5 cosas extrañas de la histerica con estilo

1.     tengo una codependencia severa a un oso león de peluche

2.    la cara mas rara que hago es (involuntariamente) cuando me delineo los ojos

3.    duermo con la misma almuhada desde los 3 años (si no la tengo me siento muy mal y soy capaz de no pegar un ojo en toda la noche)

4.    tengo una obsesión insana hacia los cuadernos (mientras mas cuadernos y hojas tenga mejor, por mas que nunca los use)

5.    detesto los baños de las escuelas (no me da ir sabiendo que tantos alumnos pasan por ese lugar el mismo día)

una persona variada

I open my lungs dear,

I sing this song at funerals... No rush.

These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.

A baby boy you've held so tightly, this pain it visits almost nightly.

Missing hotel beds I feel your touch.

I will wait dear,

A patient of eternity, my crush.

A universal still, No rust.

No dust will ever grow in this frame,

One million years I will say your name.

I love you more than I can ever scream.

We booked our flight those years ago,

I said I love you as I left you.

Regrets still haunt my hollow head,

But I promised you I will see you again, again.

I sit here and smile dear,

I smile because I think of you and blush.

These bleeding hollow dials... This fuss.

A fuss is made of miles and travels when roadways are but stones and gravel.

A bleeding heart and conquer every crutch.

We booked our flight those years ago,

You said you loved me as you left me.

Regrets still haunt your saddened head but I promised you I will see you.

We booked our flight those years ago,

I said I loved you and I left you.

Regrets no longer in my head,

I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, again, again.

I'm home again

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