I feel that when I'm old I'll look at you and know the world was beautiful...

Keep my heart somewhere drugs don't go.

You kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say.

23.

Which classic Jimmy Eat World song are you?

I got: “23”

"You’re a hopeless romantic, essentially good-hearted, and a maybe a little unlucky sometimes. You take your passing years with a sense of bittersweet urgency."

Oh boy...

Another sad song.

Flashback to 2013, it's the summer, not a cloud in the sky. Present day, things have changed, summer's over and it rains here every day. But how so? I'm only 23 years old. I used to be so happy, now here's another sad song by a sad boy playing the saddest chords he knows. Don't cry, we all make mistakes from time to time. Unfortunately, for me, being me was mine.

Would you tell her there's no other, introduce her to your mother. You say you love her, but you don't love her.

She's another scrubber.

Description of paradise.

This morning,
with her,
having coffee.

Estar viendo Spider-man y...

Historias.

¿Acaso sientes
Cadenas que oprimen el pecho
Gritos desgarrados en los oidos
Que declaran la guerra al amor
Y lo punzan sin pensar

En si quiero
Perder cuanto deseo
Por azar o por destino

O si muero
Y tú mueres conmigo

Dejando historias escritas
En folios de desgarros donde escribo
Sobre nosotros:
Ninfa y Luna
Y falso poeta
Que la venera

Que recoja polvo
Este cuaderno en sangre
Y que acabemos en eso
Solo historias? ¿Acaso quieres
Que lloremos divididos
Escribiendo en otras camas
Sobre quién era yo
(inmaduro que te quiere
Entre versos y errores)
Y tú
(musa de mis promesas
De azúcar y lima
Fraula o fresa)
Que nos amamos
Conjugados en pasado
Esta vez?

Caigo en dudas
Y en condena
De que el fuego me consuma
Y ya quema

Tan solo al pensar
De cuál es tu decisión
Si acaso sientes
Como yo

Si acaso quieres

O si no...

-Peter.

Pulled aside as if I was the wrong one, you said it all and you made me the lost one. Elevated by your greatest mistake, now I'm all alone. I bet you couldn't tell that I felt the same way, struggling just to get to the next day. I'm not force fed lies while I'm by your side. Shaking your head doesn't change this. Preparing myself for a train wreck, I can't be saved. So tell me why can't you see this is where you need to be? You know, it's taken it's toll on me, but I don't feel invisible. Tell me why can't you see this is where you need to be? You know, it's taken it's toll on me, so I'll hope for a miracle. Yeah, I'll hope for a miracle. Holidays tend to make me feel whole again. Rainy days make me feel like the dream is dead. I can show you what it's like to be down when you're all alone. I'm quite aligned to your design. What's mine is yours, and that's just fine. I'm finally acquiring the state of mind that everything is gonna be alright.

And if you want to be free, I can't be the one to make you believe. You've still got this promise to keep. Step back and wash away the reckless intentions. They're leaving me breathless. Find a way to stay in your skin. So tell me why can't you see this is where you need to be? You know, it's taken it's toll on me, but I don't feel invisible. Tell me why can't you see this is where you need to be? You know, it's taken it's toll on me, so I'll hope for a miracle. Yeah, I'll hope for a miracle.

Lie on the stage.

And before the sun came forgotten her old name.

Smile.

What didn't kill me it never made me stronger at all.

I wanna be drunk when I wake up
On the right side of the wrong bed
And never an excuse I made up
Tell you the truth I hate
What didn't kill me
It never made me stronger at all.
Love will scar your make-up, lip sticks to me
So now I maybe lean back there
I'm sat here wishing I was sober
I know I'll never hold you like I used to.

But a house gets cold when you cut the heating
Without you to hold I'll be freezing
Can't rely on my heart to beat in
'Cause you take parts of it every evening
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing
Replace with phrases like when you're leaving me.

Should I, should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love

 I wanna hold your heart in both hands
Not watch it fizzle at the bottom of a Coke can
And I got no plans for the weekend
So should we speak then
Keep it between friends
Though I know you'll never love me like you used to.

There may be other people like us
Who see the flicker of the clipper when they light up
Flames just create us but burns don't heal like before
And you don't hold me anymore.

On cold days cold plays out like the band's name
I know I can't heal things with a hand shake
You know I can't change as I began saying
You cut me wide open like landscape
Open bottles of beer but never champagne
To applaud you with the sound that my hands make.

Should I, should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love.

All by myself
I'm here again
All by myself
You know I'll never change
All by myself
All by myself
I'm just drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love.

La psicobiología del beso.

Un beso es bastante más que un beso. Un beso es ante todo un intercambio crudo de información que puede revelar en pocos segundos si somos o no genéticamente compatibles con nuestros pretendientes, si merece la pena esa relación o si hay que pasar de hoja y proseguir la búsqueda.

«Hay muchas fuerzas que pueden conectar románticamente a dos personas», admite el psicólogo Gordon Gallup. «Pero un beso, y particularmente el primer beso, puede romper fácilmente el vínculo».

