Por Dios, no ando de humor, pero no lo podía dejar pasar...

es extraño presenciar la reunión de gallinas a esta hora

Phoenicoperus

Somebody stop me.

Why? Is it correct to give advice to people (asked advice, not free) if I cannot deal with my own life?. PLEASE!!!!! Somebody stop me. These past weeks have been pretty much the same. I do not know how people even take care of my opinion. I am not a fuckin' guru. And that's not recent. It has been since years ago. Maybe my nerdiness has something to say about it. Just now, I do not know. I just have been listening music. Watching tv. Doing chores. Becoming a little anger because the other blog template doesn't work on Mozilla browsers (Firefox, Camino, Sea Monkey, Flock.) The worst thing is that is a nice template. Yeah I now. Just as a friend of mine said before. You complain too much! (Hi Martha, I do not think that you know the address of my blog, but if you come here hello to you). But is hard to be. That's the phrase. Hard to be. Or it's hard trying to be. It's kinda late and oh My God, the frealing daylight savings. I do not save anything and I HATE that crap. It's worthless. Tonikaku. See you. Another weekend in the same. Just one difference. There are no tears this one. (At least, until now)

Wind - Akeboshi - Naruto 1st Ending.

Veinticuatro

Mei Haku Yon Yuu San

Another mask

Writing in a language that is not mine. It hurts less I guess. It puts me beyond myself. Or beyond something. Or just beyond. I cannot explain how is that every day I become more angry, more acid. And the pain just doesn't stop. I cannot explain. I cannot stand. I cannot turn around and see, cause everywhere I see it's just that way. Pain. pain. pain. Sorrow. Unhappiness. I cannot explain. I cannot stand. I cannot run nor hide. Yesterday I cried. I didn't win anything but a few minutes of relief, because I couldn't stop. It's not fair for anyone. ........i cannot stand it.

Damn

Hasn't been good days these days. Very busy. Very lazy. Some of they sad. But that doesnt' sounds correct at all. The days cannot be sad or happy. It's me who is sad or happy. I didn't have much things to be happy. Instead of that, I found the other face of the coin. Movies and songs remind me of things that I wanted to forget. But I never forget. At all. I have the hability of remember most of the things that I see, hear, read or think. I walked on and look at sadness. I walked until I reach a place that I haven't been in a long time. I sat. I cryed. And then it became more difficult. Because I couldn't move my mind out of the thoughts that were coming out of it. The world wasn't made by a god. I came to the conclusion that this world is product of a cruel demon that laughs every time why fall, every time we cry, every time we try vainly to be happy. To love someone, to reach someone or something, to be good. Everywhere I look around I just see the same things every time. All is pain, all is horror, all is dissapointment. We live in a sack of meat that is constantly getting rotten, inflating, smelling bad. We want desperately to be with other beings like us, just to lost the desire and want to be with other beings, and we became mad when that beings want to be with others. We love people who doesn't love us. We hate people who loves us. We can't be ourselves. We can't be love whoever we want. We cannot be whoever we want to be. We live inmersed in pain...and there's nothing we can do. We cannot run nor hide. There is no escape. There is no peace. There is no point on living. And that's why I started to wep this evening. And it doesn't make sense, because it has no remedy. And there is no hope.

This is the best way that I've found...

As I said in my nick on my instant messenger. I am tired of ups and downs. Tired of doing and not doing. Even tired of feeling. Anger is what comes to me. Some envy, a little bit (well, a lot) of selfishness. And some tiredness... I just feel tired, because of the constant struggle that I have been to since a lot of time. And the constant struggle that I am. Struggle against myself and my feelings. Struggle with others. Struggle with all.

Well. Is not a struggle. It is a damn FIGHT in what I am. I try to hide it, but it comes and comes again and again...

And sometimes I feel relieved...

Until I wake up, and I turn back to myself......

Very Odd.

That's how I describe this weekend. I thought it would be hard and that I wouldn't have anyone to go out. Besides, I had a lot of homework. Nevertheless, I managed to finish my homework...somehow. I don't know how I did it, but I did it. Right, wrong, but I did it. And suddenly I realized too that I didn't need to go out to be ok. So I stayed home. Playing some old nintendo games. Walkin' around the town. I even found a friend that i haven seen in a long time. And I feel good about to see him. So I managed living. But I know that I need to do something in the week. Not just work, not just internet, not just sleeping. I need to activate myself. Not just routine. So, that's all for today.

Muse - Starlight.

Hoy

Dia Once de Octubre

Frases.

Típica frase del Phoenicoperus (saludos): "Heme aquí....."
Típica frase de M4st3r-X-: "CHIN@#DA MADRE"
Típica muletilla de PerseoX: "Aji ej"
El Mapache: "Ignorolo" (robada por Phoenicoperus), "fagocitar" (Robada a cierta chica de gran melena), "bueno", "pero bueno", "en fin frijoles".

A ver si estos días recuerdo mas.

Algo para quien lo necesite.

You might need some help.
You have people that have the will to help you
Maybe you think that nothing worths.
You may think twice.
You've got to care of yourself.
To go on.
Take the glue that people gives you.
Take the needle and the thread.
It may hurt.
But nothing last forever...
Even pain.

I hope you get better soon...but as I always say, take your time.