Even after existenceI too had a love, it was big, perhaps as much as it is today my pain. I also felt the charm of a scented mouth.
I can’t see you sad, because it kills me ... the essence that was the light of my soul.
Your face full of sorrow ... my sweet love ... Today I missed that nothing that was between you and me, subtle and quiet.
It hurts so much those tears that you pour out... it fills my heart with anguish ... and trying to smile, even with closed eyes, I see you perfectly.
I suffer the unimaginable if you are sad ... and it just seems natural to have your lips against mine, against my face and throat.
I do not want that doubt makes you cry. The notes of the violins impose their pace, our pace, the rhythm of your heart.
We have sworn to love us until death, and if the dead love, after death we can love us even more.
Oh ... Women that walk in front of me and never dedicate their glances at me ... So close to my eyes, so far away from my life...
And she, the special one, always smiling, l
Books1.- El congreso de los enamorados – cartas amorosasBooks10 months ago in Scraps More Like This
2.- Die Verwandlung (La metamorfosis) – Franz Kafka
3.- Ho voglia di te (Tengo ganas de ti) – Federico Moccia
4.- Tre metri sopra il cielo (A tres metros sobre el cielo) – Federico Moccia
5.- Dinosaurier gibt es nicht (¿Los dinosaurios existen?) – Hanna Johansen
6.- Adobe PS – Anaya Multimedia
7.- Scusa ma ti voglio sposare (Perdona pero quiero casarme contigo) – Federico Moccia
8.- The Hobbit (El Hobbit) – JRR Tolkien
9.- Gone Girl (Perdida) – Gillian Flynn
10.- Lord of the Flies (El señor de las moscas) – William Golding
11.- Frankenstein – Mary W. Shelley
12.- Das Parfum. Die Geschichte Eines Mörders (El perfume) – Patrick Süskind
13.- Bart Simpson's Guide to Life: A Wee Handbook for the Perplexed (Guía para la vida) – Simpson
14.- The Compleat Vampyre: The Vampyre Shaman, Werewolves, Witchery, & the Dark Mythology of the Undead (
Video GamesNESVideo Games10 months ago in Scraps More Like This
1.- The Legend of Zelda
2.- Super Mario Bros. 3
3.- Super Mario Bros. 2
6.- Super Mario Bros.
7.- Duck Hunt
8.- World Class Track Meet
10.- The Legend of Zelda. The adventure of Link
11.- Ice Climber
12.- Punch Out!
13.- Balloon Fight
14.- Kid Icarus
15.- Adventure Island
1.- Donkey Kong Junior
Game Boy Advance
1.- Wario Land 4
2.- The Legend of Zelda A Link to the past. FOUR SWORDS
3.- Pokémon Emerald Version
4.- Pokémon Ruby Version
5.- Golden Sun
6.- Super Mario Bros. 3 Super Mario Advance 4
7.- Mario & Luigi Superstar Saga
8.- The Legend of Zelda The Minish Cap
9.- Yoshi’s Island Super Mario Advance 3
10.- Pokémon Sapphire Version
11.- Metroid Fusion
12.- Metroid Zero Mission
13.- Super Mario Advance
14.- Pokémon Fire Red Version
15.- F-Zero Maximum Velocity
16.- Castlevania: Aria of Sorrow
17.- Mario Kart: Super Circuit
1.- Pokémon Blue Version
2.- Pokémon Red Version
Goodbye (Maybe We'll Meet Again)This is very unfortunateGoodbye (Maybe We'll Meet Again)9 months ago in Scraps More Like This
I’m disappointed in you
But don’t worry yourself much
I’m disappointed in me, too
I dearly miss something that,
To begin with, never existed
These memories of back then
Will always remain twisted
My hopes have foundation
On loose and crumbling ground
My desires are secured
Under the surface where I drowned
The noose around my neck
Is tied by my own hands
For I can’t go back in time
To change my failed plans
This present is tainted
With unfulfilled dreams
Your memory, like a ghost
Haunts with promising schemes
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned
If there’s one thing to note
My past is not something
On which I will dote
So, before I leave you
This you should know:
Trees have scars, too
But they’re still willing to grow
Wounds need oxygen
In order to mend
If they’re covered by gauze
Time of healing extends
The past is the past
You should let it lie
We all make mistakes
Spread those wing and fly
Our failures a
roamin'i named him charlie.roamin'6 years ago in Scraps More Like This
charlie was the sort to sit on the concrete rather than the bench three feet away because it was ironic, his guitar case under his shoes and a cardboard sign on his lap that read, "roamin'." charlie was maybe twenty, with too many deceased train tickets and copper-plated coins turning in his jeans. i would bet the contents of his pockets that he couldn't remember where his hometown was anymore, what his mother's face looked like, or why he left.
i wanted him to hold his sign the other way, i wanted to see if there were more permanent-marker words scrawled on the back. i wanted it to say, 'drive me somewhere,' or 'take me to the west coast, take me back east.'
