Cut Open

I know how they act.  They got an ego boost when they came out of their mom’s vagina.  When it comes to forgiveness, they already have forgotten the mistakes they made but no those who were made to them. Wishing and daydreaming, sitting and drinking, thinking and thinking.  Always more than doing.  Always taking everything for granted.  I wish someday they’ll open their eyes and be more gentle. Be more caring.  Self esteem keeps falling down, to the ground.  Self esteem is overrated, is invisible.  Dark clothing, monochromatic pieces of fabric falling on their bodies.  Sex is an option, is not a golden box, waiting to be opened by the right person, not special, is just part of it, its part of the moment, why deny it? Yeah, everybody does it, but they don’t.  Pregnancy test, nancy nancy STD test, psychology test.  One 2 3. Thousand lips touching.

Be my friend.

I like the word f o r e v e r 

I wish i could touch forever, because for me is just a word to express that i care, maybe not forever, but at the moment. And i wish i could believe in forever. I could actually  put forever on my BIG words list next to ‘love’.

I wish i could find something i really  want to last forever in my life.

i know i’m super annoying about ‘Hedwig and the Angry inch’ stuff, but when a straight guy writes a song as romantic as ‘The Origin of Love’, i’ll be talking about them all day.

Inventing all a story based on Greek mythology.  Singing how we were created….

And how we end back together….

I wish, i was the guy he’s singing for.

John Cameron Mitchell is a GENIUS

Lyrics here

 SACARINAPOP

accessories!

se secarán todos los mares

mi voluntad se hará pequeña…

no quedarán más que desiertos

no habrá vida, no sé lo que haré

no habrá esperanza ni habrá nada

Caminaré sin tí

-M.Bose

I was such an idiot, playing the “i don’t care” game.  Acting indifferent.

I was such an asshole just talking about myself, making you in my shadow.

I was bullshit, a kid, a stupid girl, a wannabe.

I was the worst person with you. I wanted and i thought i was being nice, special, lovely.  But no, i was acting stupidly, i was acting like if i were going to have you forever and ever.

I don’t miss you,  I don’t.  I’m just making my point.

Cuando uno esta dem parado en la tierra, y no piensa en nada que no este a 100Km a su alrededor, y su cabeza da vueltas en la misma orbita y toda su vida pasa aquí, la piensa aquí, la sueña aquí, la VIVE aquí.  Qué queda? Qué queda además del conformismo en que vivimos?  Qué queda además del pensamiento de pueblucho que uno quiere eliminar? Que queda además de los comentarios hostiles y envidiosos?

Odiaría ser tan vacia.