You are always on my mind

I'm just lost. With or without you. 
You are not here to hold me.
Though in my mind you're always with me. 
You always have been. You always will be. 

Because

I read because one life isn't enough, and in the page of a book I can be anybody;

I read because the words that build the story become mine, to build my life;

I read not for happy endings ...but for new beginnings; I'm just beginning myself, and I wouldn't mind a map;

I read because I have friends who don't, and young though they are, they're beginning to run out of material;

I read because every journey begins at the library, and it's time for me to start packing;

I read because one of these days I'm going to get out of this town, and I'm going to go everywhere and meet everybody, and I want to be ready."

— Richard Peck (Anonymously Yours)

we need to talk about ...

I thought you wouldn't forget, of all you would be the one who remain true. I thought you wouldn't leave me. I thought I was the victim but it was me who left, It was me who walked away and left you.
It was me who hurt you.

And all along I thought you were the one hurting me. 

BUUUUUUUU, Nico, BUUUUUUU!!!!

Like a Cancer

"That's what books and movies and TV shows are, they're ways for people to escape from life. And you are immersed in fiction 24/7, so that makes you the ultimate escapist."

It's been awhile since I cry myself to sleep.

I'm going back to where I started.

"yo estoy dispuesta a dar mi mayor esfuerzo para seguir estando con vos"   26/07/2009

Me lo prometiste, y te creí, volví. 
Volví porque me lo prometiste.

I can't say it out loud, it's not fair to you.

Why do they all eat my mind like a pack man??

Why can't you just leave me alone??? 

please, please, just leave, stop existing.

"I set fire to the rain 

and I threw us ...into the flames"

How do you tell the story if there is no story to tell?

What happened? It was my fault, wasn't it? I ruined it, I know. I knew what I was doing I did it anyway. I'm sorry, but it's too late now even if you think otherwise.

He had to talk to me. He had to say how much he miss me. What did he expect me to say? Honestly?
I don't react well to that kind of thing, He had to know.

And now I miss him,  How is that fair? He probably already forgot. Silly me, he played me, again.

He's so sweet, I never thought I'll fall for that.
I'm leaving him and he's telling me he needs me, and he's so fucking sweet.
He's a playboy,  he's liar. He's good.

There's nothing I'd like to have more than your mind, just your mind

Bombea sangre, pero no late.
Tiene oxigeno, pero no respira.
¿Es automático?
¿Es simple?
¿Es complicado?
¿Qué es?
Un mar de nebulosa, eso es, nada es, nada tangible y sin embargo, ahí esta

¿Cómo se despierta uno después de años dormido?

-Cansado, confundido y solo.