Cambios definitivos... por ejemplo

Making love to a preacher must be fun.
I kinda feel like orange juice.
Pigs, pigs, pigs!
Send me a letter with a bit of hair.
Eating biscuits and cakes and pastries makes your legs run faster.
A woman, a man and a little bird.
Crying your name out in the streets of London.
Covered with a towel made of copper coins.
Some tea some whiskey and a mean story about a good man.
Diseased lovers.
Hot grammas in blue satin trousers.
America's best politician talking to the deaf.
Forks and spoons having sex
The cat drowning in a black pudding bucket.
I said so

otra cosa

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Sira Quiroga

Harpas, jardines de harpas!

A cierta edad, un poco por amor propio, otro poco por picardía, las cosas que más deseamos son las que fingimos no desear. Marcel Proust

Natalia and fruits and wigs...

'My right arm aches'.

That'a alright, I've started a blog with a complain, I am like the rest of the mortals now.

It's fun to have an online blog. I guess the idea of having somehow an audience makes you want to say more, talk rubbish, be clever, be funny, be sarcastic, be rational, make sense... an other things I've never been.

Now I should start talking about myself, just so I make it more self indulgent and pointless.
I'm 23 and a bit lost. The worst of me is my total lack of discipline or persistence, the best is that I'm crazy and that makes other people like me cause I make them feel alive.


Someone gave me an Easter egg yesterday, I don't quite like it but I'll eat it cause it was given to me and now it's MINE, This is how I normally work...

I love some people, others I just like because I know they love me.

When I'll be older I wanna start again.

'World' is a big word, I can't really have an opinion about something so general, it just means anything to me, it's like saying 'space' or 'blank'.
If I was more disciplined I would put certain order in this writing... I'm not. I check my spell tho, I associate spelling mistakes with words like 'dumb' 'brainless' or 'thick head'. Judge me if you like, I'd do so.

I feel alone most of the time, I think all of you feel alone most of the time. Some like it, some try to forget about it, some roll around in their own misery... in my case it's scary.

I AM NOT DEPRESSED.

My mood changes A LOT.

:)

:(

:S

;)

:P

:D


Tomorrow might be a more entertainment blog.

Or I might not write on it again at all.


Have a good day and other conventions...

Listen to good music and watch good movies.