Wankertown: Las pastillas del abuelo

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viernes, 4 de febrero de 2011

Mi te quiero quería levantar castillos
pero el tuyo solo sostenía un muro

Tu pasión inexistente o de pasillo

Mi pasión pasado presente y futuro.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower

"So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be."

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”

"Sometimes, I read a book, and I think am the people in the book."

"I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other."

"And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms."

"It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life."

"I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again."

"I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning."

"Things change. And friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody."

"I would die for you. But I won't live for you."

"She held me a little closer. I held her a little closer. And we kept dancing. It was the one time all day that I really wanted to clock to stop. And just be there for a long time."

"I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere."

"Please believe that things are good with me, and even when they’re not, they will be soon enough. "

"And in that moment, I swear we were infinite..."