Meet Me After They Leave

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To come close in a way that I assume you might notice the essence of this wave
There's a space that gets fill with air and movements,
it feels deep and heavy to wait for the second to get near you
and make my steps worth the effort

Memories will be the only thing to hold on to after all this
and for me it has been a whole life of thinking about mixing colors,
so after this I'll ask you not to...

I can see through your desire and there's an invisible space between us
and reality can't make it happen, I'm asking you please..
Join me in this only born green, purple and orange
without asking each other where they came from or what they'll do later

Make it fake, make it true, make it wonderful and plastic for us...
You're the one with the remote buttons, it is too heavy for me to carry,
all I see is yellow and blue uniting...
You could lift us beyond this atmosphere.

It's passing by... You and that spirit, you both and your happiness
but us and our so needed dream in a second when we meet after they're all gone...

Photo by the Coldplay crew
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The Worm In London

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There's a mystery and you can tell what kind of weird situation is just passing by my head, if you could earn a penny for each time you get it right...

For a while of not writing you, I'll give you a hint of what my eyes could tell you tonight, as I pour more wine in my plastic glass... there's a melody that smiles as I express my love right here, right now.

As if love was just for keeping and not for sharing, I love you and you all share that with me... Pretty sight of what my head might be doing with your small signs of care, and I laugh and I smile!

Watch me move as you try to figure out what this could be, and what's this about... I think you're being really mean and I might think is not so fair to me... Come take a look once again and we might find the answer together... yes I'll say it once again so loud that one small worm in London will hear it, and he will think "oh wow... she really meant that.. besides all the laughing and whispering"... he will always keep that key for you.

It is not ok.. so come back and tell me again about how much they made you scream, they made you breathe, heavy heavy breathe! We both know that, girls can never know what's best... Mystery, for sure.

Smile with me as you keep on asking, but don't hesitate, my eyes and laugh will let you know so very soon...

-- taking this pic from her again! gotta write a word that begins with L to let her know she gave me some inspiration for this Lines!
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So I guess there's more than one thing I'm aware I don't control, and I could say I'm ok with it... couldn't be happy controlling everything, but I guess that my excuse is that what goes around my life should be under my own and unique direction (of course me being under supervision of my master puppet controller: the universe).

To name just a few: someone else driving while I'm in the car, people walking by and not admiring the beauty of air and colors, random thoughts about that particular song, the time I wake up in the morning or the unique nights that I find myself awake and smiling, how much sugar I put in my coffee, how my coworkers are programmed to function, and others...

I don't control many of other things and I'm guessing that by writing this some sort of unusual sensation should be leaving my soul, but so far it hasn't happen and my fingers seem to be waiting for a perfect line to appear, but as I listen to this song once again to accomplish a total of 35 times in one week I come clean: fear takes over me and it wont let me go any time soon.

I can't control what I know is under control and it's driving me crazy right before I go to sleep... like a ticking bomb that last about 20 hours each day, and by now when it's almost time for the bomb to explode, I put my mind in golden thoughts to give it another day...

Soft night to put a post together, not so different from others inspired by a fun but true song and adding a kind of tragic image to make me think about this, just some more particular stuff about me that I'll have to start understanding soon.

Oh well...

In the photo: Wale
Lyrics by Lilly Allen

I want to be rich and I want lots of money

I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny

I want loads of clothes and I want fuckloads of diamonds

I heard people die while they are trying to find them

And I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless

Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror

I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When do you think it will all become clear?

‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Life’s about film stars and less about mothers

It’s all about fast cars concussing each other

But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic

and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption

And its not my fault it’s how I’m programmed to function

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror

I’m on the right track yeah we're on to a winner

Forget about guns and forget ammunition

Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission

Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner

Now everything's cool as long as I’m gettin thinner

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When do you think it will all become clear?

‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear

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Every Time

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Inspired by the girl in the photo

~L~ we all have this kind of little word of our own...

Once again there's this vibe
flashing and dancing
they come right to me
as signals of your silent thoughts

Once again and every time
that simple way of waking me up
putting an early smile on my face
as if you came to lay next to me for one second

Once again and not that often
surprise me with that gentle air
making me feel dumb
an increasing this color you own

Once again and every single time
making me beep and smile
hiding your lines behind phrases
hiding yourself behind characters

Once again and whenever you want
I could tell what you're saying
as if you wanted me to.
Lovely symbols of significant ideas,
I could write a story about your thoughts
Every time...

