...el Sol se muere.
sábado, 19 de noviembre de 2011
miércoles, 9 de noviembre de 2011
It's as if you're screaming when no one can hear. You always feel ashame that someone could be that important that without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts.. you feel hopeles but nothing can save you, but when it's over and it's gone you almost wish you could have all stuff back so you can have the good...
Love is a Gamble
On a warm summer's evening on a train bound for nowhere, I met up with the gambler. We were both too tired to sleep so we took turns a staring out the window at the darkness until boreddom overtook us and began to speak.
He said "Son, I've made my life out of reading people's faces and knowing what their cards were by the way they held their eyes. So if you don't mind my saying, I can see you're out of aces. For a taste of whisky I'll give you some advice"
So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow. Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light, and the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right; you got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know when to walk away and know when to run. You never count your money when you're sitting at the table. There'll be time enough for counting when dealing's done. Now, every gambler knows that the secret to surviving is knowing what to throw away and knowing what to keep. 'Cause every hand's a winner and every hand's a loser, and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."
So when he finished speaking he turned back towards the window, crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep. And somewhere in the darkness the gambler de broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep...
martes, 8 de noviembre de 2011
miércoles, 5 de octubre de 2011
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lunes, 3 de octubre de 2011
miércoles, 28 de septiembre de 2011
Doubel identity
sábado, 24 de septiembre de 2011
jueves, 4 de agosto de 2011
viernes, 3 de junio de 2011
miércoles, 1 de junio de 2011
domingo, 29 de mayo de 2011
jueves, 26 de mayo de 2011
Cansada
miércoles, 11 de mayo de 2011
miércoles, 4 de mayo de 2011
martes, 3 de mayo de 2011
lunes, 2 de mayo de 2011
Friends will be friends
lunes, 14 de marzo de 2011
sábado, 12 de marzo de 2011
By saying something stupid like...
The smart has the plans, stupid has the histories.
The smart has the brains, stupid has the balls.
The smart listens to the head, stupid to the heart.
Stupid is triel and error, mostly error.
Smart critiques, stupid creates.
The smart has one idea and that idea is stupid.
Stupid might fail, smart doesn't.
If we didn't have stupid thoughs we would have no interesting thoughts at all...
Sensibleness .Vs. Sensitiveness
Sensitive: having a delicate appreciation of the feelings of others
Lo importante es saber cuando ser sensible y cuando ser sensato, básicamente porque son dos polos opuestos que, por desgracia no se atraen. Si hablamos de sensatez digamos que estamos funcionando con nuestra cabeza; si hablamos de sensibilidad estamos utilizando nuestro corazón. Hay veces que vale más dejarse llevar y eso suena demasiado bien, pero de repente llegan los problemas, las decisiones y entonces.. CRASH! ¿Razón o sentimientos?
viernes, 11 de marzo de 2011
Carnival
miércoles, 9 de marzo de 2011
martes, 8 de marzo de 2011
Hace falta estar algo loco para vivir en un mundo cuerdo.
Las cosas hablan por sí mismas, el mundo gira y sigue, las emociones están ahi para rozarlas, ahí fuera hay un sinfín de cosas por descubrir y tú...
sábado, 5 de febrero de 2011
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jueves, 3 de febrero de 2011
Rocknrolla.
sobre un fondo blanco, aparece la afirmación de que esos firmes soldaditos de la muerte en realidad quieren matarte. Y esa... es la verdad.
miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011
Uncomfortable silences..
Pulp Fiction ♥