure to say that the ninetiefth percent of the people don't even go to church to celebrate what it's really everything about, Christ's birth.

El Libro de Frases deTomi

Tomás: "Estoy re flashando por qué el agua va y vien. "

Distorsión del mensaje

Arból.
Véntana.
Lampara.
Pajaro.
Telefonó.
Avéstruz.
Córazon.
Rémis.
Mayuscula.
Véhiculo.
Dentistá.
Iglesía.
Jesus.
Ídioma.
Lengúaje.
Cómprension.

Life's movements are the ones that lead to happiness

Words don't always come easy, in fact sometimes is easier to speak as a kind of alter ego. Here is not my alter ego. It's the voice of my conscious.
Once I was told that in your mind you can act as you most like. There I'm an english speaker.
As I'm a girl I really don't know how is supposed a man to think, but I'm pretty sure that life is making me aware of that.
I'm not saying that I want to know exactly how it works cause mystery is what makes life interesting. However, there are some things that I'd like to understand.
We, women, are told to find our prince charming.
They, men, are told to rescue one princess.
So then, why is that this doesn't apply in real life?
Relationships are a mess nowadays; hetero, gays, porn, trans, loneliness, couples, friends with benefits, lies, weddings, whatever you want.
But when it comes to me there's nothing. Absolutely nothing.
He's there; I'm here. There's no contact, not even eye contact. I miss him, he misses me. I want him, he wants me.

Girl: "I was lucky to get his message the same day he arrived Buenos Aires, or at least that's what I thought. I was extremely surprised of that message, I wasn't waiting for that at all. So then I agree... "

Life's movements are the ones that lead to happiness.

Boy: "I'm gonna text her, maybe she's free. The worst thing that can happen is that she doesn't reply, but I don't mine. She's just fine. I can have fun a while with her and then go back home. She wants me, awesome! I'll invite her home, I wanna fuck her. But not today, maybe tomorrow or maybe the day after tomorrow..."

Knowing half of the situation leads to suppositions.

Girl's though: "If he told me so, why isn't he texting me now? We both want it God damn it! He's just chicken out, a coward, like almost every guy on this damn planet. Fuck off, he's with other girl or even worse he's with his girlfriend! They want the best of both worlds, that's not fair. Pussy!"

Try to change

Todo se reduce al destino.
No se puede contra él; será lo que tenga que ser.
Aceptarlo no es lo que quisiera; asumirlo mucho menos.
¿Para qué seguir peleando?
¿Vale la pena?
Todavía no sentí un cambio, una mejora.
No pensar en ello es lo más lógico, pero casi imposible.
¿Por qué?
Todos nos preguntamos por qué.
Nadie tiene una respuesta.
Seguimos buscándola para sentir el control.
Al sentir ese control nos auto satisfacemos.
Creer tener el resultado antes de haber hecho algo.
Conformismo puro.
Idealización.
Es una búsqueda sin sentido.
Perdidos entre la multitud.
Dicen que todos somos diferentes, pero no especiales.
Volver a la realidad no siempre es placentero.
¿Intentar cambiar, esquivar la realidad?
No suena lógico.
Todo se reduce al destino.

Círculo vicioso

¿Me haces mal o me hago mal?
Especulación. Futuro. Posibilidad.
No se puede contra la realidad.
Todo termina siendo sólo hipótesis.
Proyectar. Intentar. Suceder.
Nunca es como lo pensas.
Puede ser mejor, puede ser peor.
Casualidad. Destino. Momento.
Al final, todo esta escrito.
Que pase lo que tenga que pasar.
Reflexión. Proceso. Aprendizaje.
Cometer los mismos errores, una y otra vez.
El cambio derrotado por el deseo.


Dejarse llevar por los sentimientos.
Que te tomen por sorpresa.
No mirar al costado.
Escuchar y bailar.
Disfrutar el hoy.
Tuyo. Mío.
Eliminar fantasías.
Cerrá los ojos y respirá profundo.
¿Escuchas?
Dejate llevar y hacé lo que tengas ganas de hacer.

Light my fire, set me free

I know that you'll never change
So we should go our separate ways
All these illusions all of these lies
Even your friends say that i'm blind

Maybe tonight you will stay because babe it ain't right
Knowing you're out with her every night
But i need you beside me to make me stay

Don't make me cry by myself
I can't hurt anymore
Don't make me fall on my knees
When I'm begging you for more
Light my fire, set me free
Every time
You're nothing but trouble

Maybe i could not believe
That you had me right where you wanted me to be

Maybe tonight you will stay because babe it ain't right
Knowing you're out with her every night
But i need you beside me to make me stay

Don't make me cry by myself
I can't hurt anymore
Don't make me fall on my knees
When I'm begging you for more
Light my fire, set me free
You know just what i need
Every night
You're nothing but trouble

Don't make me cry by myself
I can't hurt anymore
Don't make me fall on my knees
When I'm begging you for more
Light my fire, set me free
You know just what i need
Every night
You're nothing but trouble


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WAViWCl1C0

Just a classic case

Let me paint this picture for you, baby

You spend your nights alone
And he never comes home
And every time you call him
All you get's a busy tone
I heard you found out
That he's doing to you
What you did to me
Ain't that the way it goes

When you cheated girl
My heart bleeded girl
So it goes without saying that you left me feeling hurt
Just a classic case
A scenario
Tale as old as time
Girl you got what you deserved

And now you want somebody
To cure the lonely nights
You wish you had somebody
That could come and make it right

But girl I ain't somebody with a lot of sympathy
You'll see