:: ADJETIVES AND MORE ::

corrupted
stupid
selfish
lack of coinfidence
want to belong to something
need of recognition
problems to express
weak culture
cool blood
fashion fan
money maker
standarized
materialistic
bad listener
working hard loving less
loving less... living.. guess?
time is the only think that we cannot control
"life is what happen to you when you are busy
making other plans"
a lot of thing to say....
ending better...
we build our own death

:: SOMETHING... ::

Somethign has finished today, i dont know if i know what it is. Apologises are not coming, and memory still working, i no longer have the strength to live on imaginings. It was to much of a promise, too abrupt a denial. I cannot bear it. It found me weak, vulnerable.
What has died is my hope. Now at last i feel physical pain, the horrible emptiness of having desire violently in the void. The body rebels. Bitterness at last burns me. And this. I was full of poetry, and therefore more than ever streched out toward climax.
Again
i am in a quest of a new life, or trying to fight to still have this.

:: MIO HOMBRE ::

You have to do whatever you have to do, and if what you are doind dosent work, then find another way and if that dosent work, find another way and like that.... dont give up and make me smile...

:: LETS SEE ::

むつき、睦月
きさらぎ、 如月
やよい、 弥生
うずき、 宇津木
さつき、 皐月
friendship, arrived? still trying the older ones
Did i rebirth? what about the things i plant?... wait until june, water time.
growing, i am growing falling down...
theres a lot of rabbits, they love sex and i had my april
Rice sprouts? lets say again i am still hungry...
next?
waiting for water, letters, leaves, long nights, gods, and frost the busy people...

:: TENGO HAMBRE ::

Despertando, cada mañana me pregunto cual es la lista de las cosas que se tienen que hacer, empiezo a revisar las cosas que tengo, en las que encuentro la nada, y empiezo a decidir hacer algo que implique un reto para cambiar el estado en el que despierto y saber que puedo hacer algo mas que lo que estaba haciendo antes de despertar.
De pronto empiezo por abrir ese libro que deje hace mucho tiempo, diciendo esta vez si lo he de terminar, porque puedo, porque quiero y porque me es necesario para salir de aquí, de pronto la lectura comienza el estomago llama y no se encuentra ninguna salida, vuelves al vacío, y ya no puedes masque alimentarte continuar y no salir.