tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57254342011-04-21T14:11:21.329-07:00Radio Freakhuh....?happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comBlogger561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1090902114675548442004-07-26T20:52:00.000-07:002004-07-26T21:21:54.676-07:00This is my life...  And it feels so cold... This are my dreams... To be someone else... But I'm still here fighting my own war... No shame for the person I am today... I think I'm doing fine... With what I've been given... This are my scars... They haven't really healed over time... I struggle to ignore them... I hope they go away... This is my smile... It's the only way I fight pain.happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1087800521107018782004-06-20T23:48:00.000-07:002004-07-01T16:22:11.380-07:00Baby i'm afraid of a lot of things But i ain't scared of loving you Baby i know you're afraid of a lot of things But don't be scared of love Cause people will say all kinds of things That don't mean a damn to me Cause all i see is what's in front of me And that's you Well, i've been dragged all over the place I've taken hits time just don't erase And baby i can see you've been fucked with too happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1085469555136493062004-05-25T00:09:00.000-07:002004-05-25T00:19:15.136-07:00Look deep into this hurting eyes to find the true emptiness that lives within... Look inside of me to unravel the truth that lies beneath this bleeding heart... happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1083302374695914782004-04-29T22:19:00.000-07:002004-04-29T22:23:00.483-07:008 FKM!!!!happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1083137881047628962004-04-28T00:38:00.000-07:002004-04-28T00:57:05.750-07:00 {..RF.} "A man searching for lost Paradise Can seem a fool to those who never sought the other world" {Wilderness: The lost writings of Jim Morrison, Vol. 1}happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1082514687498716042004-04-20T19:31:00.000-07:002004-04-20T19:37:21.640-07:00Break away... Sometimes I feel like staring at myself To see this scars that I can't erase, I wanna get rid of the pain That I've felt for so long... I will never learn anything Until I brake away from my thoughts, And stop getting lost In the nothingness inside of me... I can pretend everything is fine But I can't lie to myself anymore. I can get up on my feet again But I'm scared of falling happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1082412510681272322004-04-19T15:08:00.000-07:002004-04-19T17:35:29.296-07:00Sometimes I just want to be unplugged from this world.. happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1082108447860036142004-04-16T02:40:00.000-07:002004-04-19T15:19:32.640-07:00Inspired thoughts by W. Neuton : Blame is a funny thing. The whole idea of blame. If you didn't have blame, nobody could do anything wrong, is the way i look at it. It's even kind of a dumb sounding word...b l a m e...sounds like some kind of silly or little explosion or something...BLAME BLAME!!...When i was twelve we had a teacher for a while who was really into lists. He had us making lists happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1082101067552930772004-04-16T00:37:00.000-07:002004-04-19T19:21:38.716-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMOR!!!...TE AMO PRECIOSA!!!!!!!!happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1081928460909683692004-04-14T00:41:00.000-07:002004-04-15T23:57:10.860-07:00Ya pasaron 7 meses desde que mi barca comenzo su viaje, un viaje eterno por el mar de la vida...un viaje con un solo destino...He pasado por tormentas y largos dias sin ver tierra...pero tambien he visto islas y he probado de sus frutos...mi unico deseo es que mi barca no se rinda y que llegue a su destino para asi poder completar mi primer viaje y comenzar con el viaje en el crusero...:P ..AJ4Ehappy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1078305901460985792004-03-03T01:25:00.000-08:002004-03-03T01:27:39.200-08:00Solo frente a la luna...Solo en el mundo... Alone...