Oh Mama,when I grow up I wanna be very special

Por todos los lugares existentes ,visitados y no visitados,deslumbrantes aparentes y anticipados.Quiero ser libre,quiero jugar,quiero no estar en la tierra y nunca aterrizar,meterme en una maleta y viajar.Pero si te hace feliz compralo si no te convence dejalo. Inspirarte en cada instante, fascinante,delirante, te quiero vestir a mi manera,quiero que expreses lo que siento,si lo que pienso. O si lo prefieres,eventos diarios no relevantes antes de ser capturados en la vida cotidiana.

lunes, 2 de marzo de 2009

Bruises

Once I got drunk and danced alot.
Once I got drunk and hit my head with the ground.
Once I got drunk and told him I loved him.
Once I got drunk and met a boy.
Once I got drunk and kissed a girl.
Once I got drunk and fucked my best friend.
Once I got drunk and pucked in an airplane.
Once I got drunk and could not walk.
Once I got drunk and held scissors with my right hand.
Once I got drunk and slept with a stranger.
Once I got drunk and cried at a concert.
Once I got drunk and got BRUISES all over my body.

The thing is, how could I?

I bet Ill be out of my mind soon.