Gordon Gallup, Susan Hughes y Marissa Harrison son los autores de un reciente estudio titulado 'La psicobiología del beso romántico', que ha saltado a la portada de 'Scientific American Mind' y ha servido para replantear todo lo que hasta ahora sabíamos sobre el contacto boca a boca. Según un sondeo realizado por los tres especialistas entre 1.041 estudiantes de la Universidad de Albany, el primer beso sirvió para que muchos perdieran el interés por su potencial pareja.

«Cuando dos personas se besan, se está produciendo un complejo intercambio de señales químicas», sostiene Gallup. «Ese contacto puede activar mecanismos inconscientes que actúan para evaluar nuestra compatibilidad genética o nuestra viabilidad reproductiva con la persona que estamos besando».

Así se explica, en su opinión, el rechazo repentino que mucha gente experimenta tras la primera descarga a la altura de los labios. Las neuronas sensoriales entran en acción y los mensajes bombardean el cerebro en unos instantes que serán decisivos. La experiencia es similar en los hombres y en las mujeres, aunque ambos valoren de distinta manera el hecho de besarse.

Only real when shared.

There's no greater sadness. I have never felt so alone.

I cannot find the words to express how much I need you. Your touch, your smile, your laughter. Your face. I don't need pictures 'cause I know that you live through me. I don't need these hollow pictures. You live through my skin, you live through my breath, you live through my hatred and dead smile. You are alive. I know that one day we will be together. One day we'll laugh together, one day we'll live forever.

Set me free.

Set me free. Deliver me where I'm supposed to be. Take me to this place where I don't have skin nor face. Take me to this place where no gods created hope and grace. I don't need this in my life. All I need is the beat of the drums to set me free. I want out! Take me to this place where I'm not running from myself. Take me to this place where I deserve a second chance. Please take me home and show me the place where I carry only my own weight. Set me free. Deliver me. Expectations - dead, life - no. I just want to be a better man and build my own way to happiness. Take my skin and take my face I don't need your hope and grace. No, I don't need you, all I need is the beat of the drums to set me free.

Cada vez son más mujeres y más jóvenes en cuanto a edad las que de forma particular deciden subir a páginas o redes fotos en las que se vean sus pechos tanto de forma insinuante o sugerente como de forma integra.

Como persona, me pregunto si conocen dónde se encuentra la fina línea que separa ese tipo de fotos de la sensualidad o belleza artística del sentimiento de aceptación por su cuerpo tanto de ellas mismas como de los demás.

A mi fotos del estilo sólo despiertan vergüenza ajena en mi como hombre.

Ahí está el núcleo social en el que mundialmente vivimos, haciendo que mujeres se sientan integradas, aceptadas y busquen “amor” (cariño) y reconocimiento en las redes sociales a través de mostrar su cuerpo a quien haga clic en su perfil.

Ahora que venga la típica a decirme que "lo hace porque le da la gana"; que me parece muy bien, no apunto a nadie; pero detrás de ese "me da la gana" o ese "me gusta hacerlo", hay una razón que únicamente ellas mismas conocen y que a mi ni me va ni me viene.

¡Exista paz y luego gloria!… pero no se vendan, valen mucho más que una figura bonita o insinuante a través de un puñado de pixeles.

I’m afraid I’m always going to feel this way. Empty and sad. Grasping at nothing. Left wondering. The feeling of stupidity. I remember when I told him I was in love with her.

I remember his look... when she saw me standing there. His eyes. Flickered for a few seconds... then... cold.

Pesadillas y más pesadillas, quiero que termine ya...

I'm so tired of the rain falling softly on the ground. Just enough to get my feet wet but not enough to let me drown. I've been laying in my bed wishing I had never woken. Begging to rid my head of every word you've ever spoken. Broke my knuckles on the wall because I thought about the call, where you said you'd always love me. Do you not tell the truth at all? Well if I ever cross your mind, make sure you write down the times so I will know the moments I was eating you alive.

Now I lay here waiting with the hope that I might find some sleep. I need some sleep tonight. 'Cause i've been waiting on your call but I know it well never come but im still waiting by the phone.
And dont you dare say you ever loved me or even tell me that you cared, 'cause you knew what you were doing and you know just what you've done. How dare you say, you miss me, with your spit still on his tongue. I am broken. I am beaten. I'm mistreated and im torn. I am cold with no direction but I'm lost without your warmth. I'm trying hard to find some hope that I might get the chance to breathe. Get off my mind. Give back my heart and get the fuck away from me.

I know I couldn't give you much but I know I gave my best. You were always my princess and now he's sliding up your dress. And I know I gave the world everything ive ever had. Johnny cash said love would burn. I never thought it'd hurt this bad.

You are the itch that's on my back. You are the gum under my shoe. You are the horrors of my past. You are the chill that haunts the room. You are the creaking on my steps. You are cancer. You are plague. You are regret. You are disease. I wish that you would go away.

When I promised you the world I was just trying to make it better.

The quiet things that no one ever knows.

Falling leaves.

Paint the lines on perfect eyes that circle the object of my sincere affection, my undivided attention. Lie where you won't see yourself in that way.

