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lunes, agosto 23

(500) days of Summer

I'm in love with Summer.
I love her smile. I love her hair. I love her knees.
I love her heart shaped birthmark she has on her neck.

I hate Summer.
I hate her crooked teeth. I hate her 1960's haircut.
And I hate her cockroach shaped splotch on her neck.

(Como la vida misma...)

martes, agosto 17

Nota mental

Hoy mi buena psicóloga me dio un recordatorio para usar de ahora en adelante y fue un día bastante reflexivo. Después de semanas enteras de caos mental; Angustia, depresión, mal humor, cansancio, odio hacia mí, ganas del suicidio, decepción, entre otras cosas que prefiero no repetir, ¡hoy digo BASTA PARA MÍ! Tengo que sacar toda la mierda que tengo adentro, todas las penas y la gente que me hace mal, alejarlas. Divertirme, drogarme, reír, bailar, cantar y compartir muchos de estos momentos y más con las personas que realmente sé que valen la pena es lo que tengo y quiero hacer. Son pocos, pero son lo que tengo. Yo sé lo que quiero y lo que no, lo que me hace bien y lo que no. Por suerte, no perdí ese buen don de la decisión que suelo tener. Hoy más que nunca busco mi paz, mi equilibrio mental. De ahora en más, cuando tenga dudas con respecto a qué o quién soy, recordaré:

TENER

HACER

PENSAR

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SER

Sophie S.

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Ladies you're damn right, you can't read a man's mind. We're living in two tribes and heading for war. Nobody's perfect, we've all got to work it, but fellas we're worth it so don't break the law. Your call's late, big mistake! You've gotta hang about in limbo for as long as I take. Next time read my mind and I'll be good to you. We're gift wrapped kitty cats, we only turn into tigers when we've got to fight. Let's go Eskimo, out into the blue. Come take my hand, understand that you can. You're my man and I need you tonight. Come make my dreams. Honey hard as it seems lovin' me is as easy as pie! I'm just a love machine feeding my fantasy, give me a kiss or three and I'm fine. I need a squeeze a day instead of this negligee. What will the neighbors say? This time. I've been goin' crazy while you sleep, thinkin' of a language that the two of us can speak. So Mr. Prehistoric make your wheel and I'll be underwater 'cause I like the way it feels. Oh, it's very new! Can anybody tell me what to do? Oh, this feeling's very strange! Can anybody tell me what's your game?

Sin piedad dejas atrás un séquito de vana idolatría. Sos tan espectacular que no podés ser mía nada más (tenés que ser de todos). La piel, los labios donde roza la bambula serán mi prado, mi vergel. Ya sé que el camino a la fama no significa nada si no hay un ambición. ¿Cuál es? Hacerte muy putita, probar tu galletita con toda devoción. Ya sé, ya sé cual es... Ya sé. Derramas esa impresión de ser la acción que encarna la ternura. A tu alrededor no hay humildad, la venus es caricatura (tenés que ser de todos). La piel, los labios donde roza la bambula serán mi prado, mi vergel. Ya sé que el camino a la fama no significa nada si no hay una ambición. ¿Cuál es? hacerte muy putita, probar tu galletita con toda devoción. Ya sé, ya sé cual es... Ya sé.

Bipolaridad

Es un desorden caracterizado por cambios extremos de ánimo, energía y habilidad para funcionar. Los cambios de ánimo ocasionados por la bipolaridad son diferentes de los decaimientos normales. Aquellos pueden lastimar las relaciones interpersonales y causar un pobre desempeño en el trabajo en la escuela, y, con frecuencia se asocian a los síntomas psicóticos, tales como las alucinaciones, desilusiones o con desórdenes del pensamiento. Los dos extremos de la enfermedad son la manía (cuando la energía llega a su máximo punto para convertirse en euforia o irritabilidad) y la depresión (cuando aparece el letargo y el estado de ánimo es gris).

Let me tell you what I do when my day is over. After picking the right clothes for about an hour. Oh, I'm turning orange from all the carats around my neck. Tonight, I'm takin' out the bling and I'm dressed to impress. I'm gettin' ready for my night out on the town. I'm lookin' hot cuz you know we are holdin' it down. Rockin' high-tops and sayin' no to stilettos. Cause I might get drunk off my ass and I don't wanna fall. Out on the streets all the taxis are showin' me love. Cause I'm shinin' like a princess, in the middle of thugs. And at the clubs, the bouncers recognize my face. So while your waiting in the line, we just enter the place. Let's get this party started right, Let's get drunk and freaky fly, You with me so it's alright, We gonna stay up the whole night. I'm callin' all my ladies at the table of 3. Throwin' back a couple bottles and the tabs on me. I been waitin' to get crazzzy. Table dancin', smashin' glasses, its nice to get naughty. Now we all ready to head out of the VIP. I'm lookin' good and I can feel that all eyes are on me. It's time to show 'em how we do on the floor. You and me, c'mon lets take it to the next level. Let's all go to the hotel pool as we finish the bottle. Maybe kiss and don't tell, it's the rule around here. You must have put me under a spell I lose control when your near.

Históricamente, los gatos negros fueron asociados simbólicamente a brujería y al mal. El gato era adorado en Egipto y matar a uno era considerado un crimen capital. En Europa, un gato negro que cruza su trayectoria se considera buena suerte; sin embargo, fueron vistos por la iglesia como asociados a las brujas. El gato negro fue visto generalmente como buena suerte; sin embargo, en USA y zonas de Europa, la asociación con las brujas los hizo ser considerados como portadores de mala suerte.

Oh, the razorblade, that's what I call love, I bet you'd pick it up and mess around with it if I put it down. It gets extremely complicated. Anything to forget everything. You've got to take me out, at least once a week. Whether I'm in your arms or I'm at your feet. I know exactly what you're thinking. You won't say it now but in your heart it's loud. Oh no, my feelings are more important than yours. Oh, drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry. Let it go. Oh, the razorblade, wish it would snap this rope. The world is in your hands or it's at your throat. At times it's not that complicated. Anything to forget everything. He would never talk but he was not shy. She was a street-smart girl but she could not lie. They were perfect for each other. Say it now 'cause in your heart it's loud! Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course. Everyone that wanted everything that we would take from them. I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know. Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me! No, don't... Okay.

Lady, where has your love gone? I was looking but can't find it anywhere. They always offer when there's loads of love around but, when you're short of some, it's nowhere to be found. Well, I know your game, you told him yesterday "No chance, you'll get nothin' from me" but now she's there, you're there, everybody's there. He's in turmoil, as puzzled as can be. Just like me. Let's go down, down, low down where I know I should not go. Oh, and she thinks she's the one but she's just one in 24. And just 'cause everybody's doin' it, does that mean that I can, too? Lady, where has your love gone? It was the anti-septic to the sore. To hold you by the hand must be first, be in demand. How he longs for you to long for him once more. Just once more. Her eyes went down and cut you up and there's nothing like a dirty look from the one you want, or the one you've lost. An ache in your soul is everybody's goal to get what they can't have. That's why you're after her and that's why she's after him but sayin' it wont change a thing. And they'll realise that it wont change a thing. Realise that it wont change a thing...