Remembrances...

They might never die...

From nice moments you live, all it lasts are the remembrances of them. After some time you no longer know what was really true... the remembrances miss their smell, their taste, their colors... and soon all you have is some pictures taken, where you see the smiley you had on your face living what you believed was the best day of your life...
you wonder if these memories are being shared by the one who lived them with you...
And it´s funny how wonderful moments full of happiness become simple remembrances which become tears cause you cant get that day back, then everything becomes nostalgy and at last all you want is get free of them... you wish all those remembrances stay where they belong to. somewhere in the past!
Everytime I think they have gone... they get awake by a smell, a song... and someday, hopefully, by the taste of your lips!

This song was made to me! he just didn´t know...

This song, this movie... Shes a 13 years old girl stuck on a 30 yrs old woman´s body...

any similarity is just coincidence... lol

yeah... sometimes I feel like a young teen stuck in this body...

The lyrics of this song is almost a reading of my soul =) join it!

I wish this song would reminde YOU of me =) YOUR girl!

everything is relative

What should we believe? Things are what they are untill someone convinces us of something else. black is black till someone says its white.
In the past they used to say the earth was squared... and who would be crazy enough to say it was not... you could end getting your body burnt by intolerant people who would say you were a witch, a wizard... whatever... but then someone convinced the humanity that the earth was round. And well, ok... its round... I heard that as a kid, for some time at least. The year next my new teacher said the Earth had the shape of a pear... the year next the earth is round but flattened at the poles... too much information to my juvenile brain! but at least, nowadays, if I decide to believe the Earth is a huge triangle the maximum I can get is being known as lunatic...

We are kind of conditioned to believe what people tell us to. Its easier! My mom used to complain about heartburn everytime she would have lemon... and holly crap! we would feel this having lemon! then we saw on tv lemon is a great medicine against stomachache... and it works lol Whats the explanation?? the power of persuasion? what´s behind all those informations? someone wishing to sell more lemons?? lol

I guess my questioning spirit has blossomed lately... specially after I heard pluto lost its status of planet...lol and now, out of the blue I have to accept that pluto is just a... well I even don´t know what .

To summarize... Well, all this makes me feel powerless and controled by other people who create a World that we believe its right there but will never get the chance to verify by ourselves!

That´s it!

Im so bored... I miss something... someone...
I hate this feeling of being powerless about something.
NOTHING I can do to have you here.
I wanna be with you sharing the air you breath...
If this is not love, its a lot like it!

Trying a new way of life!!!

How can something loose its own essence? is that possible? My essence is passion! I have this passionate soul, wich I don´t know if it´s a gift or a misfortune. It might seem cute in other people´s eyes but painfull to my poor heart!
Thats why I decided to become this cold hearted monster who uses the heart just to bomb its blood to the rest of the body =P
jeez....

sometimes i make questions which I previously know the answer. sometimes I take some actions which I already know the reactions. sometimes I let myself go into when I know how hard is going to be to get back.
People around find me clever, some say im strong... I guess im better pretender. I dont tell the mistakes I make and dont show my tears, at least not as often...
time passes by in a non stoping way and im still here wondering wht I was made for.whats my goal... I know my desires, my wishes, the things that make me breath deep... but getting these things is a hard task.
Am I strong enough to go through life? or life is just going through me?
When I find things that would probably make me happy, I find out they are further than the distance tht sepates us...