miércoles, 6 de junio de 2012



with you


She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon


But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon

Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me

She said she'd always been a dancer
She worked at 15 clubs a day
And though she thought I knew the answer
Well I knew what I could not say.

And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal but she could not rob

Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
Tuesday's on the phone to me
Oh yeah. 

sábado, 2 de junio de 2012



I don´t care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I´m not around



viernes, 1 de junio de 2012



It was close, so close that the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in Letraset:
"No you can't call me her name".

Tell me where's your hiding place.
I'm worried I'll forget your face
And I've asked everyone.
I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along.



W.




lunes, 28 de mayo de 2012



day after day

fffff


"Yo solía pensar que era la persona mas extraña en el mundo, pero luego pensé, hay mucha gente así en el mundo, tiene que haber alguien como yo, que se sienta bizarra y dañada de la misma forma en que yo me siento. Me la imagino, e imagino que ella también debe estar por ahí pensando en mi. Bueno, yo espero que si tu estas por ahí y lees esto sepas que, si, es verdad, yo estoy aquí, soy tan extraña como tu."

-Frida Kahlo.

BECAUSE