jueves, 22 de abril de 2010

I wake up every evening with a big smile on my face, and it never feels out of place.
When you see my faceI hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell
My name is... Anastasia


(para Flor Malamud y Anita Macri)
Just leave ir in the past, easy.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW !


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You been a very, very bad girl, Gaga...

jueves, 15 de abril de 2010

Come here, rude boy boy. Can you get it up?
Come here, rude boy boy. Is you big enough?
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
the lights will inspire you,
lets here it for New York, New York, New York

I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing
I have no choice, i hear your voice
Feels like flying...
I close my eyes. Oh god i think i'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me!
I try to say goodbye and I choke
I try to walk away and I stumble
Though I try to hide it it's clear
My world crumbles when you are not near 

Hey yo B. What up A. What we want? Want them to say:

Say you love me, say you love me, then put it in a love song
Say you need me, say you need me, then write it in a letter for me
Say you want me, say you want me, then text me on the cell phone
Say you love me, say you love me, then put me in a love song 

Tell me just what you want me to be
One kiss and boom you´re the only one for me
So please tell me why don´t you come around no more?
Cause right now I´m crying outside the door of your candy store
 
Your sword’s grown old and rusty burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time you’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes that now you’re giving up the gun

Can call all you want but there's no one home and you're not gonna reach my telephone! 
'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub' and you're not gonna reach my telephone 

sábado, 10 de abril de 2010

Just... disappear.
You can help me die better. That's what you're saying. You can help me die BETTER. Well, I'm not gonna do that, okay? I'd rather die outside.

21 Grams

How many lives do we live? How many times do we die? They say we all lose 21 grams... at the exact moment of our death. Everyone. And how much fits into 21 grams? How much is lost? When do we lose 21 grams? How much goes with them? How much is gained? How much is gained? Twenty-one grams. The weight of a stack of five nickels. The weight of a hummingbird. A chocolate bar. How much did 21 grams weigh?

viernes, 2 de abril de 2010

Hey, mi casa su casa.
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
Don´t tell that bull shit