be real

ser real, no es muy facil, menos para mi en estos momentos. me siento perdida ... constantemente dormida, vivo un sueño, para mi la realidad no existe.

lo unico que se es lo que tengo dentro, lo que es natural para mi, lo que vivo dia a dia, como por ejemplo: se que me gusta el cafe, soy fumadora, me gusta dormir y me doy duchas muy largas... me gustan los hipopotamos, los admiro, son flojos y dan susto :D a mi no me dan susto. los amo!

sin comentarios...estoy aburrida y enojada contigo pk no me has llamado... te estoy esperando.

it's not worth it


"They"

Who made up all the rules?
We follow them like fools,
Believe them to be true,
Don't care to think them through

And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

And it's ironic too
'Cause what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way

And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?
Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
Where are they?
How do they
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

And who are they?
Where are they?
How can they
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this