Strikes Once Again

Loneliness strikes one more time.

It's always the same. Why does it have to be that way?

Holding on to nothing at all, looking for something meaningful.

Disappointed time and time again.

No roses no flowers to fill my heart.

Emptiness, sadness, always falling apart.

I wonder if things will ever change.

Will I always find myself writing the same entrance?

Voices In The Woods

If anyone feels like watching a video, I'd really appreciate if you took a look at this short film my classmates and I did as a school project (:

Here are two pics from the backstage:

It is based on the ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK format.

YOU TUBE LINK:

"VOICES IN THE WOODS"

Un Pez Entre La Multitud

Somos puros hasta el momento en que ingresamos en la sociedad. En ese instante, nos deshacemos de la libertad y ciegamente buscamos los grilletes. Nos perdemos a nosotros mismos en el mar de tormentos y reglas, intentando aferrarnos al más mínimo ápice de esencia que podamos conservar…

Elecciones de la Vida (Random Fragment)

Él no necesitaba que le dijesen cómo era vivir. Conocía demasiado bien lo que respirar significaba e implicaba.

Y, por esa misma razón, había intentado acabar con ello.

Había decidido desistir y anular el contrato que otra persona había firmado por él al nacer. Nadie elige vivir. Uno simplemente vive se decía a sí mismo con aflicción. Pero yo elegí morir pensó tristemente y heme aquí, tan vivo y vacío como siempre.

Those Beautiful Days

I enjoy being who I am now but... hell, I'd love to go back.

Not to change things but to live them all over again.

How I miss being a child, going to school, singing my lungs out when I heard my favorite song.

I miss innocence and dreams. I miss those beautiful days.

The Big Bang Theory Lover

I see them everywhere. I think I'm obsessed with this show. Everything seems to be related with The Big Bang Theory.

Thank you, Chuck Lorre, thank you, Bill Prady, for giving the world one of the best comedy tv shows ever.

Therapy, My Friend

They come to me whenever they feel down and so I listen. We talk for hours and I don't mind, because I care about them and I enjoy being helpful. Y sin embargo parece que sólo existo cuando tienen alguna inquietud o problema para el cual necesitan de mi asistencia u opinión.

It hurts to see those people you consider friends acercándose únicamente cuando quieren algo de mí.

It makes me realize once again how alone I am in this world.