martes, 22 de febrero de 2011
sábado, 12 de febrero de 2011
St.Valentine`s day
This is the day of wich we all talk about year round, and still, when it`s arriving if we don`t have a partner to who with share this day, we start complaining, hating it and bluffing on how we don`t need to spend this day with someone else.
Well let me tell you something, Today i will take off the mask and say FUCK IT I WANT TO SPEND VALENTINE`S DAY WITH SOMEONE!! I know im not a loner so lets be serious for a moment here, who in his right mind wants to spend the day in which we celebrate love between couples alone in his house flaffing around all day and waiting for the nightfall to come, so he can Pay a visit to the old friend Da`Porn and wank himself to sleep?!?! Seriously, All i`m asking for is to have the person that i love with me on this day, and to be able to wake up in the morning and still see her beside me on my bed, is that too much to ask??
Don`t shmug off and say "ah it`s not even a holiday" "it`s corporate shit" and " all i need is a bar,a brawl and a brothel" Because you know deep down, your envy for those happy couples is eating you brains out, So i say no matter if you`re only friends or wahtever, Grow a pair and go to the person you love and tell him/her how much you love them!!
PS:If it doesn`t work you should probably stop being so revolutonary and give up to the old badass attitude :s
Well let me tell you something, Today i will take off the mask and say FUCK IT I WANT TO SPEND VALENTINE`S DAY WITH SOMEONE!! I know im not a loner so lets be serious for a moment here, who in his right mind wants to spend the day in which we celebrate love between couples alone in his house flaffing around all day and waiting for the nightfall to come, so he can Pay a visit to the old friend Da`Porn and wank himself to sleep?!?! Seriously, All i`m asking for is to have the person that i love with me on this day, and to be able to wake up in the morning and still see her beside me on my bed, is that too much to ask??
Don`t shmug off and say "ah it`s not even a holiday" "it`s corporate shit" and " all i need is a bar,a brawl and a brothel" Because you know deep down, your envy for those happy couples is eating you brains out, So i say no matter if you`re only friends or wahtever, Grow a pair and go to the person you love and tell him/her how much you love them!!
PS:If it doesn`t work you should probably stop being so revolutonary and give up to the old badass attitude :s
lunes, 26 de julio de 2010
To my Boring Fake Friend.
We first met,you stood still and no words came out of your mouth,i thought you were simply shy,but throughout the years i could tell, it was just your personality,there was no "we talking" it was just me all the time,you had no opinion,even when i asked for it,you seemed to know no more words than,"if you like" or "yeah,I don`t know",I always wondered "what the fuck is wrong with you" it was easyer to say yes or no than saying nothing and then having to argue because you never expressed yourself.
One day you met a gorgeous lady called ART and you walked hand and hand through the paths of drawing,even though you sucked at it.I found out that art was a genious way of expressing your feelings,but your lack of skill made it too dificult.you had all the chances to say what you thought about things or how you felt in certain moments,i gave you the tools to do so,it`s a pitty you wearent able to use them properly,it`s time to move on,I can`t keep on trying to change you if you simply don`t want to change,it`s been 12 years now since we met and you havent changed a bit.It`s time to say goodbye, good luck in your life,and fuck you!
One day you met a gorgeous lady called ART and you walked hand and hand through the paths of drawing,even though you sucked at it.I found out that art was a genious way of expressing your feelings,but your lack of skill made it too dificult.you had all the chances to say what you thought about things or how you felt in certain moments,i gave you the tools to do so,it`s a pitty you wearent able to use them properly,it`s time to move on,I can`t keep on trying to change you if you simply don`t want to change,it`s been 12 years now since we met and you havent changed a bit.It`s time to say goodbye, good luck in your life,and fuck you!
miércoles, 7 de julio de 2010
Letter from valerie,v for vendetta.
I know there is no way i can convince you this is not one of their Tricks,but i don`t care,i am me.
My name is valerie i don`t think i will live much longer but i wanted to tell someone about my life,this is the only autobigraphy i will ever write and god! Its on toilette paper,i was born in nottingham in 1985 ,i do not remember to much about those years, but i do remember the rain,my grandmother owned a farm in the countryside,and she used to tell me that god was in the rain,during the nine plus i was going to a grammar class,i was in school when i had my first girlfriend, her name was sarah,it was her wrists,her wrists were beautyful,i thought we would love each other for ever,i remember a teacher telling us that it was just the adolescent hormones,and they went when people grew,sarah did,i didn`t,in 2002 i falled in love with a girl called christina,that year i came out to my parents,i couldn`t do it without chris holding my hand,my father couldn`t look at me he told me to go and never come back,my mother said nothing,but i only told them the truth,was that so selfish?,our integrity sells for so little,but it is all that we really have,it is the very last inch of us, and within that inch we are free.
I had always known what i wanted to do with my life, and in 2015 i started my first film, the salt flats it was the most important step of my life but not beacause of my carreer but because it was there that i met ruth, the first time we kissed i knew i wouldn`t ever want to kiss other lips that weren`t her`s ,we moved to a small flat toghether in london, she grew scarlet carsons for me in our window,and our place always smelled like roses, it was the best years of my life,but the war kept going worst and worst,and it eventually came to london,after that there were no roses anymore,not for anyone,i remember how the meaning of words began to change,unknown words like colaterall and surrender became threatning,i remember how different became dangerous,i still don`t understand it why did they hate us so much?
