"Me dijo que soy menos que la heroina, la heroina de su vida"


Me miro las manos,
me dijo que las lavara
que soy una sucia y una guarra
me destrozo el corazon,
palabra por palabra.

Se fue, se fue muy lejos
y volvia esnifando pegamento.
Volvio morena del sol,
con el pelo recogido y pestanyas postizas
y en la punta de la nariz,cocaina.

Llevo calcetines de abuela, por encima de la rodilla
son grises como las nubes y el mar.
Pero no son solo frases con las que me dejo llevar,
Si no diamantes y salmones que nadan contra-corriente
Para que sepa que no todo el mundo tiene que ser igual.


...y estoy en el bosque, un sombrero de paja y un paquete de cigarrillos.
Un rio que brilla y mis pies tocan el agua, los vaqueros subidos por la rodilla y bajo la mano, tocar, por tocar.
El agua es limonada y en vez de piedras diamantes,
los arboles tienes nueces, las nueces saben a whiskey, como tu boca.

fishbowls and golden glitter

Sale de casa y me aprieto los patines bien. Se sube el pelo y coge la mochila, saliendo por la puerta.
Hace mucha calor. Hay bicicletas por todos lados y va tranquila, para en un 24 y se compra una cocacola.
Se acerca al lago y hay muchisima gente de picnic. Delante del lago hay varios tios con toda la pinta de traficantes, y ella se pone al lado de uno.

Se quita los cascos y le mira.

"Hast du grass?"

El la mira de arriba y abajo con cara seria "wie viel willst du?"

"zehn"
Ella le mociona a qu elo quiere ver, y el le pasa una bolsita de un poco mas de medio gramo. Ella lo mira y se rie.

"Joder, macho, mecagoenlaputa con los alemanes estos", Ella se da la vuelta para irse pero el le para "Eh, tu hablas espanyol?"

Se da la vuelta y lo mira. "Si"

"Ven conmigo, y te dare algo de fumar de calidad"

pronto con fotos y video

En la cama, debajo de las sabanas, blanco y negro, una
gatita bailarina te mira sospechosamente.

(Me gustan los gatitos que saben a whiskey cuando les
beso)
Se estira y empieza a ronronear.

(Esos gatitos que comen verde marihuana, y beben whiskey
de botella, mi gatito me mira con los ojos perezosos y
susurra "miau miau, acariciame la panzita".)

Su nariz tiene un corazon rojo y parece que le cosquillea.

(Le beso la nariz y con su patita me arraña los mofletes, y
la sangre le da color a mi palida cara, me dice "tan
guapa como una muñequita, que señorita estas hecha".)

Me encantan los gatitos.

(Miauw)

my Inmortal love

esto es batman, y le dice a un trol: trol, subamos al batimovil, y el trol contesta: guguhagregdi

us big girls we don't cry
and sometimes i wish we could
we could not cry together again.


Next Monday will be the first Monday I'll love.

Me gustan los gatitos que saben a whiskey cuando les beso.
Esos gatitos que comen verde marihuana, y beben whiskey de botella, mi gatito me mira con los ojos perezosos y susurra "miau miau, acariciame la panzita".
Le beso la nariz y con su patita me arraña los mofletes, y la sangre le da color a mi palida cara, me dice "tan guapa como una muñequita, que señorita estas hecha".
Me encantan los gatitos.

Me gustan los gatitos que saben a whiskey cuando les beso.
Esos gatitos que comen verde marihuana, y beben whiskey de botella, mi gatito me mira con los ojos perezosos y susurra "miau miau, acariciame la panzita".
Le beso la nariz y con su patita me arraña los mofletes, y la sangre le da color a mi palida cara, me dice "tan guapa como una muñequita, que señorita estas hecha".
Me encantan los gatitos.

Haven't been up to much lately, since I don't have a camera and my wacom tablet is broken, so I've been drawing on envelopes. Don't ask me why, I just have a thing for the frame...and drawing with a blue pen.
Yaaaaay.

Echandote de menos...

...Ms. Poppy Smith.

mi chico rosa

Ojala pudiera yo cantarte una cancion,
ojala pudiera escribir con tinta rosa,
y regalarte flores que te quiten la ropa.
Buscarte entre la maleza, si hay petalos de rosas,
no me sorprende ni me halaga,
solo con un beso te echo de mi cabeza.

I wish all those people in the background had weed.
And gave it to me.
Tha's Andres by the way :D

IwishIhadbeenatwoodstock

Expert singers, choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they snort like pigs in a sty, see how they snide.
I'm crying.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FEpQQ2LBMJY

Las mejores sonrisas siempre siguen la frase "te acuerdas de la vez que...?", y tu amiga ser rie, repite lo mismo que has dicho tu pero mas animada, la gente a tu alrededor os miran con cara rara, pues no estaban ahi.
Os entra la risa tonta, y luego cuando te vas a casa y estas en la cama, piensas en ese dia del que estabais hablando y te duermes con una sonrisa en la cara...




Para todas las chicas que me han ayudado dormirme con una sonrisa, y despertarme con ese animo que me falta ahora.

givememywacomback

So I've been drawing. ALOT.
And I was on a roll when shitfuckmotherfuckerdamnit my wacom tablet broke-again. This time it's completely unfixable.
So here is a tribute, some of the drawings my lovely wacom helped me create..:D

Münsterland.

So we have now been in Münster for about two months. The city is the complete oposite of Tarifa ( where I lived in Spain ). Pay is better, rent is cheaper and I have full health insurance for the first time in my whole life. I've already been to the doctor to get bloodtest (just a checkup), and I'm glad I got that over with, it was horrible, especially since the nurse was a completely bitch about it.
Anyhoo, yesterday tragedy stroke. My wacom tablet, already pretty ruffed up by my rabbit bitting it, broke definetely. Which has pushed me to updating my blog again, since drawing by hand is hard when I don't have anything other than a pen and pencil right now. So if there's money enough next month, I'll have to buy a new one.
On the other hand, soon I'll have a skateboard. I ordered one yesterday on a spurr for me and Andres.
Münster is really nice, it has large parks and a river, everybody has a bicicle, and even though it's a little cold and rainy, some of the days are really nice.
The city is full of college students and alternative people, so it feels nice to blend in.
Well this is y update for now.
See ya :)

The Girl Who Lived in Summer

She didn't search for herself in between the flowers. She knew she wouldn't find any that could talk back anymore. The sky wasn't blue and the clouds didn't draw pictures for her. She walked through the street and dead brown leaves fell from the trees. She started to run when she came to the forest, pulling out her hair and screaming. She ran and ran touching the trees and searching for a green patch. She ran past the river she had so many times dipped her toes in and tossed back her head listening to the water, but it was dry. She ran till it was dark and there where only shadows, and when she reached her favorite tree her feet were bleeding through her knee-high socks. Her favorite tree was also the biggest, with a big hole in the middle. She crawled into it, sniffing and trembling, and slowly fell asleep. And asleep she stayed forever, sometimes you can hear her whisper "don't die, mother earth, dont die...".
And all because no one told her that after spring and summer, came winter and fall.
Now she would never know.

I'm Back.

I haven't written anything in so long....
Alot of things have been happening. I got a job in Germany so I'm not living in Spain anymore.
I miss the sunny beach, but Germany has alot more to offer.
It's kind of strange since I'm only sixteen, and all my flatmates are over 20, Cristoff close to 30.
At least my wonderful boyfriend is with me!
He is the cutie in the picture.
So I'll be updating again more often now. Even though no one reads this.