viernes, 30 de octubre de 2009

Say Goodbye


you don't know me like you knew me. you stopped listening the moment that i needed you the most. you can't see me like you saw me. truth comes easy but it's hard for you to pull me from the ground...
so i scream, scream cause it hurts, your every word cuts me inside and leaves me worse. there's no way back and what if there was,
you'd still be you and i'd still need to say goodbye.
maybe you don't love me like i love you baby, cause the broken in you doesn't make me run. there is beauty in the dark side, i'm not frightened without it i could never feel the sun...
nothing will ever change no matter what you say, i'm still gonna be the same. the harder we try, the harder that we fight, can't get it right...
say goodbye.. say goodbye.. say goodbye

jueves, 29 de octubre de 2009

A Perfectly Good Heart


maybe i should've seen the signs, should've read the writing on the wall, and realized by the distance in your eyes that i would be the one to fall. no matter what you say, i still can't believe that you would walk away. it don't make sense to me, but:
why would you wanna break a perfectly good heart? why would you wanna take our love and tear it all apart, now? why would you wanna make the very first scar? why would you wanna break a perfectly good heart?
it's not unbroken anymore.
how do i get it back the way it was before?

miércoles, 28 de octubre de 2009

Forever & Always


once upon a time i believe it was a tuesday when i caught your eye, we caught onto something. i hold onto the night, you looked me in the eye and told me you loved me. were you just kidding cause it seems to me, this thing is breaking down, we almost never speak... i don't feel welcome anymore, baby what happened, please tell me, cause one second it was perfect.. now you're half way out the door. and i stare at the phone, he still hasn't called and then you feel so low, you can't feel nothing at all. and you flashback to when he said forever and always... and it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong. it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone. i was there when you said forever and always... was i out of line? did I say something way too honest? made you run and hide like a scared little boy. i looked into your eyes thought i knew for a minute now i'm not so sure. so here's to everything coming down to nothing, here's to silence that cuts me to the core. where is this going? thought i knew for a minute but i don't anymore.

forever and always

you didn't mean it baby... i don't think so. back up, baby back up... did you forget everything? back up, baby back up... did you forget everything? back up, baby back up... please back up, oh back up, back up, baby back up... and i stare at the phone... he still hasn't called and then you feel so low, you can't feel nothing at all, and you flashback to when we said forever and always... cause it rains in your bedroom everything is wrong... it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone, i was there when you said forever and always... you didn't mean it baby... you said forever and always... yeah

martes, 27 de octubre de 2009

Brick By Boring Brick


she lives in a fairy tale, somewhere too far for us to find. forgotten the taste and smell of the world that she's left behind. it's all about the exposure the lens i told her, the angles were all wrong now she's ripping wings off of butterflies. keep your feet on the ground when your head's in the clouds.
well go get your
shovel and we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle, bury the castle...
go get
your shovel and we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle, bury the castle...
so one day he found
her crying coiled up on the dirty ground. her prince finally came to save her and the rest you can figure out. it was a trick and the clock struck twelve well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick or the wolf's gonna blow it down. keep your feet on the ground when your head's in the clouds.
well go get your
shovel and we'll dig a deep hole, to bury the castle, bury the castle...
go get
your shovel and we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle, bury the castle...
well you built up a
world of magic because your real life is tragic, yeah you built up a world of magic. if it's not real you can't hold it in your hands, you can't feel it with your heart and i won't believe it. but if it's true you can see it with your eyes, even in the dark and that's where i want to be.
go get your
shovel, we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle, bury the castle. go get your shovel and we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle, bury the castle...

lunes, 26 de octubre de 2009

Falta de Serotonina


La Serotonina (5-hidroxitriptamina, o 5-HT), es una monoamina neurotransmisora sintetizada en las neuronas serotoninérgicas en el SNC y las células eterocromafines (células de Kulchitsky) en el tracto gastrointestinal de los animales y del ser humano.