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077867022308329782004-02-26T23:30:00.000-08:002004-02-27T00:51:23.966-08:00Ahi momentos en los ke siento ke nadie me comprende, momentos en los ke uno se siente solo...en los ke sientes ke todos te estan viendo y esperan algo de ti...pero no puedes hacer nada...en los ke la inseguridad te amarra las manos y los pies y el miedo te venda los ojos y te tapa la boca... happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077860735221800042004-02-26T21:45:00.000-08:002004-02-27T01:26:03.170-08:00Pensamientos Inspirados Por W. Neuton- Parte de nuestro problema en esta sociedad es ke andamos por todos lados nombrando cosas sin pedirles permiso o almenos preguntarles si kieren ser nombradas...Y despues de ke son nombradas nisikiera saben ke fueron nombradas...Un arbol no sabe ke se llama arbol, un cerdo no sabe ke se llama cerdo...y si el cerdo supiera ke se llama cerdo probablemente se happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077608660824366682004-02-23T23:44:00.000-08:002004-02-23T23:47:31.843-08:00Heart Bloom Silent screams across the room, Just like roses that will never bloom. Oh so subtle yet intense, Is the hidden beauty that we take for less. Sad and full of intoxifing discontent, Are the words that I wish u didn't meant. Drowning feelings of despair, Fill this heart that u will never repair... (To be continued...) happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077607407103629752004-02-23T23:23:00.000-08:002004-02-23T23:25:27.793-08:00I'm dirty, I'm tired, and I've only slept 2 hrs...whos up for some beers??...este dia estuvo de huevas, neta ke con esta lluvia te dan ganas de pasartela acostado viendo la t.v. todo el dia con su cobijita y un chocolatillo aca bien calientito con su panecito al lado....apoco no??...Ke mal pedo ke uno trabaja o tiene escuela y tiene ke andar afuera con todo este pinche aguacero!!...It's just nothappy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077238845390577742004-02-19T17:00:00.000-08:002004-02-19T17:02:42.043-08:00Chingado como odio los pinches Pop-Ups, por cada pinche pagina ke abres te salen como 30 mas...who ever came up with that stupid advertising idea should take the damn pop-ups with one hand, pull his pants down with the other and stick them up his...you get the idea, lets not get to graphic here!!...im thinkin we should all give a big FUCK YOU to the pop-up makers... Por otro lado, anoche me pasehappy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077145779458772052004-02-18T15:09:00.000-08:002004-02-18T16:31:11.623-08:00To much homework...I'm on fukin homework overload!!!...Got to write an essay for tomorrow, 5 pages long, got to do a presentation for friday, and also I have to do another presentation on monday but this time with a little gay model of a room...hmmmm...I think I'm gonna sleep on this... Lyrics of the day: What else should I be All apologies What else could I say Everyone is gay What else could Ihappy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1077052451006891382004-02-17T13:14:00.000-08:002004-02-17T13:16:05.326-08:00I love the beach...the beach is fun!!!happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1076137756146912032004-02-06T23:09:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:24:19.856-08:00beso traicionero... Pensando en ti me encuentro, triste por culpa de un beso, un beso traicionero... Trato de razonar las cosas, pero mis emociones me ganan... Trato de cambiar, pero mi corazon no me deja... Kiero ser otro, kiero cambiar para hacerte feliz, para no ver mas lagrimas tristes salir de tus ojitos tan lindos... Mi intencion no fue lastimarte, solo era un beso... No pense ke esos happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1073381807408613462004-01-06T01:36:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:21:34.373-08:00Palabras calladas... hablas en silencio, tus palabras son calladas, esperas que te escuche, mas no logro escuchar mas que tu respiro. dicen que el corazon habla, mas yo no lo escucho, dicen que el corazon no miente, mas yo sigo esperando la verdad. olvidate del silencio, y hablame sin miedo, dejame escuchar esas palabras, que es lo que mas quiero.happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1071637341396826282003-12-16T21:02:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:22:03.450-08:00Cold Winter Sky... No first winters... No first dream... Skys are empty... As it all may seam... No first summers... No first dream... Skys are dark... Stars look gleam...