The true nature of time is wrapped in the desperation of a heart. Later is either five minutes or ten years away. When a heart is locked in a feeling of worry and despair, later is only seconds away. Mia knew this feeling, this angst. She knew she could act a little weird when time [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Religion, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 26, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Someone once told me I would die before I’m 27. She told me that the eight of us would die before we reached the sacred age, as she called it. And maybe we wont be with the Kurts and the Janises, nor the Jims or the Jimmys, but we would join the club. She said [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Hate, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Christmas eve with a family he doesn’t like much and his only company is Alice Cooper. Not the best way to burn the night. But he’s eighteen and there ain’t billion dollar babies, and as the night grows older, his chips run down. Sometimes he feels so alone, sometimes there is only rock n’ roll [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 23, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Where was he? It was a place he somehow knew and at the same time was new to him. He knew she was coming to this place, he saw her coming from a long distance. He avoided all eye contact during her walk to the gate he was standing. He tried to spy her walk [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 20, 2007 | 1 Comment »
“So, your mother is going to kill you.”
“I guess she is going to. So I’ll have to fight and run away.” They looked in the eye. His brown, almost black, hers softer than brown. Time was burning between them, time was blowing between them. Almost one hour they have burned away, maybe two remaining. “How [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 19, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Sometimes life just seems to be wonderful. Not because fortune smiles at us and we are rich and loved. Sometimes life is just wonderful because we feel. Maybe it is a huge risk we take when we feel. There is so much pain, so much agony; but there is also love, and pleasure, and warm [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Hate, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 17, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
“Love sometimes is an unbearable pain”. Amanda laughed at this words. She looked down to him with those eyes of ice, with her mouth shaped in a mock of cruelty and pleasure. “Of course it is, that is what love is, mostly a waste of time. It is ok to like some people, [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Hate, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Stories, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 15, 2007 | 3 Comments »
The London girl couldn’t sleep that night. She rolled to her side, letting night kiss her gently. She oppened the window and allowed the pale moonlight in. The same scenery of loss, the same tragic kingdom in which all her plays are written. They are creatures of the night, all of them. Mia, Amanda, [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dread, Dreams, Escritos, Fantasy, Love, Maybe me, Obsessions, Pensamientos, Temores, Thoughts, Yo on December 14, 2007 | 2 Comments »
It is funny when you leave a place you know you will never return to. It is funny that he is not feeling anything at all. As always, he didn’t say goodbye. He just left in a blink of an eye, and probably will never see anyone of them again. He didn’t say goodbye. He [...]
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Posted in Amor, Beauty, Belleza, Blogroll, Dreams, Escritos, Love, Maybe me, Pensamientos, Religion, Sex, Stories, Thoughts, Yo on December 13, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Mia’s tears flowed slowly from her raven eyes. They left a black trail on her alabaster cheeks. She didn’t bother to clean them, she just let them flow from her eyes to the cold floor where they met their end. The wine bottle almost empty by now, same as the box of Marlboro. She was [...]
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