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chechufigueroa - Flickriver

Hold On

Hold On We’ve been here many times before Leaving rooms and slamming doors We’re climbing up the bedroom walls Sometimes we make it so frustrating I touch your mouth, I touch your lips The answers at our fingertips Not giving up or giving in Why are we so complicated?  Oh tell me what to say, tell me To make it all ok. I don’t wanna see you hurting Just hold on Just hold on to me I don’t wanna see you crying So hold on So hold on to me. I’m triyin’ to think of what to do To really make it up to you So many truths, too many lies Making love can be so crazy I find myself back here again Asking you to let me in You know it’s time, we need to change How can we live with all these maybes? There are no words that say, no words To make it go away. ‘Cause baby it’s alright I’m staying here tonight So hold on Just tell me what to say To let you know I’ll always stay

Get it?

If it kills me

Hello, tell me you know
Yeah, you figured me out
Something gave it away
And it would be such a beautiful moment
To see the look on your face
To know that I know that you know now

And baby that’s a case of my wishful thinking
You know nothing
Cause you and I
Why, we go carrying on for hours, on and
We get along much better
Than you and your boyfriend

Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me

Well how long, can I go on like this,
Wishing to kiss you,
Before I rightly explode?
This double life I lead isn’t healthy for me
In fact it makes me nervous
If I get caught I could be risking it all

Baby there’s a lot that I miss
In case I’m wrong

Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me

If I should be so bold
I’d ask you to hold my heart in your hand
Tell you from the start how I’ve longed to be your man
But I never said I would
I guess I’m gonna miss my chance again

All I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
I think it might kill me

And all I really want from you is to feel me
It’s a feeling inside that keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
It might kill me

Duelo…

According to Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, when we’re dying or have suffered a catastrophic loss, we all move through five distinct stages of grief. We go into denial because the loss is so unthinkable we can’t imagine it’s true. We become angry with everyone, angry with survivors, angry with ourselves. Then we bargain. We beg. We plead. We offer everything we have, we offer our souls in exchange for just one more day. When the bargaining has failed and the anger is too hard to maintain, we fall into depression, despair, until finally we have to accept that we’ve done everything we can. We let go. We let go and move into acceptance.

Según Elisabeth Kubler Ross, cuando nos estamos muriendo o hemos sufrido una pérdida catastrófica, todos nosotros atravesamos por cinco etapas bien definidas de pena o duelo. Ahondamos en la negación porque la pérdida es tan inconcebible que no podemos aceptar que es en serio. Nos enojamos con todo el mundo, nos enojamos con los sobrevivientes, nos enojamos con nosotros mismos. Despues negociamos. Rogamos. Imploramos. Ofrecemos todo lo que tenemos, ofrecemos nuestras almas a cambio de simplemente un día más. Cuando el regateo ha fracasado y la cólera es demasiado difícil de sostener que, caemos en la depresión, nos desesperamos, hasta que finalmente tenemos que aceptar que hemos hecho todo lo que podiamos. Dejamos ir. Dejamos ir y nos movemos hacia la aceptación.

Y despues de ver el capitulo completo y escucharlo de nuevo me di cuenta que finalmente despues de 7 años recien estoy llegando a la etapa de aceptación.. finalmente I’m letting her go…

Desaparecida…

Hola si pasaba a avisar que capaz que no voy a andar tanto por el blog… va.. a quien engaño paso como un mes o mas sin postear anda y no se murio nadie (I think…) anyway saben que época del año es???

Ohh siii EMPEZARON LAS NEW SEASONS!!! Asi que si se preguntan por donde andare aca les dejo la respuesta…

Nos leemos!