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1070575521524616002003-12-04T14:05:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:23:25.043-08:00Porke me duelen tanto tus palabras... Porke me llena de odio escucharte hablar... Un insulto mas un insulto menos ke mas da... Aveces siento ke la locura invade mi cuerpo... Ke el demonio se apodera de mi... No soy yo... No soy yo... Porfavor dime ke eh hecho mal... Porfavor dime ke no soy asi... Te digo lo ke mi corazon siente, Y te burlas de mi...Te ries de mi, De odio llenas mi corazon, De happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1070528451768977952003-12-04T01:00:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:24:06.840-08:00La notte solitaria... Noche solitaria, Inundada de pensamientos absurdos, Repleta de suenios vagos... Noche solitaria, Contemplando una luna gris moribundo, Una luna muerta... Noche solitaria, Llena de recuerdos tristez, Lagrimas secas... Noche solitaria, En la ke el descontento acaricio mi rostro, Triste y pasajera... Noche solitaria, Escuchando el eco de mis gritos, Gritos desesperados llenos happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1069798582051094182003-11-25T14:16:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:24:45.513-08:00Sometimes I wonder why the sea is so beautiful... Sometimes I wonder why the sky is so blue... Sometimes I wonder why the wind always blows... Sometimes I wonder why mountains are so big... Sometimes I wonder about my reason for being... Sometimes I wonder about the meaning of life... Sometimes I wonder why I wonder too much... Sometimes I wonder why I think all these toughts... Sometimes I happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1069059419383793962003-11-17T00:56:00.000-08:002004-02-10T01:25:26.860-08:00#29... You came to me without a warning, I cannot explain it. You're everything that I ever liked, And you're the only one. I see your face in the morning, It's all I need A passion wrapped up in compassion And I feel it grow in me. Without words you hear my thoughts, Your god touches my soul. You're what I seem to feel I find When I fall. Self-entangling vision, When I see pain in your eyes.happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1068629003483290272003-11-12T01:23:00.000-08:002003-11-12T12:57:47.330-08:00Starry night... Another night without sleep... Another night spent with my tormenting thoughts... Never did I doubt before, Never did I fear before, Insecurities are filling my head... It seems as if pain found a nice place in me, Digged itself inside my head all the way to my heart, Eating my tired soul slowly...Inch by inch...Tear by tear...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1068550711128188542003-11-11T03:38:00.000-08:002003-11-11T19:59:48.906-08:00Counting stars... Can't sleep...Can't shut my eyes, My mind doesn't seem to come to a rest. Damn how I wish to go to sleep... I guess I'll just talk to my angel, Who knows...Maybe angels listen... {On a different note...} Last night was a great night...Time sure flys, sometimes I just wish I could freeze time for a minute or two... P.S. "A pollo is not as big as a gallo"happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1068456946214886152003-11-10T01:35:00.000-08:002003-11-11T01:43:26.390-08:001:35 am Another night spent with the moon, Thinking of that moment... A moment without thought. Feeling guilty inside... Wishing I could just open my eyes And forget about the past... I see regret in my angels' face And that I can not take... Please forgive me... For what I've done was all in vain, Hope my angel could just see through me And understand that my intentions Never meant to be like happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1068115463409073452003-11-06T02:44:00.000-08:002003-11-11T00:20:53.453-08:00Sitting in this chair, Left alone with my thoughts, I feel the coldness of the room... My hands are shaking as I write this, And only one thing comes to mind... A thought that keeps me warm... A thought the keeps me writing... Never felt this weird sensation before, A feeling of staying awake, Just to doze up into that thought alone... The thought of one loves' own... happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-106798111384108332003-11-04T13:25:00.000-08:002003-11-04T13:33:33.290-08:00Mi sobrinita y yop... aint she cute:D???happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1067544709950406882003-10-30T12:11:00.000-08:002003-11-11T03:46:31.513-08:00News Flash Nothing interesting to post for the last week, except for the fact that the city I live in is in state of emergency due to 3 wild