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"La historia de David es colorida, larga y llena de batallas, victorias y derrotas. Mucha de la gente que comenzó el experimento ya no está aki, pero el sueño de una vida en libertad. Ahora, 24 años más tarde, gente de cerca y de lejos todavía se sienten atraída por esa mezcla mágica de anarquía y amor que se encuentra en él."

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capítulo 0122: sin daños a terceros

"Ella quiere llorar por anticipado y darse cuenta de que es lo que en realidad quiere."

Bitch
Meredith Brooks

I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

Just when you think, you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me


I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

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Me pareció una canción perfecta para mi situación, qué cuál es mi situación?

Apenas te despiertas y EL está en tu pensamiento. Todo lo que sientes por EL, EL lo siente por alguien más.

"The greatest thing you´ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return..."

Los primeros seis minutos, fueron excelentes. Creí que estarías. Del 6 al 8, sentí que no lo harías. Al 13, me arrepentí de irme. Jamás me había arrepentido, pero no volví porque el 13, no es mi número de la suerte. Lo es el 8. 8 vas a volver? 13 te veré otra vez.

La relación con Carlos parece no avanzar, en una semana nos hemos visto 5 veces y realmente no noto un avance, al menos no del que yo pretendo. Nos hemos besado 3 veces y yo sigo buscando la manera de recuperarlo mientras el sigue buscando la manera de desencariñarse de su wey...(sic)

Realmente no se si lo que hago este bien, pero he decidido elear por lo que quiero, nome iré sin la seguridad completa de que realmente no hay más que buscar.

Pero, tambieen se que me falta coraje para este tipo de relaciones.

Creo que en los siguientes días habrá algo de lagunas en la historia, el orgullo y la melancolía me impiden escribir más...

El sábado fué el cumple de Vic y fuimos a la Chavela al final, todo salió "bien"... Paulina me está ofreciendo otra oportunidad de trabajo eventual para un proyecto de televisión... realmente no tengo mucho tiempo para otras cosas que no sean el trabajo formal pero en fin... eré que sale

Entre oras cosas en estos días y luego de las criticas de Yoko escribí algo más para una canción, del estilo de aquella que alguna vez les di a escuchar, es el resultado de una ilusión de jirones de ideas, de sentimientos...

Our bodies

Well I drove home late last evenin'
My good friends came along
My sweet soul sister smilin' at
The way I sing my songs

And we celebrated, hallelujah
Like we often do
But I never thought this night would have me
Layin' down with you

And we stepped to my soul kitchen side by side
To get another drink and get as cloudy as the sky was
And we stepped outside to have a smoke
Light your cigarette and let your thoughts pour down my throat

And I said "Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?
Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?"

Well don't burden me with those hypothetic questions in your eyes
And time's already stood still long enough to make you cry
Are you thinking what I think you're thinking, drive me mad
Wet my lips with teardrops, or moisture not so sad

And I said "Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?
Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?"

As a point of creature comfort I lay down next to you
Unexpecting unprepared for what you want to do
And I tried to keep my wits about me for some time
But when your fingers ran across my stomach thoughts ran through my mind

And then you rolled your body over and put your lips on mine
Resolving any doubt I had of what you had in mind

We both got hot and bothered, pet me heavy hands all over
Won't you take me for a ride (and I'm just goin' ...)

And I said "Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?
Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?

We'd better stop
My apprehension's growin'
You know what that means
Well I can take you places
Show you things you've never seen before
Well, if I take you and you take me
What happens when we're through?
You said, "I'll probably have a cigarette and fall asleep with you"

So move to me and shake the heavens
Shake the sky
Your salty sweet ambition layin' down
A rhythm like your favorite song
And this is sin and this is good
Now lover don't regress to shame
I know that god was with us boy,
I heard you call his name (Oh. My. God.)

And I said "Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?
Hey, oh no, where's it gonna go?

Through the highest parts of heaven
Down the sweetest parts of hell
You come to me like visions well
I promise I don't kiss and tell
Your skinny lips, your sweat and sex,
Your breath it covets me
You know I like my body best when it is
on your body

Se que sólo es una ilusión no pasará a más, que jamás cambiará a su novio por mi pero al menos quiero aprovechar esa pequeña luz para ser... sólo para ser

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