Meet me where your mind won't kiss me-

" - Bad art is more tragically beautiful than good art 'cause it documents human failure."

jueves, 27 de enero de 2011

Another day, another wake up-

This is the only life for me 
Surround myself around my own fantasy 
You just gotta be strong and believe in yourself 
Forget all the sadness 'cause love is all you need 
Love is all you need 

Do you know what it's like to be alone in this world 
When you're down and out on your luck and you're a failure? 
Wake up screaming in the middle of the night 
You think it's all been a waste of time 
It's been a bad year 
You start believing ev'rything's gonna be alright 
Next minute you're down and you're flat on your back 
A brand new day is beginning 
Get that sunny feeling and you're on your way 

sábado, 22 de enero de 2011

Happiness-

Yesterday my life was in ruin
Now today I know what I'm doing
Got a feeling I should be doing all right
Doing all right

Where will I be this time tomorrow?
Jumped in joy or sinking in sorrow
Anyway I should be doing all right
Doing all right

Should be waiting for the sun
Looking round to find the words to say
Should be waiting for the skies to clear
There ain't time in all the world

Should be waiting for the sun
And anyway I've got to hide away

Yesterday my life was in ruin
Now today Fred knows what I'm doing
Anyway I should be doing all right
Doing all right

Doing all right



Y ahora mismo, me siento atrapada en esa canción. Porque soy feliz, estoy haciendo las cosas bien. Por primera vez en mucho tiempo y no sé.. soy feliz. Siento que estoy remediando mis errores, leo las entradas pasadas y no puedo creer. No puedo creer lo bien que estoy ahora, y lo mal que estaba hace tres meses atrás. Pero estoy orgullosa de mi misma y de los demás. Siento que la felicidad ajena también me hace feliz. Todo me hace feliz y me hace volver a ser la persona que era. Una persona loca, feliz, que vive la vida gritando y saltando y me gusta. Soy feliz, solo quería decirles eso.

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lunes, 17 de enero de 2011

Dammit, I'm funny!

...And bam! The shine's off the apple. And that's when you find out that that pretty little girl you married isn't a pretty little girl at all. No, she's a man-eater. And I'm not talking about the "whoa-whoa, here she comes" kind of man-eater. I'm talking about the kind that uses your dignity as a dishtowel to wipe up any shreds of manhood that might be stuck inside the sink. Of course, I may have tormented her from time to time; but, honest to God, that's what I thought marriage was all about. So much so that, by the end of that relationship, I honestly don't know who I hated more - her or me? I used to sit around and wonder... why our friends weren't trying to destroy each other, like we were. And here, it turns out, the answer's pretty simple: They weren't unhappy. We were.

Elliot: My life is a mess! 
J.D.: At least you're pretty. 
Elliot: Yeah, well, pretty don't pay the rent! 
Carla: It does for my sister. 
Elliot: Oh, my God, your sister's a prostitute? 
Carla: She's a model. Come on, Elliot, we talked about thinking before we speak. 


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Carla: Elliot, you know how they say, "No one will ever love you until you learn to love yourself?" 
Elliot: My mother used to say, "No one will ever love you." 


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Dr. Cox: It's time. Sit down and listen up, Newbie. I suppose you want me to say you're great... That you've raised the bar for interns everywhere? 
J.D.: I'm cool with that! 
Dr. Cox: Well, I'm not going to say that. You're doing okay. Someday you might even be better than that. But right now, all I see is a guy who's so preoccupied with wondering what everyone else thinks about him, that he doesn't have anytime to think whether or not he believes in himself. Did you ever wonder why I told you to write your own evaluation? 
J.D.: I don't have a safe answer for that. I just figured that... you... 
Dr. Cox: Clam up, Newbie! I wanted you to think about yourself... and I mean *really* think!... What are you good at? What do you suck at? And write it down. Not so I could read it, or anyone else could read it. But so *you* could read it! You see in the end, Newbie, you don't have to answer to me, or to Kelso, or even to your patients, for God's sake! The only one you have to answer to, Newbie, is you! There, *you are* evaluated. Now get out of here, because you truly make me so damn mad I might just hurt myself! 


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Gracias por subirme el animo, bombones.


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