lunes, 9 de agosto de 2010
"Darle amistad a quien busca amor, es como darle pan a quien tiene sed" leí una vez, y comprendí todo. Es como dos peluqueros que buscan peinar a la misma persona, uno intenta que tenga rulos y el otro busca el pelo lacio. Nunca van a llegar a nada, el pelo nunca va a tener rulos y jamás va a ser lacio. Pero cada uno se empecina en que quede como él quiere y el pelo se termina desgastando y muere. Ahora lo entiendo, quizá un poco tarde...
viernes, 6 de agosto de 2010
martes, 3 de agosto de 2010
What it feels like for a girl?
Silky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy, baby
Tight blue jeans
Skin that shows in patches
Strong inside but you don't know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak?
Do you know what it feels like for a girl?
Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl?
Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby
Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting
Hurt that's not supposed to show and
Tears that fall when no one knows
When you're trying hard to be your best
Could you be a little less
Do you know what it feels like for a girl?
Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl?
Lips as sweet as candy, baby
Tight blue jeans
Skin that shows in patches
Strong inside but you don't know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak?
Do you know what it feels like for a girl?
Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl?
Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby
Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting
Hurt that's not supposed to show and
Tears that fall when no one knows
When you're trying hard to be your best
Could you be a little less
Do you know what it feels like for a girl?
Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl?
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