i wanted to drop my shopping bags and throw open my passenger door and tell him to jump in. his guitar case would go in the backseats and he'd kick his feet up on the dashboard and leave muddy traction prints along it.
i'd tell him to empty his pockets, see what he's got, make him chip in for gas money. i'd dr
humanitysomeday, it's just going to behumanity6 years ago in Scraps More Like This
too much and i will turn into a kite.
i will be a bear, large-pawed and
ivory-fanged, stamping on the
necks of dandelions and crying when
i lift my foot to see its yellow
blood smearing the dirt.
i will be the lamp on the desktop
with a broken gold-paint chain
that leaves fingers smelling like
cold tomatoes and nausea.
i will be a raindrop who forgot how to
fall, fly, and break, its liquidity
and fragility, and stopped moving.
someday, i will lose my humanity.
A Map to Remember-Part 2 "BODIL!" Sky yelled as he rushed to his friend's side. Bodil was pretty beat up; cuts and bruises all over his body, his bright orange tie was torn and bloody, sunglasses cracked, and he even had a black eye. "Uh, S-sky, is that you?" Bodil hoarsely muttered. Sky took off his sunglasses, revealing his bright, butter-yellow eyes, and responded. "Yeah, it's me. Are you OK?!" The two gazed into each others eyes as Bodil spoke in his thick Bulgarian accent. "I'm OK, just a little beat-" Bodil suddenly cut off his words and stared at his friend.A Map to Remember-Part 22 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Sky looked at his Bulgarian friend, confused. "What's wrong, buddy?" Adam asked. He looked down and noticed he was on top of Bodil. His eyes grew wide and his face flushed red. "Oh. Uh, s-sorry, Bodil..." Adam replied, quite embarrassed. Bodil's face also flushed red, but not in embarrassment . "Oh, uh, I- It's OK..." he stammered shyly. "Uh, Sky... There's something, I wanna tell you..." Adam lift
developing picturesyou're a maybaby, borndeveloping pictures6 years ago in Scraps More Like This
from april showers and
rain, rain, rain.
i never know what to say,
i never know what not to say,
i never know why i say things
anyway; perhaps a little
shut-eye, then. perhaps
an alarm-free lay-about.
but you make me afraid to dream,
to have a thought made of soap
and dipped in a hollow circle,
to have a wish and a want
and a thought and a bubble.
a bubble is too fragile
for a world made of poisonous
ants, a bubble doesn't understand
the limitations of air. it won't
breathe and it won't think and,
if i'm not careful, it will fly
away and what will i be left
[sometimes i'm afraid to dream,
but if i'm going to dream, then
you're going to the top of the
tallest building in the city,
and you're going to feel what
breathing really is. calm the
shakes and brittle air, just
smile when the stars are almost
beneath the curve in your fingers.
there are ducks in my sleep and
they're printing photos in a darkroom
with white feathers bathed in
red light and
why a therapist will never askthis is the busiest intersection in the city of rats.why a therapist will never ask6 years ago in Scraps More Like This
this is where i meant to catch the train but lost its tracks
because i was stuck in my own.
this is how i forgot to say i loved you like i meant it.
here is the waterfront park we stand before in the
winter, chilling to the bones to tremble like the
naked trees we stand between.
the boat we have never been on is called the moon,
which makes me smile and shiver and think of
the sun that hides behind grey sheets.
this is when i look at park benches like they are lost lovers,
seek the little messages carved into their skin-
"fuck" and "az+za forever" and "i am too lonely to
remember what the sky looks like."
i don't feel like walking is getting me anywhere.
i am unsure if it is summer or autumn,
like i have missed the equinox or am still stuck
within its parameters, immobile like an egg
stood on its hilt.
this is where i fall off the pavement,
killing an ant and his family.
this is where i cry and watch my tears
slide down the sewage d
A Map to Remember-Part 1 One day, Sky and Bodil40 were playing a random parkour map together. They jumped along a bunch of rainbow platforms, enjoying the map and eachother's company."THIS IS SO FUN" Bodil happily giggled, hopping from platform to platform. Sky was about 5 platforms away from his friend, partially mad about missing a few jumps, and happily enjoying the map as much as his friend. But something had caught Adam's eyes. A few platforms ahead of Bodil, Sky noticed pressure plates with tons of TNT under them. Worried about the sake of his buddy, Adam stopped on a platform and yelled. "BODIL! WATCH OUT!"A Map to Remember-Part 12 years ago in Scraps More Like This
But it was too late. Bodil had already stepped on the pressure plates and set off the TNT below, causing a massive explosion."BODIL!" Sky yelled, covering his eyes from the blast. Adam removed his hands from his face, only to see multiple obstacles destroyed. No message had popped up saying that Bodil40 blew up, because they were in Survival Mode. Sky hopped around the rem