domingo, 28 de noviembre de 2010

lunes, 22 de noviembre de 2010

I guess the change in my pocket
Wasn't enough i'm like,
Fuck you!
And fuck him too!
I said, if i was richer, i'd still be with ya
Ha, now ain't that some shit? (ain't that some shit?)
And although there's pain in my chest
I still wish you the best with a...
Fuck you!

viernes, 19 de noviembre de 2010

(LLLLL)






Me encanta esta foto, te amo muchisimo (L)
I follow the moon to find a path away from the scorching sun...
I follow the stars to my abode, it's burning...
I seize the moment to hear a story no ones telling anymore
the worlds forgotten, the words forbidden

miércoles, 17 de noviembre de 2010

"-Do you wanna love me?
-Yes I wanna dooo
I wanna bechi bechi youuuu"

Cada día te amo más

Remember when we used to look how sun set far away,
and how you said "this is never over",
i believed your every word and i quess you did too,
but now you're saying "hey, let's think this over".
Good enough was good enough for me
as it should always be
You broke my heart when it was w e a k
Guess you were not meant for me...
A part of you belongs to me.



Photography Graphics
Fell in love with the weakness within me.
Do you really know me? i might be a god.
show me that you care and have a cry.



Black And White Graphics
Lost hopes, all those kind words could hurt him even more, now
Somehow, lost one more way back home

domingo, 7 de noviembre de 2010

I follow the moon to find a path away from the scorching sun...
I follow the stars to my abode, it's burning...
I seize the moment to hear a story no ones telling anymore
the worlds forgotten, the words forbidden
I had a dream you broke - with your twisted ways
Still leaving me? Please take your time, but go away
Don’t flash that light anymore, honey...
Out where nothing's forgiven
A small yet very loud part of me is still screaming after you...
All his solutions, it seemed, were only problems in disguise
Glueing on his drinkin´ face, got ready to erase another day...
There is a man in this world, who has never smiled
You may know his tragedy, the later years, by heart
In the beginning, there was a mother, a father, and a child
A troubled little silent boy, whose life they worked to destroy
Known to us from this day on
By his father,
Caleb.

jueves, 4 de noviembre de 2010

Separarse de la especie por algo superior
No es soberbia es amor
Poder decir adiós...
Es crecer