Just a way of life

Toda mi vida he pensado que la cosas que pasaban a mi alrededor tenía alguna conexión con las cosas...

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 00:54:02 +0200

Toda mi vida he pensado que la cosas que pasaban a mi alrededor tenía alguna conexión con las cosas que yo obraba mal. Desde que era pequeña veía las cosas de manera diferente, muchos me llamaban rebelde por hacer todo aquello que estaba prohibido, siempre que algo se rompía en la familia creía que era culpa mía por haber desobedecido, por haber roto las reglas una y otra vez y decidí que lo mejor era alejarme de ellos. Cuando era una adolescente, muchas personas se dedicaron a hacerme daño constantemente, pero yo siempre pensé que lo tenía merecido por quien había sido en realidad no entendía lo que hacia mal supongo y me sentí culpable por ello, siempre les perdoné y les di la razón, hasta que finalmente decidí que debía alejarme una vez más. Entrando en mi edad adulta, intentando adaptarme a la vida de los demás me sentí como siempre fuera de lugar, como si nadie me comprendiera y todos siguieran un patrón, y yo no lo veía tan claro como ellos. Supongo que no todos somo capaces de construir algo con la misma facilidad teniendo en cuenta la felicidad contigo mismo y la paz interior. Finalmente después de tantos años creyendo que era yo quien decepcionaba al mundo, alguien entró a mi vida y me dio un toque de atención haciéndome ver lo corta que es la vida, sí, es verdad, la mayoría no hace más que repetir esa frase, pero, ¿realmente le dan el significado que merece? Yo creo que no, de lo contrario, todos sentirían lo que yo, como si el mundo les marginara por el simple hecho de querer algo diferente, de no actuar como se espera de ellos, y de no tener nada que reprochar a los demás, más que el hecho de no permitirse ser felices de manera que ellos sean capaces de sentirse así en cualquier momento sin necesidad de esforzarse. Tan fácil como ser uno mismo. Tan fácil como apreciar lo que eres, mucho antes de lo que tienes. Y dicho esto, todos somo responsables de nuestra propia felicidades e infelicidad, independientemente de quien sea el que la impulse, nosotros al fin y al cabo decidimos como sentirnos respecto a las acciones que cometemos, a las que causan los demás y en como nos afecta.

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Tue, 28 Aug 2012 00:37:30 +0200

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Wed, 01 Aug 2012 18:23:33 +0200

bryanstars: Pierce The Veil is streaming their new album...

Wed, 18 Jul 2012 01:33:35 +0200

bryanstars:

Pierce The Veil is streaming their new album “Collide With The Sky”. Click on a song below to stream it.

“May These Noises Startle You In Your Sleep Tonight”
“Hell Above”
“Props & Mayhem”
“A Match Into Water”
“King For A Day (Feat. Kellin Quinn of Sleeping With Sirens)”
“Tangled In The Great Escape (Feat. Jason Butler of Letlive)”
“I’m Low On Gas & You Need A Jacket”
“The First Punch”
“One Hundred Sleepless Nights”
”Stained Glass Eyes & Colorful Tears”
“Hold On Till May”

bryanstars: Of Mice & Men has revealed the new tracklist...

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 03:41:33 +0200

bryanstars:

Of Mice & Men has revealed the new tracklist for their upcoming 2-disc reissue of ‘The Flood’. Check it out below!

OG. Loko

Ben Threw

Let Live

Still YDG’n

My Understandings

Ohioisonfire

Purified

Product Of A Murderer

Repeating Apologies

The Great Hendowski

I’m A Monster

Reissue Bonus Songs

The Calm

The Storm

The Flood

The Depths

To learn more, go HERE

Florescent (by Adam Gallagher)

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 23:22:55 +0200

Florescent (by Adam Gallagher)

the photographer (by Adam Gallagher)

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 23:22:15 +0200

the photographer (by Adam Gallagher)

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Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:17:04 +0200

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Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:16:43 +0200

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Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:15:19 +0200

It seems a place for us to dream…

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:12:06 +0200

It seems a place for us to dream…

Seems I finally found a place for us to dream.

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:11:06 +0200

Seems I finally found a place for us to dream.

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Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:10:18 +0200

The movie on your eyelids.

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:09:45 +0200

I always watch you when you’re dreaming
Because I know it’s not of me
I smoke a dozen cancer sticks
Imagine there are two or three ways
To make you love me
And not dream of someone else
Become the movie on your eyelids

The reflection of yourself
The reflection of yourself

I cry when I listen to you breathing
Because I know there’s nothing else
The conscious of that crushing feeling
To know there’s no connection left
That we both go through the motions
That we’re both living somewhere else
That the movie on your eyelids
Is no reflection of myself
Is no reflection of myself
Is no reflection of myself

I wanna be, I wanna be your movie…
I wanna be, I wanna be your movie…

Why can’t you be me?
Why can’t you be me?
Why can’t you be me?
Why can’t you be me?
Be me, be me, be me…

Imagine there are two or three ways to make you love...

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:07:13 +0200

Imagine there are two or three ways to make you love me…The reflexion of yourself, your dreams…

" Lie to me, It takes less time to drink you pretty. "

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:05:00 +0200

“” Lie to me, It takes less time to drink you pretty. “”

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Thu, 14 Jun 2012 04:04:28 +0200

Catching ballons.

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 03:48:33 +0200

There is not simple definition for love or pain,

there are so many types of both…

Oh! I’m feeling both at the same time,

trying hard to turn it into something positive.

Your face is slowly fading from my mind,

but your name and the memories, oh those memories,

they barely leave me alone, they crave into my chest,

it is so painful yet so rich, I’m missing you, I am not.

Reading lines, writing songs, making myself a victim,

I ended it all up, I decided it was over, you are ok.

Was I expecting you to beg me not to leave you again?

Not really, I wanted you to let me go easily,

The guilt was eating me inside, you deserve better…

better than what we had, better than me, better….

better than what they give you, than what you have.

Nights are so long, I search for your words, I miss them,

I can’t sleep, I don’t want to, I really don’t want to.

You hunt my dreams and turn them into nightmares,

you stay away from me, still you are near me.

How can I stop this? Take me away from here.

Oh! do you hear that? This is my shoutout, my goodbye.

"PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I WANT."

Wed, 06 Jun 2012 05:48:02 +0200

“PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I WANT.”

Lost You.

Wed, 06 Jun 2012 05:34:01 +0200

I don’t know what to do, where to go.

I wish that it was easy, as easy as it seems,

I wish it was simple and that you were here,

but is not, and this is over.

We tried so hard, seems funny now,

seemed so real at the start, possible,

I love you more than anything,

I will always remember you…

I am so broken I can’t manifest my pain.

I just need to protect you from others,

I feel the need to save you from the world,

and now I can’t, I can’t, and it hurts.