I hate myself more than I ever let on. I’m burned out at 32.
I lived too fast and I loved too much and I’ll die too young, but I chose this cup that I drank from.
Knew what I was getting into. But I couldn’t let out what I had to keep in.
I’m ashamed of myself and unspeakable sins that I’ve committed.
I’ve made mistakes but I’ll find my way. No explanation for the things I’ve failed at before.
They can’t hold my hand. It just hurts to be a man.
Through the tortures of the damned.
Don't wanna hear you talk at all
Just wanna see your dress fall
When the sun settles for a Monterrey day
Give me one night and we'll rock it away
It's just you and me
Baby come on
Come on baby and set me free
Oh yeah, baby come on
Don't wanna wait any second longer
This bitter taste is gonna make me feel stronger
I'm a roaring V4 in a shining Sentra
Give me one night and we'll rock it to hell
It's just you and me
Baby come on
Come on baby and set me free
Oh yeah, baby come on
She's a devil of a woman
She's a devil of a woman
She's a devil of a woman
And that's what I like with her.
A long time a go, getting a cup of coffee at Starbucks was great; good coffee, good atmosphere, good installations, interesting people, personalized attention, nice seats and decoration. Now getting a cup of coffee at Starbucks is vulgar. No more good coffee so much people, trivial conversations, mechanized “personal attention”. Clone by clone every Starbucks is the same decadent scene. Sadly I say good bye to and old friend called Starbucks. Now I’m in searching of new options, a fresh coffee shop that gives good coffee and good atmosphere. Some ideas?
Welcome to this new and fresh kavlex’s blogy. Say goodbye to the “ordinary life”. This blog is going to be so fun, interesting and freaky; I swear you. Today is Monday 13th maybe not a god day to start something or maybe the best day to start something. I chose the second one. What do you think ?
Pd. Tomorrow: “Tasty Mexican Cabrito”, Yummy!.
This isn’t who I am.
From confidence to self doubt in 60 seconds.
Storming stages and stereos from here to there,
trying to prove that I belong.
Trying to win approval from people that I don’t know.
And I look so strong
when the weight of all the world
don’t take it’s toll.
And I’d choose my sides
if I believed in what was right,
but I’m all wrong.
I’m not larger than life, I’m not taller than trees.
Do I mean what I say? Is it just this disease where I never go home.
Never telling the truth how this life eats away. Not admitting I’m fake
and I’m questioning whether this whole thing was worth it to die poor and all alone?
Just don’t tell me this doesn’t mean the world,
because my ears would bleed and my heart would hit the floor.
My mouth’s shooting blanks.
This situation’s unbearable,
I’ve gotten vulnerable.
Now anyone is free to waltz right in.
My temple’s been invaded
and there’s nobody guarding it.
All over this lonely life,
but what’s so wrong with being all alone?
Alone’s the only way I’ve ever known.
Do not dream about success. Wake up and achive it.
Austerity forces you to focus on what really works. First you think about the problem in a million different ways.
Jose Antonio we always be together, see you in heaven. God bless you.
Conserve water and reduce the time you spend in the kitchen by using a water bottle instead of always reaching for a new glass. Keep the bottle in the shade and your water will stay pleasantly cool. And think about all those glasses you aren’t washing.
