Ella. With her sweet smile always takes up half his face and those bright eyes that accompany watching every detail. Attentive to every word and ready to sell advice full of truth and wisdom. His absence freezes hours and stay heart rate accelerates any
love with April rain and willing to stand under it whenever possible.
usually go stuck in an old coat to songs with words like " expect," " illusion," "promises " ... as she sings streetlights.
close your eyes And though very strong, there it is. Ready to take the limit to make you explode, either of joy or pain, making you feel an unimaginable wealth of emotions .
The best moments of your life need not necessarily be the things you do. They will also be those things that happen. I'm not saying you can not take action to affect the outcome of your life. You'll have to take action, and you will.
But any day you walk out the door of your house and your whole life can change forever. The universe always has a plan and that plan is always moving. It's a scary thought but it is a wonderful thing. All parts of the machine running constantly, making sure you finish at exactly the place where you should be. Exactly where you should be. ... The right place at the right time.
In times not so remote, the betrayal was paid for with blood. Blood stained the paths trodden by the hooves of war horses. blood as revenge . And vengeance to be paid to the war. A war that not only affects those who caused it all, innocent who did not know that was that.
And everything just as it began, with more blood, more deaths and a dirty picture that is recorded on your retina.
But today, after planting confidence in gardens outside for so many years, one day, due to an act of fire, you decide to remove your flowers from the garden.
And that day, how you act? Looking for revenge or warn (no more) that you have removed your flowers (as above has not noticed)?
you do not really believe it and decide to wait , if the flowers grow back alone, without help anyone, MAY have something to do.
Where do the lost truths? Truths and should have never said that. Truths but you drowned and swallowed you locked deep within you , feet, and walking and walking are worn out and even worse, forgotten. Truths shattered they just looking for another victim who has the courage to shoot directly to any innocent heart. A person with compassion for their sorry state dragged after the collects and makes it grow. So, when you want to discover the truth, not time. And be spit, without any circumspection, directly on the pain threshold of another innocent. And that is when pain take the leading role and the truth will be released for good.
He pensado en entregar un premio, si un premio mío, hecho por mí, creado para quien me lee con razones únicas para cada uno de los que nombre.
Cuando empecé el blog nunca creí people were to read me, was my entry with my sad 0 splashes of color, all in a dull gray color. But I decided to go with it, more people read and inspiring to the millions of texts that often are my muse.
not even a year I stuck here and maybe some awards should not do so soon.
But I want, and I will do.
The first to Elena (http://proyectodescritora.blogspot.com/) and writer project.
Maybe because I was the first to visit these places, or maybe it's your grace and your way of making us think and reason questions, accept our opinion and if you correct the mistaken us, for always answer. Take it as a late birthday present.
The second is to Marina (http://thebeginningof-theend.blogspot.com/) and the principle any final. I hope it does not arrive. I love those texts as everyday as life style with yours so indirect that you have to read between the lines to understand what comes to your head. Still, sometimes you'll understand.
The third is for Angela (http://sonandoporlasnubes.blogspot.com/) that sounds through the roof in each momento.Me love your comments, you do not know how but I always manage to get me a smirk. And your text ... not much to say, are perfectísimos, I just want to catch them many times, printing and paper my room with them.
And fourth and by no means worse Alba (http://hacercosquillasentuspies.blogspot.com/) rain before then if needed, your style the time of writing I love, are very pure text which notes that you leave the skin and part of you. And I think that's what makes them great.
Only give it four, but there are many people who just started to read and have very good looking, I look forward to reading and to continue giving them thanks for reading.
I want you to know that I like to see you smile. I like to hear your voice on the phone telling me that we are at X time on X site. I like to sit next to yours and feel your belly move every time you laugh for some stupid I say. I like to tell me "everything will be fine" and then give me a hug, help me overcome my fears, but do not know our final. I like to regaléis a piece of your life, day by day. I like to invite me to share my hopes and dreams with you. I like to give me every reason to wake up to see life differently. you please NOT ME, ME ENCANTÁIS .
The morning cold chills all over you just open your door, grab the bike that got shot, of course, at the gate of your garden, put each foot in place and start to pedal upwind. The p Elea all morning. The narrow streets will make their way, by your side buildings are going shorter and colorful mandatory (required to brighten the absence of sunlight). The gray skies threaten to put the hood, but you, continue your walk towards the cliffs. Get off the bike and throw it to the ground green. And you lie and you look out over the cliff, letting the sea breeze play with your hair.
I go to see the famous cliffs Irish this week ... Until the turn!
still remembered that fateful day, that day he got beat the game to death.
That " checkmate" for months would not have made.
And in the climax of his decision to live a sentence fell like a stone and left stone:
- "You'll never walk."
That phrase, rather than defeat it made her stronger, fought against science and against all those who did not trust it never traveled against the current no matter what.
Only 3 words were about his mind during that period:
MIND, AND EFFORT SUCCESS .
And today I can see every day, surpassing even herself. He won everything.
And is that sometimes bad things can be really good.