Don't remember this. No, don't remember this. We are losing it all, but we are gaining the world with our hands tied. Your arms placed upon mine and the sky looks so right, and you're mine tonight.

All we are is paralyzed from the face down. We're still alive with our fake smiles. When the camera's away...

Two coffins.

Keep your chin up out there, don't forget where you came from and who cares about you.

It's hard to think that some people in this world look at me with the same eyes as yours.

Don't get me wrong, I wish a lot of things were the way they used to be. The streets that used to make me feel alive just make me feel alone.

All you want is the attention from every eye and ear.

I'd rather sleep with just my boney knees and the thought of someone that stands up straight for me. I guess I'll sleep alone tonight hahaha

You'll tell everyone you're different but you're just a shade of grey that never stuck out to anybody. And all of your shitty friends that you say you'll keep it together but I know you're gonna make those walls fall down, they always do.

I'd rather sleep with just my boney knees and the thought of someone that stands up straight for me. I guess I'll sleep alone tonight hahaha...

I don't have a lot of money, that's fine by me. Maybe then I can feel my heart beat in rhythm with the real me.

Something's keeping me here.

There are minutes when I want to leave this town with the shirt on my back and Saves the Day stuck in my head but there's something keeping me here. I tell myself I won't go back, I'll never even look back. I don't know where I'm going, I'm having one hell of a time getting there... Everyone's trying to find the meaning of the nights.

And I thought this smile on my face would never lie...

If my name falls past your tongue and teeth, make sure it's in front of my eyes and not behind your cheap talk and eager lies. The things you do and the people you talk to don't impress me in any way. Take the easy way out and fall over the cheap talk you send away.

I'm gonna keep getting up even when you keep trying to pull me down. Remember these words when you've got nothing to prove.

It's been twenty something years and I've never been home, I don't even know who the hell I am anymore. I'm really just a kid who's stuck with all the fucked up stuff that comes with life, there's nights I think about how there's someone else that feels how I do.

The last thing I need is for words to sway past my ears through different voices than the person that first spit them out.

If you think this is about you, don't worry it's not. I wouldn't waste my breath on you.

I bleed from the inside, and I won't tell anyone.

I'm nowhere to find, but I couldn't care it all. Live like a ghost to keep me from talking, til' you notice where I'm at, 'cause I couldn't care at all.

So shut my eyes, take my life.

"You are the love of my life. Everything I have and everything I am is yours, forever."

Jump in. What are you waiting for?

20 things you (probably) didn't know about Garden State.

http://shortlist.com/entertainment/films/20-things-you-(probably)-didnt-know-about-garden-state

Unbelievable story.

How to hide your feelings.

Got a hole in my heart that stretches form coast to coast, constantly ripper apart from what I want the most and if I could find whoever designed you there'd be so much I wanna know.

Since I don't like my shape it takes time to prepare, a chronic illness comes in the form of despair. Do you wanna know something? You are the one thing that keeps me up (because I care).

Hello, please to meet you, I am fumbling with myself cause I am just too scared to greet you my love. Goodbye, nice to know you, I am leaving unexpectedly before I got to show you...

How month's go by and I only feel worse, try to forget the ones who forgot you first and you don't need him and she don't need you, gotta stop hanging around because the waiting hurts.

Gotta hole in my head that stretches from ear to ear, i dug it out because I couldn't take the fear and if I can't think, well, I guess I can't sink down and I won't waste another year.

Hello, I don't know you but you make me feel somehow there must be something that I owe you my love. Yes, it hurts me, please just take me to that special place where nobody deserts me.

The month's go by and I only feel worse, try to forget the ones who forgot you first and you don't need him and she don't need you. Gotta stop hanging around because the waiting hurts.

01/04/2014

Hoy ha sido un día más de rutina pero he tenido una sorpresa y es que Ruben Jinxo ha venido a Valencia y he podido verle un par de horas, hemos cenado juntos en el felisano y nos hemos puesto al día con la vida de cada uno. Ojala pudiese verles más a menudo a el y a Silvia...

Bueno ahora me voy a hacer mi ejercicio diario (diario Ha! lo pillas? estoy escribiendo un diario hahaha) y a descansar.

Sonando The epilogue - Crosses.

Hazy.

Some days I wake up dazed my dear, and I don't know where I am.
I've been running now so long I'm scared, I've forgotten how to stand.
And I stand alone in airport bars and gather thoughts to think:
That if all I had was one long road it could drive a man to drink.

But then I remember you, and the way you shine like truth in all you do.
And if you remembered me, you could save me from the way I tend to be.

Because I've said I love you so many times that the words kinda die in my mouth.
And I meant it each time with each beautiful woman but somehow it never works out.

But you stood apart in my calloused heart, and you taught me and here's what I learned: That love is about the changes you make and not just three small words.

Ya he terminado HIMYM...

Me quedo enamorado de Tracy, yo quiero una Tracy en mi vida.

Hoy he visto a una persona que es muy importante en mi vida.

Una pena no poder verla siempre que quiera...

Otro día más conseguido.