Fuck.

Estoy tan relajada en estas vacaciones... que ando demasiado horney. Te odio Tumblr, por dejarme peor.

Savior

The night is deafening
When the silence is listening
And I'm down on my knees
And I know that something is missing

Because the back of my mind
Is holding things I'm relying in
But I choose to ignore it
Because I'm always denying them

I'm a bit of a manic
When it's not as I plan it
'Cause I start losing my head
And then I get up in a panic

Remember when we were kids
And always knew when to quit it?
Are we denying a crisis
Or are we scared of admitting it?
I don't want to know

I just wanna run to you
And break off the chains
And throw them away

I just wanna be so much
And shake off the dust
That turned me to rust

Sooner than later
I'll need a savior
I'll need a savior

It won't ever change
If you want it to stay the same
I really hate it but I know it's hard to choose
If you're chained

And when it's all you control
'Cause you've got nothing else to hold
You're getting tighter and tighter
It's getting harder to let it go
I don't want to know

I just wanna run to you
And break off the chains
And throw them away

I just wanna be so much
And shake off the dust
That turned me to rust

Sooner than later
I'll need a savior
I'll need a savior

Stand me up and maybe
I won't be so small
Free my hands and feet
And maybe I won't always fall, save me

Savior
I just wanna run to you
And break off the chains
And throw them away

I just wanna be so much
And shake off the dust
That turned me to rust

I just wanna run to you
And break off the chains
And throw them away

I just wanna be so much
And shake off the dust
That turned me to rust

Sooner than later
I'll need a savior
I'll need a savior

:)

Me gusta de vez en cuando ver mis viejas fotos de cortes. Lo siento demasiado ajeno, es como descubrir algo nuevo.

Este fue mi primer corte for real (https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho00QMMuO-K0ktVkgbhfljflEJFCEtZbi8rpyCNQyceyx3qvpTR1fsUsJotSb4rRf0FmjcRU-WmpxaWHLcUz-ryvggK1MCVcDh0bkwEd-gGHJPa7IOoAWWYH7BLgilxYNndIh9H9dLV00/s1600/nuu.jpg), lo hice con un fierro (al cortarse con alicate, tienen esas puntas...). Tiene una forma curiosa, me gustaba. Jamás lo oculté de nadie.

Estaba en el último día de clases de octavo básico, no recuerdo bien si encontré el fierro en el pasto, o en una sala. La cosa, es que ya me estaba creyendo el cuento de niña emo; derrepente me mandaba a cambiar odiando a todo el mundo, que tierna. Cómo era el último día, ya nadie estaba yendo efectivamente a clases, asi que las salas estaban desocupadas. Me encerré en una sala, y comencé a experimentar con el fierro. Hasta entonces, sólo me había hecho rasguños con metales, o me irritaba la piel con lápices. Cuando comencé a presionar el fierro contra la piel, y empecé a moverlo... descubrí el sonido de la piel a rajarse. Es hermoso. Salió algo de sangre, fue mi primer corte.

Aww, historia emotiva.

Kinda fucked up nowadays

Ya queda al menos solo una semana...

Época de exámenes

Y un poco de humor universitario, no?