soy un perdedor, im a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Talk

Oh brother I can´t, I can´t get through 
I´ve been trying hard to reach you, cause I don´t know what to do 
Oh brother I can´t believe it´s true 
I´m so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you 
Oh I wanna talk to you 
You can take a picture of something you see 
In the future where will I be? 
You can climb a ladder up to the sun 
Or write a song nobody has sung 
Or do something that´s never been done 

Are you lost or i n c o m p l e t e? 
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can´t find your missing piece? 
Tell me how do you feel? 
Well I feel like they´re talking in a language I don´t speak 
And they´re talking it to me 

So you take a picture of something you see 
In the future where will I be? 
You can climb a ladder up to the sun 
Or a write a song nobody has sung 
Or do something that´s never been done 
Do something that´s never been done 

So you don´t know were you´re going, and you wanna talk 
And you feel like you´re going where you´ve been before 
You tell anyone who´ll listen but you feel ignored 
Nothing´s really making any sense at all 
Let´s talk, let´s ta-a-alk 
Let´s talk, let´s ta-a-alk

"i like you" 

"i don't think so"

Arcade Fire - Deep Blue (HQ)

“Life’s too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don’t care.”

—	Matty Healy (the 1975)

Molly's chambers

Free- that's all that she could bleed
That’s why she’ll never stay
White- bare naked in the night
And lookin’ for some play
Just another girl that wants to rule the world
At any time or place
And when she gets into your head
You know she’s there to stay

You want it
She’s got it
Molly’s Chamber's gonna change your mind
She’s got your
Your pistol
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind

Slow- She’s burnin’ in your soul
With whispers in your ear
It’s okay I’ll give it anyway
Just get me outta here
You’ll plead- you’ll get down on your knees
For just another taste
And when you think she’s let you in
That’s when she fades away

You want it
She’s got it
Molly’s Chamber's gonna change your mind
She’s got your
Your pistol
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind

You want it 
Well she's got it
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind
You want it
She’s got it
Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol

“I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to.”

—	Donnie Darko (2001)

“I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.”

—	Friedrich Nietzsche

At the bottom

Wait
I watched you throw out your bouquet
Now i think about you everyday
I'm alone now in my bed

And there's a lake
And at the bottom you'll find all my friends
They don't swim cause they're all dead
We never are what we intend, or invent
'Cause I make little lies and then I pull them apart
Think something dark's living down in my heart

And if I wanted to die before I got old
I should've started some years ago digging that hole
Well I carry this box to the proper place
And when I lower it down
I let it you fade away
I hope that you would do this for me
Well I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me

A deer that a hunter shot in the heart
Some dogs that got hit by cars
All came to spill their guts

And we spoke
About the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
And which psalms we had loved the most
And then we all turned to dirt
And dust
Some men die under the mountain just looking for gold
Some die looking for a hand to hold

Well I carry this box to its proper place
And when I lower it down
I let you fade away
I hope that you would do this for me
Well I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me
I'm slowly bringing you down from the Heavenly gates
Now I'm drowning in the flood I made
Well explain myself to me on the other side
I'll watch from Heaven when I die

Well I carry this box to the proper place
And when I lower it down
I let you fade away
I hope that you would do this for me
Well I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me

One, two, three, four...

I'm feeling kind of lazy

I don't like this place.

“Viernes 28 de febrero 1959: yo no me siento feliz de sentirme desgraciado. Me siento simplemente desgraciado.”

—	Mario Benedetti, La Tregua

"Hepburn stepped right into the middle of America’s century with a look that was at once sophisticated and attainable. At a time when women began to look for role models who were not emblematic of men’s fantasies but their own."