Turn off the lights

Turn off the lights.
I just don't know where to stand. I wanted something to hold on to, to hug in the middle of this cold. Instead I'm in the dark trying to reach for a friendly hand.
Then, I'm forgeting how to talk, how to cry, how to smile. I sink.

I dissapear. Invisible from them & from my self. Envarrased of my cowardly, of my voice & of my last thougths. Because, I just leave everything behind.

As always, I dissapear. Leaving the wordl behind for a couple of hours. They seem like centuries. So I come back, expecting something different, finding always the same crap than the day before.

The sunlight on my face. The cold is gone, pillow on the floor.
Back to Reality
Fuck, I didn't do my homework again.

By Viih

Viih y su arte, que consiste en no prestar antencion en clase...

Back to black

I lost you and I lost myself.
Who are we? We look the same...Are we aliens? Did we change?
Did you lie or did I lie first? Who are we? How can we go back?
We lost it all and we started again, fresh start, right?
We didn't even say good-bye and I feel like I've died a hundred times, Have you die? At all?

I've been dead for a while now but you never knew... You went back to life and I went back to black.

Canterville

       

       Me seguís a todos lados, te veo en cada rostro.

                                     Sos mi fantasma ¿Alguna vez dejaré de arrastrar tus cadenas?

               it still amazes me how similar we are, but the diferencies are what break us apart

Nerdcedad Suprema dos puntos ..

Mi productiva clase de ingles

O mejor dicho, La productiva clase de ingles de Vicky....

romaticism and it's writters.

What I really think is that they were trying to make a judgement over them selves. They weren't happy about the society & they weren't happy about them selves been part, taking part, of that society. Chained men unable to runaway due to their own cowarly. Loving, feeling inside them selves. Unable to realy jump and express those feelings, making passions stronger, they saw them like a huge burning fire or a dark gigantic cloud, unstoppable. And the feelings they couldn't express to the society they described in their books.