It's hard to explain what does exactly it feels. Like wanna run. Like wanna scream... like wanna flee with some things inside me. But after all it isn't what I want. Don't wanna run and don't wanna scream... exactly. Oh Jesus Christ... arg!
But, anyway, I think it is like... like scheiße. =)
However, it seems like there are so many things I have to do. But I can't. I really can't. So one way or another I'll have to wait till those things... get done.
But, anyway, I think it is like... like scheiße. =)
However, it seems like there are so many things I have to do. But I can't. I really can't. So one way or another I'll have to wait till those things... get done.
By the time I knew, I was born
Reason or quest, not being told
What do I do, What should I take
Words "God Only Knows" won't work for me
Nothing starts Nothing ends in this city
Exists only sever lonesome and cruel reality
But still I search for light
I am the trigger, I choose my final way
Whether I bloom or fall, is up to me
I am the trigger
[me acordé de esa cancion =/]
and even if I'm broken...
I still want to hold you high... and steal your pain. ♪
2 meow:
que extraño tú...
bueno, es extraño sentir que se quiere hacer algo que al final no se desea hacer...
y en realidad, Matías es cualquier Matías, es sólo un nombre.
las escaleras, cuesta subirlas cuando uno aún no tiene las fuerzas para hacerlo
=)
and it's always hard to explain the things that we've got inside of us, or inside of our heart, it is like being surrounded by things we know are there but we cannot touch them with our eyes....
anyway
=)
Ps: this is something i wanted to post in flog but i can't because the thing that you turned on... anyway... seba doesn't know anything about computres, so don't believe in the things he says hahahahaa... just kiddin' =)
there's no need to thank
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