They took ruth while she was out buying food,i hadn`t ever cryed so hard in my life,
It wasn`t long till they came to me,it sounds strange that my life would end in such a terrible place,in three years i had roses and apologised to noone,i should die here every inch of me should,every inch ,but one, an inch it is small and it is fragile, but is the only thing in the world worth having,we must never let it go away and we must never let them take it from us,i hope that whoever you are you escape this place,i hope that the world turns and the things get better,but what i want more is that you understand that even though i don`t know you,and although i may never meet you,love with you, cry with you,or kiss you... i love you, with all my heart,i love you.
My name is valerie i don`t think i will live much longer but i wanted to tell someone about my life,this is the only autobigraphy i will ever write and god! Its on toilette paper,i was born in nottingham in 1985 ,i do not remember to much about those years, but i do remember the rain,my grandmother owned a farm in the countryside,and she used to tell me that god was in the rain,during the nine plus i was going to a grammar class,i was in school when i had my first girlfriend, her name was sarah,it was her wrists,her wrists were beautyful,i thought we would love each other for ever,i remember a teacher telling us that it was just the adolescent hormones,and they went when people grew,sarah did,i didn`t,in 2002 i falled in love with a girl called christina,that year i came out to my parents,i couldn`t do it without chris holding my hand,my father couldn`t look at me he told me to go and never come back,my mother said nothing,but i only told them the truth,was that so selfish?,our integrity sells for so little,but it is all that we really have,it is the very last inch of us, and within that inch we are free.
I had always known what i wanted to do with my life, and in 2015 i started my first film, the salt flats it was the most important step of my life but not beacause of my carreer but because it was there that i met ruth, the first time we kissed i knew i wouldn`t ever want to kiss other lips that weren`t her`s ,we moved to a small flat toghether in london, she grew scarlet carsons for me in our window,and our place always smelled like roses, it was the best years of my life,but the war kept going worst and worst,and it eventually came to london,after that there were no roses anymore,not for anyone,i remember how the meaning of words began to change,unknown words like colaterall and surrender became threatning,i remember how different became dangerous,i still don`t understand it why did they hate us so much?
They took ruth while she was out buying food,i hadn`t ever cryed so hard in my life,
It wasn`t long till they came to me,it sounds strange that my life would end in such a terrible place,in three years i had roses and apologised to noone,i should die here every inch of me should,every inch ,but one, an inch it is small and it is fragile, but is the only thing in the world worth having,we must never let it go away and we must never let them take it from us,i hope that whoever you are you escape this place,i hope that the world turns and the things get better,but what i want more is that you understand that even though i don`t know you,and although i may never meet you,love with you, cry with you,or kiss you... i love you, with all my heart,i love you.
viernes, 2 de julio de 2010
the fu* blackbook is ready! you better chek it out.
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To my best friend, who i will never forget...
The first moment i saw you i was helpless, i knew that you could become nothing but the gratest and most important person in my life,i had never spoken to you until then,but i knew.
Your only presence made me nervious,the only deed of having you around made me want to plow my head under the ground and pretend i didn`t exist,you came to me,i was amazed by your voice and your long long hair,your diction was impeccable, i finnaly felt i belonged to that new enviroment i was in.Throughout the four years that we were together you gave me some of the most important advices i ever needed,taught me to be who i wanted to be expressing myself with no stricture,and to fight against those who thought had all the power of the world in their hands,and they were wrong,you made me a better person and although now we grew appart i will always have a place in my heart for you, because in case you don`t know it, i miss you and i will always love you.(2006-2009 probably the best years of my life.)
Your only presence made me nervious,the only deed of having you around made me want to plow my head under the ground and pretend i didn`t exist,you came to me,i was amazed by your voice and your long long hair,your diction was impeccable, i finnaly felt i belonged to that new enviroment i was in.Throughout the four years that we were together you gave me some of the most important advices i ever needed,taught me to be who i wanted to be expressing myself with no stricture,and to fight against those who thought had all the power of the world in their hands,and they were wrong,you made me a better person and although now we grew appart i will always have a place in my heart for you, because in case you don`t know it, i miss you and i will always love you.(2006-2009 probably the best years of my life.)
sábado, 24 de abril de 2010
Do i have to deal with it?
Recalling those times in which I was happy, studying in a college as it should be,with all of its faults and mistakes, which I highlighted throughout every oportunity.fought against the injustice of the system´s hierarchy, trying to peer managers, responding teachers with such respect that they could not admonish me ... That was life.
Living day to day as the lowest of society enters my life, living with who frequents places like scombro and appear religiously every weekend in "policias en accion" and "la liga."
Without having even a little excitement in my life,I can´t fight the management of the school because it is not just a business that can be handled, this is the ministry of education which is needless to say too much for a fifteen year old blogger who is against an entire government and its defects.
I am encouraged with the fact that I only have to live everyday life in this destroyed society and then I can put down the weapons during the weekend and dedicate to leisure without having to deal with the smell of marihuana from one of my friends, hold full hour talks with my parrot, distracted by the beauty of the countryside where I live, spend hours on the computer typing in all the social networks where I have an account.
facebook, twitter, this blog, digg, my space, everything works as a space when you have no point of relief
Living day to day as the lowest of society enters my life, living with who frequents places like scombro and appear religiously every weekend in "policias en accion" and "la liga."
Without having even a little excitement in my life,I can´t fight the management of the school because it is not just a business that can be handled, this is the ministry of education which is needless to say too much for a fifteen year old blogger who is against an entire government and its defects.
I am encouraged with the fact that I only have to live everyday life in this destroyed society and then I can put down the weapons during the weekend and dedicate to leisure without having to deal with the smell of marihuana from one of my friends, hold full hour talks with my parrot, distracted by the beauty of the countryside where I live, spend hours on the computer typing in all the social networks where I have an account.
facebook, twitter, this blog, digg, my space, everything works as a space when you have no point of relief
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