Music in our veins

Today I was listening to the old playlist I had in Spotify (Sad songs, I miss you) and I remembered of these songs. They brought me a lot of memories. It's amazing how we assign the music to times and experiences of our life. You can listen to one song and think about the summer, your birthday party or even a friend. There's music in the soundtracks, the advices on TV, in the shops, even to announce over the PA. Our life is a stave, we compose the lyrics and behind us it sounds music that makes all more beautiful (and sometimes complicated).
The first one it's a little bit sad, I hardly started to cry, but the second one I think it gives you strenght to carry on and keep fighting for what you want, without worrying of what people think of you.


A day to be alone - One less reason


The middle- Jimmy eat world

Valances

She was still too young to think about all the consequences of her acts, to see everything in any way exept a fairytale. She used to dream she was like a princess and the world was at her feet.
Coming back from school she always found his arms around her waist and thought it was the most beautiful thing. At home he pampered her and told her she had everything a boy could want in a girl. They where in their own bubble.
She still though they had the world record of loving each other, and this would last forever. She was happy just smelling the remnants of his perfume floating on her clothes.
At night, when they looked up in the sky they said it was like a mirror, and those bightly lights were all the people who where also looking at there. Then they sought the one which shone the most, and they assigned it to themselves. This is what they were. A star that is always there even if you can't see it, and it's still shinning even if the clouds hide it.
But, when time passes, something else gets in the way. Does Cupido's arrow fade away? And it grows poison from the spines of his roses, and the valance that his voice shapes with the wind when they come out from his mouth don't feel sweet and smooth, but sharp and pointed.
Then, on the edge of the cliff, she asked him to go back to the beggining with a "Please, turn me on again". But they fell...

My sister explains her imaginary world

My sister is a really happy person, so I've concluded that she has an imaginary world in her head, and this is what makes her laugh without apparent reason. I asked her about it, and she said:
"Imagine the world full of mattresses on the ground. The sky is pink with purple spots and heart clouds. The people are green and they only have one leg.
One day the oldest man of the world came out to the street and started staring at the other citizens with a bull mask. When he shouted "MOOOH" all the people became frightened and started to run. But they only had one leg, so they got tired soon. Finally they decided to sleep on the mattresses and when they got up, everything was normal again exept for the old man that didn't run or sleep. He was alone in the Fantastic World.
This would be nice."

Take your own conclusions. xD

Busy days!

These days I've been busy with Carnival and reading books for school so I didn't write anything! But I'm back although I have lots of work this week too.

This Carnival I disguised as Tinkerbell, the fairy in Peter Pan. She wears a short green dress and, unfortunately, those was the coldest week of all the winter. In the parade we danced a lot but I hardly got frozen while we were going to Carpas. There, after giving the ticket to enter, I lost my wallet with all the money I had recieved from my saint. Poor me TT
The night passed so fast and it had some good and bad moments, but it was great!

I've read "A Thousand Splendid Suns" from Khaled Hosseini. It was ok, but I had little time to finish it, so I didn't enjoy it much.
I've hardly failed the science exam about the Origin of Life and the Evolution. I was really disappointed 'cause I thought I had done well and I knew all my notes, but not. So here it is, a video about the histoy and evolution of everything (of course I didn't explain it this way in the exam, but I maybe would have had better mark!).

Don't meet me in my dreams tonight 'cause I can't forget you

Now she doesn't look at the stars 'cause he's there, reflected in the full moon, shinning more than anything in the sky. She's hidden under her pillow, so maybe he won't find her and won't meet her either while she's dreaming. Then she'd be able to lay down and forget the world, but here he goes. The moonlight gets into the room painting it full of colours. When she notices it starts to dance on the rainbow of memories. Just like the heroine, in an extasis state, she's floating. And like all the drugs does, when the effects pass you fall into a neverending hole. So that's what happened, she relapsed into her well. The walls, tired of seeing her cry, they get closer envolving her in tears' sea. Like a castaway she tries to throw a glass bottle but nobody answers.
After a few minutes she saw it there, on the table. She needed more than this, sure, but if her stars doesn't come, she'll have to find another way to feel better. And after all, it is full of their smiles and love, so with a little bit of luck, they'll go out and hug her heart until it becomes warmer.

My happy pills full of their sweet(s) love.

Shivers

Well, this is a part of a text I've been writing these holidays. It has an erotic touch, so I hope that nobody laugh at me or something like that TT The last lines are the most difficult to write, and after trying to continue them several times, I finally gave up.


"A hut in the forest, with views to the garden of your love, full of wilted flowers and spines. Like my sanctuary, a broken feelings' bed and on the walls scars that open when it rains. At night with four candles, waiting that a blow of wind knocks at the door and I found you there, wondering why you're here and not anywhere else.


