QUE EL FIN DEL MUNDO TE PILLE BAILANDO

martes, 26 de noviembre de 2013

h8439

dicen que lo mejor que te puede pasar en la vida es darte cuenta de que nada es demasiado importante

lunes, 25 de noviembre de 2013

shine

the opposite of love is indifference










domingo, 24 de noviembre de 2013

morning

frrrrrrrrío frío

martes, 19 de noviembre de 2013

bitching summer

we were on top of the world
back when i was your girl
we were living so wild and free
acting stupid for fun
all we needed was love
that's the way it's supposed to be
seventeen

hey, those days are long gone
and where i hear this song it takes me back

domingo, 17 de noviembre de 2013

jueves, 14 de noviembre de 2013

Grey's

In the eighth grade my English class had to read Romeo and Juliet. Then for extra credit, Mrs. Snyder made us act out all the parts. Sal Scafarillo was Romeo. As fate would have it, I was Juliet… all the other girls were jealous, but I had a slightly different take. I told Mrs. Snyder that Juliet was an idiot. For starters she falls for the one guy she knows she can’t have, then she blames fate for her own bad decision. Mrs. Snyder explained to me that when fate comes into play choice sometimes goes out the window, and that I would be lucky if I ever experienced that type of true love. At the ripe old age of 13, I was very clear that love, like life, is about making choices. And fate has nothing to do with it. Everyone thinks it’s so romantic, Romeo and Juliet, true love, how sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink the bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, she deserved whatever she got.
Maybe Romeo and Juliet were fated to be together, but just for a while, and then their time passed. If they could have known that beforehand, maybe it all would have been okay. I told Mrs. Snyder that when I was grown up, I'd take fate into my own hands. I wouldn't let some guy drag me down. Mrs. Snyder said that I'd be lucky if I ever had that kind of passion with someone, and that if I did, we'd be together forever. Even now, I believe that for the most part, love is about choices. It's about putting down the poison and the dagger and making your own happy ending...most of the time. And that sometimes, despite all your best choices and all your best intentions... fate wins anyway.

martes, 12 de noviembre de 2013

mentalnote

Te pasas la vida quejándote de que la gente sólo recuerda lo que hiciste mal. No digo que sea justo, el problema es que todos hemos cometido errores aprendiendo de ellos. A ti en cambio te encanta caer siempre en la misma piedra, incluso darle la patada queriendo, y mientras todos vamos creciendo y madurando, tú sigues encerrado en tu mentalidad de niño pequeño. La única forma de que la gente no te esté recordando constantemente tus errores, es dejar de cometer siempre los mismos.


jueves, 7 de noviembre de 2013

marie

<3>

domingo, 3 de noviembre de 2013

we were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

viernes, 1 de noviembre de 2013

"everybody wants a flame but no one wants to get burnt"

days like this
lead to
nights like this
lead to
love like ours