Let's...

... get it on and make it complicated

"What if you and I just kissed?"

a) Let's get it on: We both know where this is headed. We both can feel it.
b) Turn it up and complicated: We both know this is not going to end well. We shall enjoy it while it lasts.

A&B are always better together. 

Casualties.

Lucky me. Wasn't expecting to find you again. Wasn't expecting to find you again on the subway, where we met.
"I don't want to see you again, I don't think I can", You said.
I made I mistake and then another one by being honest about the first one. -I'm sorry- I whispered in your ear and then I slid my hand around your waist.
You turned your head and smiled, you couldn't help it. I smiled and, for a second, I thought everything was fine again. Then you gently pushed me away.
We were face to face on that subway. Ours. My hand on your chest. Your eyes judging me. I leaned and said I was sorry again. I tried to kiss you. You rolled your eyes and looked away.
The doors slid open and my hand slid down your chest. I lost you.

It's been ten days without you in my life. I keep coming back to where we met. I looked away. I can't, but I will. 
I'll take your hand and take you back. 

Hippie Holidays

Pues ustedes deberían saber que, aunque soy de lo más Grinch del universo y lo reconozco, la navidad es mi época favorita del año por las siguientes razones:

1. Uno puede comer cosas deliciosas que prepara la abuela y engordar sin que lo juzguen. 
2. Las series de focos navideños
3. Las esferas coloridas
4. La noción de nieve en todos lados -me volví fan de la nieve a partir del invierno 2009-2010-
5. La música navideña nos rodea y es tan nociva y corrosiva que me encanta!

Fuera de eso, odio el frío y cuando sea grande, me voy a retirar y voy a vivir en un lugar caliente y pasar mis navidades rodeada de esferas, focos y nieve falsa. En honor a mi temporada favorita del año:

Xmas Fun: El playlist navideño - que posiblemente va a tener canciones de Hanukkah -

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Long story short.

29.

Somewhere else.

Those words kept echoing in my head. I couldn't sleep. I've heard them too many times before. They're engraved on the back of my mind. A tattoo. That's why I long to go away. You whisper. Somewhere else. To meet you. Again or for the first time. It isn't too far.

Wait for me.

Long story short

28.

Why can't everything be as it is in your country?

I'd like to live in a made up country. With you.

Do sunless times make you thoughtful?

Is there more to brood about with snow in your blond hair?

It's something the gods would make while they're dreaming

Little joy, little joy. Swedish boy

Long story short.

27.

Just hold my hand.
Give me some time.

Hold on.



I just don't know what to do.
I'm too afraid to love you.

And I can't afford to lose,
One more teardrop from my eye.

A light that never goes out

Tenías razón.

Take me out, tonight. 

Take me out tonight

Where there's music and there's people

Who are young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one anymore

Take me out tonight

Because I want to see people

And I want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home, it's their home

And I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

Take me out tonight

Oh take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one

No, I haven't got one

And if a double-decker bus

Crashes in to us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine

There is a light that never goes out

Plain Sad

Llevo un par de días intentando explicar el estado civil-sentimental que a mi me gusta llamar plain sad.

Plain Sad: Estado del ser que provoca la compasión del prójimo, ridícula y exageradamente depresivo para el que observa a aquel que lo experimenta y simplemente suficiente, comprensible, estoico - y a veces necesario - para aquel que lo padece. En este estado el afectado puede realizar cualquier tipo de actividad que caiga dentro del rango de lo "normal" y aún así sus actos serán interpretados exageradamente de manera arbitraria. 

Como mi explicación no lleva a nadie a nada, decidí mejor hacer un playlist que ejemplifique la contradicción. Lleno de canciones exageradamente depresivas, desagradablemente pop, asquerosamente hipsters, inevitablemente movidas y ridículamente buenas para mi. Acompañado de palabras como pérdida, soledad, frío, dolor, triste, etc. Una incongruencia andante. Allá ustedes si no la disfrutan y se deprimen.

Y como parte de mi campaña de promoción -denme trabajo- @Grooveshark.
Aquí la lista: CLICK