La serotonina también se encuentra en varias setas y plantas incluyendo frutas y vegetales. En el SNC, se cree que la serotonina representa un papel importante como neurotransmisor, en la inhibición del enfado, la inhibición de la agresión, la temperatura corporal, el humor, el sueño, el vómito, la sexualidad y el apetito. Estas inhibiciones están relacionadas directamente con síntomas de depresión.

La función serotoninérgica es fundamentalmente inhibitoria. Ejerce influencia sobre el sueño y se relaciona también con los estados de ánimo, las emociones y los estados depresivos. Afecta al funcionamiento vasculas asi como la frecuencia del latido cardíaco, regula la secreción de hormonas, como la de crecimiento. Cambios en el nivel de esta sustancia se asocian con desequilibrios mentales como la ezquizofrenia o el autismo infantil.

También juega un papel importante en el TOC, un desorden de ansiedad.

Algunos hongos alucinógenos, el LSD y el MDMA actúan fuertemente en los receptores serotonínicos.

Entre las funciones fisiológicas de la serotonina destaca la inhibición de la secreción gástrica, la estimulación de la musculatura lisa y la secreción de hormonas por parte de la hipófisis.

Los bajos niveles de serotonina en personas con fibromialgia explican en parte el porqué de los dolores y los problemas para dormir. Dichos niveles bajos se han asociado también a estados agresivos, depresión y ansiedad e incluso a las migrañas, debido a que cuando los niveles de serotonina bajan, los vasos sanguíneos se dilatan.

SuperStar


this is wrong but i can't help but feel like there ain't nothing more out here. misty morning comes again and i can't help but wish i could see your face. and i knew from my personal plate, i'd be breaking all my rules to see you. you smile that beautiful smile and all the girls in the front row scream your name.
so dim that spotlight, tell me things like "i can't take my eyes off of you". i'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl who's desperately in love with you. give me a photograph to hang on my wall, superstar.
good morning, loneliness comes around when i'm not dreaming about you. when my world wakes up today, you'll be in another town. and i knew when i saw your face i'd be counting down the ways to see you. and you smile that beautiful smile, and all the girls in the front row scream your name.
so dim that spotlight, tell me things like "i can't take my eyes off of you". i'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl who's desperately in love with you. give me a photograph to hang on my wall, superstar.
you played in bars, you play guitar and i'm invisible and everyone knows who you are. and you'll never see you sing me to sleep every night from the radio.
so dim that spotlight, tell me things like "i can't take my eyes off of you". i'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl who's desperately in love with you. give me a photograph to hang on my wall, superstar.
sweet, sweet superstar... superstar.