You appear one afternoon, when the last leaf falls. Hesitating you wait for a signal that gives you the reason why you came. We sit down on the best memories I have, although ignoring them compleatly, like they have ever existed. I catch your hand and my fingers get warm little by little, involved in you. I approach to your lips, forgetting to breathe. I hug you and leave my words on your chest. Returning to reality you look at the roof. You don't want to be here but like it. You want to fly without concerns, go to the moon if you wish it, without lies, without remorse or rancour, be yourself. I'm not in your new dreams, and the only way to get me there another time would be getting back to the past. I caress your cheek but you don't notice. If you'd pay a little attention you'd see that I'm crying inside, shouting, asking for help and that you're the only one who can save me from this nightmare. I kiss you, this time stronger, banishing you thoughts. You let me do while I get down slowly by your neck. Your breathing gets quicker. How I had missed it... My hair dances on your skin when I move. You let down the zipper. Shivers through my heart. So many cold afternoons and now it seems like we reach the sun."

And now you're swimming for the shore...

What's happening? Are you giving up? Didn't you say that you'd never gonna give up? Hey, you promised it, why are tou breaking it now?
It was my destiny to love him, but not if he's not at my side. I won't fly to those illusion cloud again to then fall. I don't want to fall, I don't want to have a life with an empty meaning, I can't live in a dream forever. Look, I've done all that was in my hands and then I built higher limits (maybe I'll explain it someday) and reach them again. I did the best I could.
If you didn't change your mind during so long, why would you do it now? I know you won't do it.
I suppose that you know what I want to hear, and words are easy to tell 'cause lying isn't so difficult when you play with feelings. You know, I can't fight versus society, I'm one and they are hundreds. They'll always believe you, like the rumor you started and has convinced yourself now.
I love you too much to make you do something you don't want to do, and more you won't be happy like that.

Three meters above sky

There's you and me and anyone else. This time yes, we'll break all the rules. You don't have to worry about anything. We'll draw our future with our hands, full of colours. Forget the world, don't tink and lose your time with me.

Now I'm going to explain a film I really recomend to watch - "Three meters above sky". There only problem is that you can just see it in Italian and subtitled in Spanish, because it hasn't been translated. It's based on the book of Federico Moccia with the same name. I really liked the book, and so the second part and the films. It's about a boy who's always in trouble and a very responsible girl that hate each other, but then they finally fall in love. The film shows the things you do for love but in a extremely romantic view, the kind of things that everybody has some time dreamt of. It's so beautiful.
I was looking for the part I liked the most but I didn't find it complete, so here are the last minutes of it.



Step: I'm scared of telling you something wrong... I love you
Babi: Say it again...
Step: I love you
Babi: Never stop saying it
Step: I love you, I love you, I love you
Babi: I've never been so happy in my life
Step: Me neither
Babi: So happy that you can touch the sky with a finger?
Step: No, a lot more... at least three meters above the sky

Pieces of me

-Your life is like a puzzle, and now you have some pieces missing so you have to look for the ones that can replace the others. Where is the problem? I'll try to help you, there are pieces everywhere. Look, here there's one, it's me. Let's start again.
-But it isn't that easy. If my life is a puzzle, the picture on it is him and me together. Now there's a hole between us, so I have to full it with us. Any other piece that isn't from him can cover this empty space, 'cause they don't fit, and if they do, the picture it's not the same.
-I know it's difficult when you've already been full, but maybe you've chosen the wrong box, and you have to follow a different life and start again from zero.
-Or maybe he has hidden the pieces and I might fight for them... What should I do?
-I don't know, I can't decide for you. Look for the one that makes you happier and then fight for it until the end and, if you don't success, you can always try another dream.

Always the destiny and his contradiccions... impossible is nothing, isn't it? :)

Details in the fabric

This is a new land, where everythig's buildings and cars, shops, people... Lots of people, but there's nobody. I feel the ground under my feet but it's diferent, it's more difficult to go on. I need something to believe. Believe that when I come back nothing will have changed.
I see you in the crowd but you disapear. You're like a shooting star.
My way is like a river, and you're my sea, so promise that you'll stay. Everything's so fragile and I want somewhere to start. It's this crazy clock that goes so slowly when you're not at my side.
There are too many clouds the sky and it's so cold without you. Don't you know that I'd follow you to the most hidden shores, to get you? I can be the wind for you. Come back.
Like those song I used to sing said: "If it's a broken part replace it, if it's a broken arm then brace it, if it's a broken heart then face it... and hold your own, know your name and go your own way [...] Are the things that make you blow have no reason, go on and scream. If you're shocked it's just a fault of faulty manufacturing".