There's a million reasons why i should give you up, but the heart wants what it wants

"Sos mi media naranja lunar"

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Adentro tuyo caigo del sol

Cant, can I?

Voy a ser profesora y no puedo creer lo que toooodo eso significa, para mí y para el resto de mi vida. Todo está por cambiar de tal manera y no sé si soy consciente de eso. Me encantaría serlo, así tomo más responsabilidad. Soy mi propio autoboicot, como todos, pero lo peor es que es intencional y conscientemente. Lo sé y no hago nada para cambiarlo cuando soy yo quien tiene el poder. Soy yo contra mí y es tan difícil la situación. Siempre, pero siempre, lo más difícil es enfrentarse a uno mismo

My tear's gone cold i'm wondering why, got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window and i can't see at all, and even if i could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

Será que se te nota nena

"The most beautiful things dont ask for attention"

-Gusto de vos

-Eu gosto de voce

-I like u

-Tu mi piaci

-Tu me plais

Siempre amé las palabras, amé las conjunciones, amé el lenguaje del bueno y odié lo soez, lo burdo, las palabras mal usadas, los contextos desencontrados.

I can see it now. This is me, this is who i am, who i always be. With shadows and lights, with ups and downs, with falls, with damage, with accurancy. Why hide it forever? i dont wanna do it anymore. I just wanna see the beast outside, for once, for all the eternity maybe. Altough i'd like it sometimes, i cant, i cant hide it, i havent enough space. This is ready to come out and survive for itself. Cant keep it anymore, is about to come, about to live or die, about to do something, and i wont prevent it from doing it, it needs to go, to have an own identity.
Be free my friend, go ahead, nothing is going to stop you this time.

I have wait for the rain to come