Son "sólo pequeñas locuras":
(500) Days of Summer
17
18
500
60
a la botella se la llena y a la mujer se la satisface(tata)
adiós
al oido de una muchacha
al revés
alcohol
amistades perdidas
amor
Andrew VanWyngarden
año nuevo
Argentina levántate y camina
BASTA
Bella
blu
boomerang
breath
caminos
carpe diem
carta
ceguera
cicatrices
cœur
colectivo
comb
Cullen
Cyrano
deja vú
destino
donkey
dreams
droga
Edward
él
el chico de muni
el italiano
el mundo sigue girando y girando
encantos de mujer
Errores
first kiss
freedom
hippie
I love you
indie rokker
just like kaleidoscope colours
Kirsten Dunsts
lágrimas
life
lion
literatura
live fast and die young
lluvia
locura
Luke Pritchard
luz
Madonna
mazeta
miedo
naive
Navidad
ñomo
obseción
ojos
otoño
palpita porque me volves loca
pañuelos
para ellas las más bonitas
paz
Premio oh si
Príncipe William
puñales
reflexiones
riéndome de ellos
rubia deprimida
ruleta
San Valentín (o sin)
second chances
smile
son aquellos escritores
sonrisa
Sr. Narcisista
starbucks
Summer
Susnik
Swam
tentaciones
The Kooks
tic toc
títere
tren
Twilight
Vampire Diaries
veramores
volviéndome egoísta
vos
Watching The Ships Roll In
winter love
with eyes like sunset BABY
y mi corazón tiene tatuado tu nombre entre las mil y un puntadas de hilo de algodón.
you're not sorry
sábado, enero 10
January 9th
Never hated so much someone, because I hate the feeling of losing something that was never really mine. Why do you come and go? Like if you were switched on and off. Just like lights in my room. You change your mind like you change your boxers after a bath, or hooking up. Would you ever notice that I'm here RIGHT NOW? And that I'm not staying too much. I won't love you forever, you know? And some other guy will pay me the attention I do diserve and... Need. I hate you because you gave me false hopes of being loved again. And now I'm crying because of you. My life is fine without you and maybe if I say it, and believe my words, just maybe I would start believing that you never existed at all. 'Cause yeah, you were never with me when I was bad, upset or just facing some bipolar situation. And yet your ex-girlfriend fulled me up and down with adjectives and discrimination. And now I'm having my heart broken once again; loving you was just a waste of time, loving in vain. Hate your pretending just like anything had happened. Hate you, I hate you, oh oh, I hate you... As I hate myself.
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