I'm Ready

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As my hand leading this finger towards the wall,
because there's a button to press,
for one action
for one reaction

As the final strawberry about to be placed on that cake,
because one perfect dessert has a final touch
for one unique flavor
for one unique sensation

As the perfect appereance in front of an early mirror,
because we make sure we're all set,
for one clean presentation
for one perfect intent

I'm ready
I'm ready
Baby, I'm ready

Lyrics by Depeche Mode


If you've been hiding from love
If you've been hiding from love
I can understand where you're coming from
I can understand where you're coming from

If you've suffered enough
If you've suffered enough
I can understand what you're thinking of
I can see the pain that you're frightened of

And I'm only here
To bring you free love
Let's make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

I've been running like you
I've been running like you
Now you understand why I'm running scared
Now you understand why I'm running scared

I've been searching for truth
I've been searching for truth
And I haven't been getting anywhere
No I haven't been getting anywhere

And I'm only here
To bring you free love
Let's make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love

Hey girl
You've got to take this moment
Then let it slip away
Let go of complicated feelings
Then there's no price to pay

We've been running from love
We've been running from love
And we don't know what we're doing here
No we don't know what we're doing here

We're only here
Sharing our free love
Let's make it clear
That this is free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
No hidden catch
No strings attached
Just free love
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I Blame You

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Here's just a bunch of random thoughts, don't even try to make any sense of the following lines... We can't blame Annie for this post tonight. I'm just so sick of it.

I hate you for putting pieces together this way, appearing on these scenarios after you were just an invisible idea. Not strong enough to push my breaths out. Gone, you were gone and it was just fine, so why did you come back? For nothing, no reason, just as a selfish animal seeking for what it thought it needed. Freaking creature, just go away.

I hate you for these 20 minutes
I hate you for those 35 minutes
I hate you for the 17
I hate you for the printed shirt and the fake ideas
I hate you for the person you're not
I hate you for the demons in your head
I hate you for the ego eating you up
I hate you for the pretending of a fading life
I hate you for doing this to me

...Just a bunch of ideas and some deep breaths before posting. Because Annie felt like spiting out all of these sensations, just to see if they make any impression on them... like making them vanish for good. Vanish for good.
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Current

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No blinking permitted
It will happen any time soon
Either this body will push down
Or the ground will suck it in

Pending
Pending
Pending

Current state: struggling with gravity for unknown reasons
Maybe just asking this force:
"When will you drop me?"
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Life In A Picture

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The same question when it comes to giving shape to a morning thought: "What kind of person am I?" and then, "do I need to be just one kind of person?" and after that comes ""was that just an excuse?"
Because some go jogging in the morning, and some others stay in bed and make love; maybe think of the perfect breakfast in a delightful lazy state, but not me, not today. I'm thinking about this word "kind" and then trying to put these ideas together to bring out what the main point is.

Life in a picture, because when I push myself a little, short phrases of meaning come and this time it was the perfect line. Pictures are a piece of time put on some kind of material, representing just that: frozen time. But life (despite all my efforts) goes beyond frozen stuff, and has more energy than all my students together since 2004. So to express what this post is about, I'll say this: I'm the kind of person who thinks can live in pictures; like that granted innocence of pretending and trying to keep everything on its place. 

But as I said, I don't really think I'm supposed to be just one kind of person (thank God for that); and for that when I turn around in my bed and confront ideas, I see how much I get the ending part of life. It ends, ends, ends... and again, ends, it ends. Because I seek for beginnings but avoid facing endings, like if I could support them all. So for those two kinds of person I just defined this morning, this line: stay more on that aware side of endings, because you can't just carry them all.

P.S.: I really need to stop when I know I'm done.

Lyrics by Florence And The Machine

Happiness / hit her / like a train on a track
Coming towards her / stuck still / no turning back
She hid around corners / and she hid under beds /
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled /
With every bubble she sank with a drink /
And washed it away down the kitchen sink.

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are comin' so you better run

Run fast for your mother; run fast for your father 
Run for your children all your sisters and brothers 
Leave all your love and your longing behind.
You can't carry it with you / if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
'Cos here they come

And I- never wanted
anything from you
Except
everything / you had
And / what was left after that too / Oh!

Happiness / hit her / like a bullet in the back
Struck from /a great height 
By someone /who should have known better / than that
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The Hollow Collection

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Is it stealing when they don't realize what they have and then are missing?
Is it wrong to just use frames of moments that are not mine at all?
Are they to blame for the monster growing on my wall?

I'll fight him to death, just while I keep on stealing from you all
Collecting your magic has become my sweet addiction,
and for infatuations to fill this open chest, then collecting fits just right.

Is it weird to create your characters in my head?
Is it silly to provide answers in my mind before they hit you hard?
Are you to blame for this hunger of walking with your shoes?

I'll keep on posting you belongings around my room
Collecting each and every one of you who came to made it happen,
and for confessions to spread on the ground, then collecting comes in the perfect moment.

Lyrics by Carolina Liar
Don't you hope,
We can start again
Endings are old,
But they help you see
Can't quite believe,
All of this and what it means
You've become so bitter

You think you're better alone,
For the sake of your sanity
It won't hurt a soul,
If you just learn to breath again
You never had the nerve to begin with
You think you're better alone

Been here before,
seeking safety and something to blame
You feel so hollow,
You can swear that you've grown
Worth anything,
As big as your dream
You've become so bitter

Never had the nerve to begin with
Got to come to your senses

You think you're better alone,
For the sake of your sanity
It won't hurt a soul,
If you just learn to breath again
You think you're better alone
It won't hurt a soul
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5 and Wave

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There's not much difference between you and me
Because we both wave our hands like this,
So would it kill you to let me sink for a little longer?
Just 5 more seconds.

Just before I let the air come in my lungs again
And release my thoughts to jump and hit free in my head again
Let me here for a bit more... just a little more.

I promise I'll stop thinking about cutting my hair.
I promise I'll return to sessions.
I promise I'll have the pillows take turns.

Just 5 more seconds in this magical state
Within silence, honest happiness and clever smiles
Away from shapes I could recognize.

Just a little longer...
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Flare

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 Turn them on, hold and stare
The heat gave it power
Some energy too intense to touch
And the anxiety of seeing how fast it was vanishing

It felt like that with you
and with you
and with you
...Because for a reason, I kept of pulling you out of this box

...until there were none left.

So I had the option to go get a new box of these,
or choose for a different way to amusse myself
...to find relief comfort
and I must say, besides missing the fun of it
I'm sure this will turn into something.

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One Foot At The Time

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Make sure you check on me constantly
Avoid leaving my mind alone for too long
Please remind me of the good moments, nice moments

She will find it hard to go through
She will make up many excuses to erase good reasons
She will try to hide and run away

But you know better, and this attitude can only grow
Because more than an attitude of going forward
This is about using only the new stickers on the notepad.
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