fires that started at the same frigging time. At the moment only one has been contained leaving the other two burning everything like crazy...Its sad...Very sad, my own two cousins have been evacuated from their own homes because the fires got so close to happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1066980754970404152003-10-24T00:32:00.000-07:002003-11-11T03:47:39.076-08:00... Doubt, uncertainty and fear, Roam inside my head... Insecurity's crawling up my skin... Damn these feelings...Damn these thoughts!!! Will you please make them go away.... happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1066632176952435682003-10-19T23:42:00.000-07:002003-10-20T00:51:35.026-07:00My salvation... Dias pasan, no encuentro verdad. Minutos vuelan, no encuentro lugar. Perdido en un laberinto de pensamientos, Ahogado en un mar de sentimientos... Surge una ilusion, una luz...mi salvacion. Puertas antes cerradas se abren, Lagrimas pierden su lugar a una sonrisa, Ese obscuro rincon, se inunda de tu luz. Surge una ilusion, una luz...mi salvacion. Dias pasan, mi reflejo aparece enhappy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1066413952353643612003-10-17T11:05:00.000-07:002003-10-17T11:08:11.813-07:00Notte stellata... Beneath the falling night, and heaven's shutting gate. Pray keep your tongue held tight, or suffer the same fate. Under this killing moon, under this burning sky. The fire's shining groom, I hold my breath and close my eyes. happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1066251869805641442003-10-15T14:04:00.000-07:002003-10-15T14:05:44.010-07:00Thought of the day... I love you for being there... I love you for caring... I love you for making me smile... I love you for worrying... I love you for inspiring me... ...I thank you for loving me back...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1065642257393373252003-10-08T12:44:00.000-07:002003-10-08T12:44:16.880-07:00Memories... Today I went to visit an old house we used to live in, I felt the sudden urge of just feeling that old sensation of just walking into a place you called home, something I haven't felt in a long time...When I first steped into the house I could even smell the scent of homemade food, funny because no one has cooked there for over three years already...Then I kept looking around the happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1064909656709865952003-09-30T01:14:00.000-07:002003-09-30T01:14:16.693-07:00Quote of the day... Seagulls cry when mermaids die...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1064908784301454162003-09-30T00:59:00.000-07:002003-11-11T03:47:15.920-08:00My Angel... looking into your eyes I see all I want to be and I don't want it to end if I could only put to words the way I see you I only know I have an angel with me now and when I fall asleep you're all that I see you're in my thoughts and all of my prayers I wish I could mean all that you mean to me my angel without wings... I wish you could see all that you mean to me but I can never findhappy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1064554648654869382003-09-25T22:37:00.000-07:002003-09-25T22:37:28.280-07:00Paranoid... Why can't I move I'm tied up here He said I've seen this Pain before Sometimes I want To disappear... happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1064116069434331202003-09-20T20:47:00.000-07:002003-09-20T20:47:49.090-07:00happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1064115328462652762003-09-20T20:35:00.000-07:002003-09-20T20:35:28.240-07:00Hmm... Si me pudiera quedar y la noche me regalaras, Si me pudiera quedar y el dia me brindaras, Donde los demonios desaparecieran, Y tan solo un angel ver pasar, A esa nube quisiera yo llegar...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1063609887818792942003-09-15T00:11:00.000-07:002003-09-15T00:11:45.283-07:00Dedicatorio... No se que tienen tus ojos, nose que tiene tu boca, Que domina mis antojos y a mi sangre vuelve loca... No se como fui a quererte, ni como te fui adorando, Me siento a morir mil veces cuando no te estoy mirando... De noche cuando me acuesto a Dios le pido olvidarte, Y al amanecer despierto tan solo para adorarte... Que influencia tienen tus labios, que cuando me besan tiemblo, happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1063515042108304292003-09-13T21:50:00.000-07:002003-09-13T21:50:42.010-07:00la cancion de hoy: ..Hey your glass is empty It's a hell of a long way home Why don't you let me take you It's no good to go alone I never would have opened up But you seemed so real to me After all the bullshit I've heard It's refreshing not to see I don't have to pretend She doesn't expect it from me.. (good enough/sarah mclachlan)happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1063499822353793642003-09-13T17:37:00.000-07:002003-09-13T17:37:02.430-07:00For whom may concern... I'm leaving to a place I haven't been. I haven't been myself lately. Lately I've wanted more. More or less of what you got to offer. Offer me everything... Everything is what I'll take.-happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1063499473192814812003-09-13T17:31:00.000-07:002003-09-13T17:31:13.270-07:00Reflection of one Somewhere along the road, I left my soul behind...I roam around now ignorant of everything else.....I dont understand it, theres no sense left in my existence, for you it might be easy, but you still might cry at night, I can't for I have no tears left, no feelings left to feel....I'm empty inside....I've left my soul behind.- happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062922321213813892003-09-07T01:12:00.000-07:002003-09-07T01:12:01.286-07:00...just to be by your side, just to be able to gaze into your eyes means a thousand words of love to my heart-....Bring me back to life, give me back my reason to live, hold my heart between your hands...and never let go.!-happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062710111522549242003-09-04T14:15:00.000-07:002003-09-04T14:15:29.873-07:00Nunca se an puesto a pensar en lo aburrido eh injusto ke es la escuela???...yo si, dia tras dia lo pienso, y siento que entre mas piense mas la odio. El dia de hoy tuve clase de etica (la clase mas aburrida del mundo), y el profesor nos pidio nuestros diarios de clase, es donde anotamos sucesos importantes del dia relacionados con etica, para esto yo llevava el mio, que por cierto dure casi toda happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062530959467484592003-09-02T12:29:00.000-07:002003-09-02T16:36:11.560-07:00Algunas drogas confunden y te pueden hacer mal, algunas chicas te engañan y despues no las ves mas, hay mucha gente que canta siempre la misma cancion, escucha siempre la musica que esta en tu corazon...happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062214607066774302003-08-29T20:36:00.000-07:002003-08-29T20:40:42.623-07:00Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu pelo Y por las calles voy sin nutrirme, callado, No me sostiene el pan, el alba me desquicia, Busco el sonido liquido de tus pies en el dia. Estoy hambriento de tu risa resbalada, De tus manos color de furioso granero, Tengo hambre de la palida piedra de tus uñas, Quiero comer tu piel como una intacta almendra. Quiero comer el rayo quemado en tu happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062130207766947232003-08-28T21:10:00.000-07:002003-08-28T21:10:43.790-07:00"Cuando hasta la esperanza perdida este, calate otro cigarrillo esfumate....abrete la mente y vamos a volar....deja que tu corazon empieze a hablar...es tan facil...saber respetar...es tan dificil...busca tu verdad en paz y amor...juegale...todo el mundo apuestenle...al amor...amor solo a mi alrededor...de los pies a la cabeza amor...amor circula en mis venas...enloqueciendo...ven ven...juegale happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062129412970413292003-08-28T20:56:00.000-07:002003-08-28T20:58:55.446-07:00The better part of ones life...consists of your friendships.happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062048242279459522003-08-27T22:24:00.000-07:002003-08-28T16:45:15.243-07:00I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062048063233694182003-08-27T22:21:00.000-07:002003-08-28T16:45:28.400-07:00The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence.happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1062047568550316772003-08-27T22:12:00.000-07:002004-01-06T02:41:37.076-08:00"To sit alone with my conscience will be judgment enough for me."happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1061863074704653632003-08-25T18:57:00.000-07:002003-08-25T19:24:15.640-07:00.spicy!happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725434.post-1061835016273710542003-08-25T11:10:00.000-07:002003-08-25T11:10:16.316-07:00What in hell is this??happy tree monkeynoreply@blogger.com