January 2011
11 posts
Jan 31st
To float is to fall
                         If I wallow in the mud that your tears form and I, being ground to tread if I open my fingers in the air taking a breather you know, it was just stupidity if I watch the life rolling just waiting Its stupid detention if I think the only way to float is to fall understand, it was just stupidity                            (Lucybell)
Jan 20th
why...
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Jan 20th
“Prometo darte tantas rosas como espinas te claves….”
Jan 19th
Cicatrices
                        Uncertain words filling my head with illusions, brittle promises feeding an emotional symbiosis. In my soul… buried as grime on a white wall, like such a tangle that I can never solve…                         A tainted soul dont restore the purity of its brightness never.
Jan 19th
ListenKyst.  The wet kiss of the sand Above...
Jan 15th
Ednis dit ça
                                                                    Im still thinking Im a cute rabbit… Even with a few winters passed trough this eyes, life has showed me how cruel it can be when you act by inertia, If you dont take the choices, someone will do it for you, and  you probably would not like the results, then, you are going to ask yourself ¨”What the hell I was...
Jan 13th
Danza de libelulas
        Love has to be an intense electric shock of feelings, Love has to be a mixture of every pore that trembles to the tact. Drinking each other until we vomit every morning our lovers name…
Jan 13th
My hermetic treasure
                             Between worms and pulsions, the only thing I treasure is that inconsistent, fluctuant and twisted sensitivity for see as a complicated and unintelligible way, things that in fact are very easy to endure…
Jan 12th
Dreams with no sense
                          
Jan 11th
Today I want doubt everything
But with the same intensity I want to be transparent, Clear as the water of the poles sometime were,… an utopic dream comes to me, stop having things to hide from myself, no pretentions, no vanity, to control my ego and his enormous tentacles waiting for my fall…
Jan 11th