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Wake up and it's 3:17 am wondering where the switch to turn the music off is... Turn around and lay your head back in that pillow, there was a vision that you wanna go back to.

Pretty-side smile while in a subconscious state no one can describe what your position allows you to see, and that special different character that gives you company every night... you can always be surprised with new appearances.

Fake movements within that air that you control and another you watching over your head, what a wonderful sensation to be the witness of your own adventure; there's your vision in both minds collaborating together.

Share what they give you and take what it's been created, they will only join you that night and before you come back to a ticking clock and a cold floor to step on... you are with them, they came and joined your mind tonight.

In the photo Alejandra
Lyrics by The Killers

It started with a low light,
Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed;
And then they took my blood type,
It left a strange impression in my head.
You know that I was hoping,
That I could leave this star-crossed world behind;
But when they cut me open,
I guess I changed my mind.
And you know I might
Just walk too far from the floor this time,
’cause they calling me by my name!
And the shimmering white lighting
disregards the bombs and satellites!

That was the turning point;
That was one lonely night!

The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad”
The dream maker’s going make you mad
The spaceman says, “Everybody look down!
Its all in your mind!”

Well now I’m back at home, and-
I’m looking forward to this life I live;
You know its gonna haunt me,
So hesitation to this life I give.
You think you might cross over,
You’re caught between the devil and the deep blue sea;
You better look it over,
Before you make that leap!

And you know I’m fine, but I hear those voices at night
sometimes… they justify my claim,
and the public don’t ground my transmission
’cause it wasn’t televised…

Oh, it was the turning point,
It was the lonely night!

The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad”
The dream maker’s going make you mad;
The spaceman says, “Everybody look down!
Its all in your mind!”

My global position systems are vocally addressed;
They say the Nile used to run from east to west,
They say the Nile used to run… from east to west.

The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad”
The dream maker’s going make you mad;
The spaceman says, “Everybody look down!
Its all in your mind!”
The song maker says, “It ain’t so bad”
The dream maker’s going make you mad;
The spaceman says, “Everybody look down…
Its all in your mind!”
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Well this could be fun tonight!

Let's see, is some sort of awkward picture this could be worst and they could just be messing up with my head, not such a bad deal, just a not so exciting situation.. dammit.. we had and lived the master plan!! he was someone who could see right through it ahg

Oright, so what if I still miss him (11/7 asshole)? Could be just a sickness, yes! that's what it is... just check this out: they sort of disapear and then I break down, doesn't it make sense? It does make sense to me... I mean, why in earth would I want an explanation? that's just SICK!.. dammit

Jez.. For a while I really need to laugh about it, otherwise I would do that all over again, and people know I tend to follow my instincts, although it might be a little painful; but the truth is that it feels just fine right after... I had some info, dammit

Laying down, drinking this from this transparent thing, making me a little hot not that much but yet enough to feel comfortable, what the hell I gotta pick up this phone, dammit!

The crappy movie didn't work, neither the cynical chatting and the funny music that makes me laugh like a dumb, here I try to make it a little better and blame the pms for once, moods like these just appear every once a month, don't they?... yes, I knew they didn't, dammit

Whatever... I still got an extra bottle, the beatles, bruce springsteen, johnny cash, the stones, the bee gees and my great emo depressive but fun music, god I love blink.. What kind of weird girl am I?

Photo by Cristi
Lyrics by Blink !

It's alright / to tell me / what you think / about me
I won't try / to argue / or hold it / against you
I know that / you're leaving / you must have / your reasons
The season / is calling / and your pictures / are falling down

The steps that / I retrace / the sad look / on your face
The timing / and structure / did you hear / he fucked her?
A day late / a buck short / I'm writing / the report
On losing / and failing / when I move / I'm flailing now

and it'll happen once again I'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan

But everybody's gone
And I've been here for too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up

Well I guess this is growing up

And maybe / I'll see you / at a movie / sneak preview
You'll show up / and walk by / on the arm / of that guy
And I'll smile / and you'll wave / we'll pretend / it's okay
The charade / it won't last / when he's gone / I won't come back

And it'll happen once again
You'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
And sees through the master plan

But everybody's gone
And you've been there for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this is growing up

Well, I guess this is growing up [4x]
Well, I guess this is growing up
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Next In Line!