Examples for all those people who's hard to see the light of the way ... IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING
"After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul .... You learn that love does not mean leaning and a relationship does not mean security. One begins to learn that kisses are not contracts and presents are not promises .. You begin to accept your defeats with your head up and eyes open. You learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans ... and the future has an interesting way of falling in the middle. After a while you learn that if it is too .... to sunshine burns. What to plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. Over time, you learn that you really can endure, that one is really strong, that one right, and that each day ... one learns. With time you learn to be with someone because it offers a good future means that sooner or later want to return your past. Over time you realize that only someone able to love with your flaws, without trying to change, can give you all the happiness you desire. With time you realize that you're next to that person only to accompany your loneliness, inevitably end up not wanting to see her again. Over time you realize that true friends are worth more than any amount of money. With time you understand that true friends are counted, and that he who does not fight for them sooner or later will be surrounded only by false friends. With time you learn that the words spoken in a moment of anger, who can still hurt you hurt during a lifetime. With time you learn to forgive anyone does, but forgiveness is only great souls. With time you understand that if you have a friend severely injured, most likely the friendship will never be the same again. With time you realize that every experience with each person is unique. With time you realize that you humiliate or despise a human being, sooner or later suffer the same humiliation and contempt multiplied to the square. With time you understand that rushing things or forcing them to move cause in the end not as expected. With time you realize that in fact maybe it was not the future but the time you were living right at that moment. Over time you will see that although you are happy with those who are on your side, terribly fantasize that you were yesterday and now have left. Over time trying to learn to forgive or apologize, say you love, strange to say, that you need, say you want to be friend with a grave and makes no sense ........ But unfortunately ... Only time ... " (Jorge Luis Borges)
I can say at the right time to strike the perfect word and a thousand hearts, I can do much damage, I'm a perfect machine to create psychic pain. I'm cruel, spiteful and vindictive mostly very . Make me something and I will keep in your pocket until you find the right moment, the moment you are off guard and I'll return in triplicate and a hundredfold.
And above all I will not compassion, that word does not fit in my dictionary, the decision to whore, arrive until the end with all its consequences.
Long time no chances. not win or lose anything . That my life is no more and no attempt to stop it. No longer freeze the second attempt and say Basta! I want to stay here. I shuffled the hours and even greet them when they pass by my side. Anyway, where are you going to stop things lived? Is there a limbo of memories? And if so, please take me there . I surround myself with all the feelings lived and cause them to explode at a time in my heart for dress of a thousand and one colors and so fail to see with the color gray as he used to.
heart you pluck them and spit on them and then trample them with my boots full of mud and then get back to my car and atropellaré, but I'll go back and run over them again.
What do you think?
"I do not, a simple jet of water and be clean. A little tape and reconstruct. And all your effort will not be valid for anything.
And he went with his head held high, and never lose her again.
"They say I'm a gangster because my meaning of friendship is such that it is a little the gangsters ; one hand my friends and other the rest of the world, with which I have little contact "
The sky is dyed red. The darkness begins to eat the blue sky.
monsters in your consciousness begin to flow. You see everything differently and sharpens the senses to what might happen.
begin to run down the hall, you feel it, turn your head v is a shadow chasing ...
close your eyes, breathing hard and you say you keep that value, this is your site and nothing should have the courage to scare you.
retrace your steps and you're investigating in every corner, afraid, yes, but we are facing.
Vas lighting each and every one of the lights, looking under beds and behind doors ... nothing, see nothing. And you just have a single room to look over what you see inside? do you dare to cross the last door? Of course, nobody can you. Open it with a kick and look carefully ... Impossible. Empty. You run into your room embarrassed by your attitude, your imagination has returned to conquer.
And despite everything, still with the blanket sealing your eyes and alert to any suspicious little noise outside the room.
Do not be scared that is so long, explains my life (and probably you will say something to you) and each sentence could tell a story.
NACH - EVENING
A city that traps us, A friend who betrays A door opens, A window in which no one emerges, A pat on the morning A passion, a rage action as a symbol of a generation, A light that illuminates, A song that encouraged me, A tear that falls and wound clean life, A street collapsed A love that never ends, A politician who looks the other way do nothing, a respect that is earned, a lost innocence, A heart that is accelerated when an enemy comes back, A police officer who insults me, A place far from here , a feeling that is hidden for fear that they will say of me, A family that embraces A brother of another race, A leader who smiles, A council without further decline, A shortcut, A luxury that distracted me, A calm that envelops me if the sun goes down, A scent that brings back memories, A girl who does not know I observe, A photo album broken but still keep it, A freedom that Hull, A micro who understands me, A just revenge, A secret that is sold, Story without understanding, A woman's body, A kiss distant A moment of pleasure, A exite yesterday that no longer and a world that rejects us. A Day In Suburbia
And to tell you that I can bear it, not desfallescan , that our glory days are approaching, that only those who deserve it will be free , going for you, my brothers from another mother will be indestructible, spit your anger, do not tell you is right or wrong, what you get rot, gladiators without dagger by all that I feel and accept me as I am, going for you b-boys!
a difficult time relaxing silence, A man who does not surrender, A simple straw dog, a distance that is assumed, A joint that is consumed, One night , A square A bottle that unites us, A rhyme that escapes, A dream to achieve, A schedule imprisoned, A man who does not want to hear, A mother I wait, An act of kindness, A crime, A rap that raises when the rest of depresses me, A love you, A bye, and why?, a way that protects me because I looked for me, A ticket out of my pocket, A vacuum A neighborhood I remember where mine, A sin without remorse, even A fun toy, One way One Life, One Death , A portrait without a frame,
A run roughshod over a puddle, A blank page that follows, A song, A childbirth Leap, A cry, A drop of blood drying on the asphalt, A weeping tree leaves, rotting statue, A sky I never see because the smoke covers it A gift that I appreciate, Art that makes me tremble, A sea that always listens when I speak, A home where I lay, a place of hatred and Fury, A day is suburbia.
