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BV girls is freaking out! she really wants to get the fucking out of this town. sometimes she is simply sick and tired of every single person in this world. tired of herself. 

the distance of things.

thedustdancestoo:

she felt insignificant, that’s all.
especially at night with the lights off,
or whenever she looked up into space.

238,850.737 miles

that’s the distance to the moon,
she thought, trying to breathe
but unable to move her lungs

because the distance between things
was measured more in feelings
than feet—

and she felt it, deep and encompassing,
inside every part of her,
as if it were swallowing her up. 

(Source: thedustdancestoo)

BVgirl has come to a conclusion: her mind is too twisted. One day she loves him, the other day she hates him, one day she wants him by her side, the other day as far away as possible, and the next day she goes back to her other love.

Who´s gonna ever understand her if she doesn´t even understand herselve?? I bet that nobody. 

So.. what´s the solution? you, readers, might be wondering. The only thing that pops into her mind might be stop trying to fix things with people who wanted to leave her life.. with people who opened the door and went away.

In this, we are together. It´s simple, it´s a fact: if people go away it means they have a reason not to stay, it might be a good one or it might not, but it´s still a reason. We, the ones who are usually dumped, have obviously to accept this reasons whether we like or not, if we don´t we´ll end up in the middle of nowhere such as BVgirl is righ now, in the middle of a crossroad not knowing which path to choose. 

Then people, be aware. You can be someone´s next victim and you can end up being as upset and bitter as BVgirl is right now. I have warned you!

BV girl is back. Well, as always. agustín finally went away, As every man in my life does. I´ve seen José Luis again, actually many times.. but it´s just simple frindship. A FUCKING SIMPLE FRIENDSHIP.

then… school is a shit as always, but I´m enjoing it.  

I don´t know there are things that are really strange this days… I mean not with school or family or whatever: it mostly has to do with somebody that´s around me avery now and then and it´s making me feel kin´da little nervous. But I don´t know why.. It´s just, He isn´t giving me reasons to.. i think.

ok, i´ve got to leave. keep on later. love ya

Don´t you remember

When will I see you again?
You left with no goodbye, not a single word was said,
No final kiss to seal any seams,
I had no idea of the state we were in,

I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness,
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head,

But don't you remember?
Don't you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more,

When was the last time you thought of me?
Or have you completely erased me from your memory?
I often think about where I went wrong,
The more I do, the less I know,

But I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness,
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head,

But don't you remember?
Don't you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more,

Gave you the space so you could breathe,
I kept my distance so you would be free,
And hope that you find the missing piece,
To bring you back to me,

Why don't you remember?
Don't you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more,

When will I see you again?

JLS, aunque te importe poco.

A ti te estoy hablando a ti, a ti la que no escucha,
A ti que con lo que te sobra me darías la luz para encender los días,
A ti que juegas a ganarme cuando sabes bien que lo he perdido todo,
A ti te estoy hablando a ti aunque te importe poco, lo que estoy diciendo.

A ti te estoy hablando a ti aunque es perder el tiempo,
A ti que te paso tan lejos el rigor del llanto y la melancolía,
Si nunca dije la verdad fue porque la verdad siempre fue una mentira,
A ti te estoy hablando a ti aunque te valga madre lo que estoy diciendo.

A ti que te falto el valor para pelear por ti,
A ti que te consuelas con cubrirte de Channel las huellas de mis besos,
A ti ya no te queda nada,
A ti ya no te queda nada, nada.

A ti que por despecho estas pensando con los pies,
A ti que me dejaste solo incluso cuando estabas en mi compañía,
A ti ya no te queda nada,
A ti ya no te queda nada, nada.

A ti te estoy hablando a ti tan sorda y resignada,
A ti que duermes con tu orgullo y te dejas tocar con tu rencor barato,
A ti que te gusta ir de mártir repartiendo culpas que son solo tuyas,
A ti te estoy hablando a ti porque no hay nadie más que entienda lo que digo.

A ti que te falto el valor para pelear por ti,
A ti que te consuelas con cubrirte de Channel las huellas de mis besos,
A ti ya no te queda nada,
A ti ya no te queda nada, nada.

A ti que por despecho estas pensando con los pies,
A ti que me dejaste solo incluso cuando estabas en mi compañía,
A ti ya no te queda nada,
A ti ya no te queda nada, nada.

A ti ya no te queda nada, y a mi me queda por lo menos,
Este síndrome incurable de quererte tanto.
A ti ya no te queda nada.

A ti que te falto el valor para pelear por ti,
A ti que te consuelas con cubrirte de Channel las huellas de mis besos,
A ti ya no te queda nada,
A ti ya no te queda nada, nada.

AL fin y al cabo sabes que hablo nada más ni nada menos que de mí. 

sin ti no me queda NADA

:/

BVgirl was right. those words where meant for me.. he lied looking me in the eyes, he played with me. he made me feel something that never existed. tears cannot stop running down mi cheeks.. what´s going on with life? what i did to JLS was so terrible? because if this is how i am paying, i am absolutely sure i am learning.. 

I cannot help it, i am exhausted of everything, of mi life. i want something worth living, someone special that makes me get up every day with a smile on my face. 

i just want my perfect man.