God save the queen.

No man alive.

It's been ages since I haven't written anything here. I don't know why, I feel more like writing in Spanish lately, though most of the times I could express myself better in English. At least my feelings.

I don't really feel like writing, but at this moment I just feel like posting these lyrics...

There's no man alive that I can deceive

so give me man who's crueler than me.

There's no man alive that I can destroy

so give me man who'll be first to deploy.

Give me a static-free cellular line

so I can connect to him all the time.

Give me a sparkling astral chord

so I can be there when he's no more.

♪: no man alive - hannah fury

Goodbye to England.

So I am back home again. I have quite mixed feelings, I have to say. I adore being under my mother's wing again, and I cannot help but glancing at my violin and piano and looking forward to play them until my fingers bleed.

But I have found the place where I belong. I am sure, and when I left Hills Road 6th Form College I could constantly feel that I had left something behind. While I was searching an appropriate backpack for my excess of luggage, I was wondering what I could have left behind. I checked my phone, my passport, my pens, my notebook and my certificate. Everything was all right.

Only when I was looking through the window pane in the city1 bus heading Fulbourn did I realize that I was forsaking a link between myself and the surrounding that I never had before.
And it hurt so deeply that it didn't ache. Because I knew that I was to be there again.

One more and I'll be free.

Turning tricks with absent guile
Reeling in your crooked smile
Why did I turn to you?
I only wanted a hand to pour my heart into
And now I'll bump my grind through another night
Lose my mind in another fight
Why did I turn to you?
I only gave you a chance to prove the rumors true
And now I'm paying with my
Paying with my life
I'm paying with my life
My life
My life

So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens every day

Working life like a burlesque show
Get them off and they'll let you go
Why did I turn to you?
I only turned out to be just one more girl you slew
And now I'll bump my grind through another
Lose my mind in another
Why, why, why, why?
I only gave you a chance to prove the rumors true
And now I'm paying with my
Paying with my life
I'm paying with my life
My life
My life

So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens every day
You're jealous, oh
You're jealous, why?
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
But don't waste my time

If I'm going down
Then I'm doing down good
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down
The prettiest broken girl you've ever seen
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down good
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
If I'm going down
Then I'm going
The prettiest wretched whore you've ever seen

But while I breathe
I've got no evidence to prove my end
And so you'll walk away?
Nope, wrong again

So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens every day
You're jealous, oh
You're jealous, why?
It's a simple excuse for a complex crime
So write this on your soul

And let it show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens every day
You're jealous, oh
You're jealous, why?
It's a simple excuse for a complex crime
So write this on your soul
But don't waste my time

Nineteen

I have been given one moment from heaven

As I am walking surrounded by night

Stars high above me

Make a wish under moonlight

♪: on my way home - enya

OMFG

I'll just say it:

I

FUCKING

WORSHIP

J.S. SOMOZA

Shallot

She's looked up with a spinning wheel
She can't recall what it was like to feel 
She says "This room is gonna be my grave
and there is no one who can save me"
She sits down to her coloured thread
She knows lovers wakening up in their beds
She says "How long can I live this way?
Is there someone I can pay to let me go?
'Cause I'm half sick of shadows
I want to see the sky
Everyoner else can watch the sun goes down
So why can't I?

And it's raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it's cold
I've been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it's here
And it's here for I've been told
That I'll die before I'm old
And the wind I know it's cold"

She looks up to the mirrored glass
She sees a handsome horse and rider pass
She says "that's man gonna be my death
'Cause he is all I ever wanted in my life
And I know he doesn't know my name
And that all the girls are all the same to him
But still I've got to get out of this place
'Cause I don't think I can face another night
Where I'm half sick of shadows
And I can't see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the tide comes in
So why can't I?

But there's willow trees
And little breezes, waves, and walls, and flowers
And there's moonlight every single night
As I'm looked in these towers
So I'll meet my death
But with my last breath I'll sing to him I love
and he'll see my face in another place"
And with that the glass above her

Cracked into a million bits
And she cried out "So the story fits
But then I could have guessed it all along
'Cause now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me"
She went down to her little boat
And she broke the chains and began to float away
And as the blood froze in her veins she said
"Well then that explains a thing or two
'Cause I know I'm the cursed one
I know I'm meant to die
Everyone else can watch as their dreams untie
So why can't I ?

...

Sometimes I just want to break into pieces the fucking mirror and break free, though it meant dying.