miércoles, 24 de noviembre de 2010
lunes, 22 de noviembre de 2010
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
Time of your life: Momento de tu vida.
Yo, María Gabriela Velázquez Vera, tuve el "momento de mi vida" Gracias a estos señores de arriba, y puedo decir que marcaron mi vida para siempre, y gracias a ellos soy lo que soy ♥.-
22 De Octubre Del Dos Mil Diez; por siempre en mi corazón, alma, y memoria.~
miércoles, 17 de noviembre de 2010
Como decía un amigo:
"Lo unico feo es no tener algo por lo que vivir..."
Yo no lo entendía, le decía que no diga esas cosas, que SI tenía razones para vivir. Pero ahora lo entiendo, y se lo feo que se siente no tener razones para estar bien, para salir adelante, para nada. Es HORRIBLE y uno no sabe para donde correr.
jueves, 11 de noviembre de 2010
lunes, 8 de noviembre de 2010
If you ask me about my FRIENDSHIP I should answer that:
We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller
coaster.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.
Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant, 'cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.
Thanks, God, for giving me so many better friends than the ones I usually consider as "friends".
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