CruElvio

It doesn't matter if you love HIM ou HER ou THEM... Fuck with who you think it's worth... kisses

Cecilia Meireles recita suas próprias poesias - áudio muito raro

rougevision:

TILL DEATH DO US PART
Our luck is running out of timeYou’re not in love with me anymoreI wish that it would change, but it won’t, if you don’tOur luck is running out of timeYou’re not in love with me anymoreI wish that it would change, but it won’t‘Cause you don’t love me no moreYou need so much but not from meTurn your back in my hour of needSomething’s wrong but you pretend you don’t seeI think I interrupt your lifeWhen you laugh it cuts me just like a knifeI’m not your friend, I’m just your little wifeThey never laugh, not like beforeShe takes the keys, he breaks the doorShe cannot stay here anymoreHe’s not in love with her anymoreThe bruises they will fade awayYou hit so hard with the things you sayI will not stay to watch your hate as it growsYou’re not in love with someone elseYou don’t even love yourselfStill I wish you’d ask me not to goHe takes a drink, she goes insideHe starts to scream, the vases flyHe wishes that she wouldn’t cryHe’s not in move with her anymoreHe makes demands, she draws the lineHe starts the fight, she starts the lieBut what is truth when something diesHe’s not in love with her anymoreYou’re not in love with someone elseYou don’t even love yourselfStill I wish you’d ask me not to goShe’s had enough, she says the endBut she’ll come back, she knows it thenA chance to start it all againTill death do us part


Esta canción me conmueve, me produce muchos sentimientos. No me siento identificado en este preciso momento con la letra, pero me hace pensar sobre la realidad, y es que, no hay muchos hombres que valgan la pena, y los que sí la valen, ya están comprometidos … Ahora, no es por ser negativo, pero cada vez me convenzo más de que tal vez no haya ningún hombre para mí, y es que, no soy la clase de chico por el que alguien muere, y lo busca, y pelea por estar con él … Lo único que quiero es, sacarme eso de la cabeza, y pensar en mis estudios principalmente, pero ¡vaya que hay un chico que me está jodiendo la cabeza! Se llama Diego, apenas nos conocemos, él me trata muy bien, pero no sé si yo le importe en serio, no me quiero complicar y mucho menos ilusionar … Si leíste esto, sé que es cursi, pero gracias :) .

rougevision:

TILL DEATH DO US PART

Our luck is running out of time
You’re not in love with me anymore
I wish that it would change, but it won’t, if you don’t
Our luck is running out of time
You’re not in love with me anymore
I wish that it would change, but it won’t
‘Cause you don’t love me no more

You need so much but not from me
Turn your back in my hour of need
Something’s wrong but you pretend you don’t see
I think I interrupt your life
When you laugh it cuts me just like a knife
I’m not your friend, I’m just your little wife

They never laugh, not like before
She takes the keys, he breaks the door
She cannot stay here anymore
He’s not in love with her anymore

The bruises they will fade away
You hit so hard with the things you say
I will not stay to watch your hate as it grows
You’re not in love with someone else
You don’t even love yourself
Still I wish you’d ask me not to go

He takes a drink, she goes inside
He starts to scream, the vases fly
He wishes that she wouldn’t cry
He’s not in move with her anymore

He makes demands, she draws the line
He starts the fight, she starts the lie
But what is truth when something dies
He’s not in love with her anymore

You’re not in love with someone else
You don’t even love yourself
Still I wish you’d ask me not to go

She’s had enough, she says the end
But she’ll come back, she knows it then
A chance to start it all again
Till death do us part

Esta canción me conmueve, me produce muchos sentimientos. No me siento identificado en este preciso momento con la letra, pero me hace pensar sobre la realidad, y es que, no hay muchos hombres que valgan la pena, y los que sí la valen, ya están comprometidos … Ahora, no es por ser negativo, pero cada vez me convenzo más de que tal vez no haya ningún hombre para mí, y es que, no soy la clase de chico por el que alguien muere, y lo busca, y pelea por estar con él … Lo único que quiero es, sacarme eso de la cabeza, y pensar en mis estudios principalmente, pero ¡vaya que hay un chico que me está jodiendo la cabeza! Se llama Diego, apenas nos conocemos, él me trata muy bien, pero no sé si yo le importe en serio, no me quiero complicar y mucho menos ilusionar … Si leíste esto, sé que es cursi, pero gracias :) .

(via rrrusskaya)

Hairy Potter :D

Hairy Potter :D