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Do I fear death a bit less today?

If there's something common is the thought of "in 5 min this could be over"... in a weird fun way, part of a routine. I’m digging it… We might be taking this too slow and I got so tired of thinking about leaving you all messages just in case I leave.

Then some days I feel like taking a summer that might last two years, hide from every negative line and go broke. Maybe later join a dance crew and make up a song to jump around. I'm feeling that.

Start a brand new side of the card by becoming a photographer, and making money from other people's pieces of time. Dressed up with yellow and green mixing smiles with strangers staring at my kind of special pet.

Play an instrument, perhaps joining a band and travel the world keeping a journal with every single different emotion created from the inside of my soul. Have a routine that would eventually destroy my system and drink to all sounds.

Go to a jungle and learn the strangest language ever heard, become a part of someone else's story and culture. Making a new day by surprising myself and knowing that there's no place where someone might be missing me.

I didn't fear death today, and I pictured myself dancing ballet for many years... Cooking the greatest desserts based on chocolate, and covering my body with glitter and ink. There's a purple shade on my head tonight and if I die people will know they knew this about me: I could have hundreds of different lives.

What a great birthday post!

Photo by Carlos Ocando
Lyrics by Blink

I got no regret right now (I'm feeling this)
The air is so cold and low (I'm feeling this)
Let me go in her room (I'm feeling this)
{I love all the things you do / {I wanna take off her clothes (I’m feeling this)
Show me the way to bed (I'm feeling this)
Show me the way you move (I'm feeling this)
Fuck it, it's such a blur (I'm feeling this)
I love all the things you do (I'm feeling this)

Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when I wanna

Where do we go from here
Turn all the lights down now
Smiling from ear to ear (I'm feeling this)
Our breathing has got too loud (I'm feeling this)
Show me the bedroom floor (I'm feeling this)
Show me the bathroom mirror (I'm feeling this)
We're taking this way too slow (I'm feeling this)
Take me away from here (I'm feeling this)

This place was never the same again
After you came and went
How can you say you meant anything different
To anyone standing alone
On the street with a cigarette
On the first night we met

Look to the past
And remember and smile
And maybe tonight
I can breathe for awhile
I'm not in the scene
I think I'm fallin' asleep
But then all that it means is
I'll always be dreaming of you

(Are we alone, Do you feel it?
So lost and disillusioned)
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What a wonderful state for my head to rest... We'd stay golden*

At the end of the day we always go to that same place, we go back to where we first started... our actions are not necessarily planned towards what the day has reserved for us. We Stay Golden.

Could be a fake-positive state of mind or just the easiest way to put my thoughts in white spaces, but as golden as I stay, all that carp won't ever hit me. There's just "this" much I can do, and as time passes by I let my powers go away little by little, I don't need to save them anymore.

Different elements surrounding this room, in perfect synchronization with the idea of being ok... I learnt how to deal with issues and whenever I can't, those elements come back to me to make it simple: once again, I stay golden.

Trying to do my best sharing what makes me feel good, and facing the ones that don't want me to have that piece of themselves... It seems for me that not everyone wants to feel ok, they just want to be left alone.

There's me... Honestly lying most of the time by saying "I'm fine", but coming clean beneath the situations... a golden state where I inhale and go back to bed, a new day will start soon. Same old lines that only work when I choose to given them power, and another song that will always make me smile.

Photo by: Me.
Lyrics by Hey Mercedes

Sarah slides up to the bar and orders me
the strongest thing this side of armor street
she's got the saddest eyes i've ever seen
when she says
oh baby were you ever meant to be
well maybe

now sexy don't get so excited
you're so much cuter when you try to fight it
your're filling up the room with that terrible gloom
and the mere thought of a turnaround is bring the whole place down

stop the press
who is that mess
go on drone
we've never been so impressed
go on drone
stay home
afraid of the phone and famously alone
go on drone

ture love might be fun for some
but we know that it's just too tough
is there the proper power left to hold us in

so we'd stay golden

so i'm always working on new grand ways to avoid
doing any work on everything
that could amount to anything

the poor poor cat
don't lie like that
in regret's bed
in beads of sweat
blurry head
ruby red
not yet deceased
undead instead
hardly home de chez rainbow
je ne sais quai
je taime cell phone
we know you know how
don't you drone
we know you know
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