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
jueves, marzo 12
Bored at Math class(:
Greenlight. Seven am, will I get school on time? 'Cause, you know, I've fallen asleep with the cellphone in my hand waiting for a message. It wasn't I didn't want to wait for you, it's just that I was too tired to wait up late. Lately I've been thinking that I love you, and I don't know how. You told me it sometimes doesn't need more than two times... Were you meaning, that we are meant to be together or just to be apart? Baby, guess I've already given up my heart. Teach me not to worry about everything and I'll, teach you how to rethink, not to be that impulsive; to be even more perfect that you already are for me. Oh, seems I've finally found you and I've known you for ages but just now I've realize, I'm hopeless, devastated, oh so helpless... Without you. I'm coming around that mac were we met, sitting on the parking lot, talking about important things. How I missed that smile... And though I've seen it four days ago, the fact starts to get me mad. Tell me you'll be around my place, with your father's car. Come get me between your arms, don't let me go. I'm afraid you might leave me; I know I won't be able to breath again. I don't wonder, I don't think, neither I believe. If you believe I know, I'll dissapear.