sábado, 24 de octubre de 2009

Terapia


Paciente: Estoy mal loco muy mal, re bajón.
Psicologa: Bueno, no lo reprimas. Decilo... asociación libre.
Paciente: Es asi mirá. Este flaco se cortó el pelo entendés? Y no es algo como decir le creció la chota(cosa de todos los días). No, esto es algo nuevo una nueva aventura que estoy lista para vivir junto a el de su hand entendés?. Y el flaco no está aca, vive re lejos, se llama Joseph. Pero el flaco no me conoce y yo le quiero chuponear la verga hasta dejarsela morada... Pero qué pasa? El tipo es medio maraca y si yo le manoseo la verga cuando venga a Argentna va a decir "Hay esta me toco la chota, es re maleducada". Y yo que voy a hacer? Me voy a poner re sad boluda porque digo "Uh no le gustó que le haga la manuela :S". Entendés? Es re triste porque ahora con el pelo asi siento que vuelve a ser Joe, mi Joe, el de antes con el que me reia y el pibe copado que decia boludes tras boludes y tengo miedo, entiende doña? De que no se de que carajo tengo miedo... Pero vos no te hagas la grosa con el porque todo mal y no nos casamos , entendés? Y las minitas se lo toman con soda y no es asi ESTE FLACO SE CORTO ELPELO, ES EL DE ANTES, OSEA ES JOE JONAS EL BOLUDO, Y LO AMO ASI COMO ES PERO EL SE CORTO, YA ESTA LO AMO MAS. COMO HAGO SI CON TODO EL AMOR QUE SIENTO POR EL YA NO TENGO LUGAR EN MI CORAZON PARA ALGUIEN MAS? Y COMO HAGO SI CUANDO SALE EL LO RECUERDO EL NOMBRE JOSEPH? Y CUANDO ME ACUESTO DESPUES DE CADA ATARDECER PIENSO EN QUE ME GUSTARÍA HABERME DORMIDO CON UN BESO DE EL? QUE HAGO DOCTORA?
Psicologa: Bueno es algo complicado, yo creo que es un mecanismo de defensa... aunque hay veces que no funciona asi. Porque llegan estos momentos en que las emociones se mezclan y lo que sentis es mas angustia/melancolia, pero es hasta que todo se estabilice
Paciente: HAAA OK(?. Osea que va a llegar un momento en el que voy a estar en la etapa de aceptacion y me voy a sentir mejor?
Psicologa: Claro, pero hay algo q no entiendo. Porque me confundis... Es como que estás mal, pero te gusta que se corto el pelo. No entiendo
Paciente: Yo tampoco. TKTKTKTKTTKTKTTKTKT (risa brasuca) ES QUE ESTOY MAL PORQUE ESTOY EN SHOCK, ESTOY COMO QUE NO ENTIENDO Y ME SIENTO IMBECIL ENTIENDE?
Psicologa: Si, lo importante es que puedas superarlo... Y yo se que vos podés.
Paciente: ES MEJOR QUE ESO PASE. GRACIAS DRA PUTA. ES LA MAS MEJOR DE TODAS♥
Psicologa: Lo se, para esto estoy... Y como te sentis con respecto a eso(???)
Paciente: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJAJAJAJA. COMO EL ORTO. PORQUE NO ENTIENDO QUIEN SOY, PERDI MI IDENTIDAAAAAAAAD. TNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (no brasuca)
Psicologa: Vas a ver, que mañana cuando te despiertes todo va a ser color d rosas
Paciente: SISI ESPERO. GRACIAS♥

Emergency


i really need this, just made my day.
thanks for being Starbucks ♥
(yes, i know it's just a coffe)

Still In Love With You


he was all i ever wanted, he was all i ever needed and more... he walked out my door. then he went away, left my heart in two, left me standing here... singing all these blues.
you left without a single word, not even sorry. it might've hurt worse to hear you say "i'm leaving, goodbye".
but your smile still makes my heart sing another sad song. i can't forget it, i won't regret it... cause i'm still in love with you.
we had fun under the sun and when winter came he'd be my angel... we were so in love. then he went away, left my heart in two, left me standing here... singing all these blues.
still in love with you...
i don't know what hurts worse baby seeing you with her or being alone on my own.
i know she doesn't love you baby... not like i did. what's the point? you're not listening ANYWAY.
you left without a single word not even sorry. it might've hurt worse to hear you say "i'm leaving, goodbye".
but your smile still makes my heart sing another sad song. i can't forget it, i won't regret it...
cause i'm still in love with you.

viernes, 23 de octubre de 2009

Don't Forget


did you forget that i was even alive?
did you forget everything we ever had?
did you forget... did you forget about me?
did you regret ever standing by my side?
did you forget what we were feeling inside?
now i'm left to forget about us
but somewhere we went wrong, we were once so strong
our love is like a song... you can't forget it
so now i guess, this is where we have to stand
did you regret ever holding my hand?
never again... please don't forget
don't forget
we had it all, we were just about to fall
even more in love than we were before
i won't forget, i won't forget about us
somewhere we went wrong, we were once so strong
our love is like a song... you can't forget it at all
and at last, all the pictures have been burned
and all the past is just a lesson that we've learned
i won't forget... please don't forget us
but somewhere we went wrong
our love is like a song, but you won't sing along
you've forgotten about us