domingo, julio 31, 2011
viernes, julio 29, 2011
You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go
And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head
Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur
Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door
You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true
Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do
More than anything I want to see you, girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world
jueves, julio 28, 2011
miércoles, julio 27, 2011
martes, julio 26, 2011
cómo me hubiera gustado que suárez, al cabecearle la globa a forlán, hubiera gritado, "tuya héctor"
domingo, julio 24, 2011
jueves, julio 07, 2011
sfo, ca
