New Year...

what's this thing about new year??


I hate all the people that starts celebrating and proposing things to do in the new year... WTF!!!
you can start over every day!!


anyway... I'm breaking the routine of playing with the computer till dawn... I'm celebrating with my urban family.. i hope to have fun...

to all of you... my dear readers... have a great time and as always, my best wishes for all of you...


Love, Molks xxx

A Week After...

well..


a week has passed.. ive had a lot of time to think... and i dont always like to think... basically because i get really depressed...
he pensado tanto que ya no se que mas pensar... me he cuestionado tanto que ya no se que es cierto y que conjeturas ha llegado a hacer mi cabeza de mierda...


i didnt mean for this to happen in the first place... when we started to go out, i was determined to say goodbye to him... soemething happened and i couldnt..
now i think that my biggest mistake was loving him too much... more than he deserved maybe...

and now i think that if i am the way i used to be, everything would be ok again... that's the best idea till now...


i accept comments of all kinds...


and I leave you my cartoon which is very cool.. a friend of mine madeit, you can see her drawings in www.fotolog.com/devil_katy

take care and best wishes
Molks xxx

No Distance Left to Run

No Distance Left To Run

It's over
you don't need to tell me
I hope you're with someone
who makes you feel save in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself trying to stay in your life
I've got no distance left to run

When you see me,
please,
turn your back and walk away
I don't wanna see you
'cause I know the dreams that you keep
that's where we meet
when you're coming down
think of me here
I've got no distance left to run

-whoo whoo whoo-

It's over
I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone
who makes you feel
that this life, is a life
Who settles down,
stays around,
spends more time with you,
I've got no distance left to run



I think the song explains it all.... nothing else to do... nothing else to say....
my thoughts are so confusing right now... I don't want to wake up tomorrow...






please.... my girls from santiago call me... Im in Linares and I really need to talk to you... any or both of you would be even better



Molks xxx

Holiday plus In your Room

In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here

In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave

In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here

Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave

I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here

In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon
Or will I always be here

Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave

I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here
Will I always be here

the song's by Depeche Mode, form the album Songs of Faith and Devotion. nothing else to say... I think it0s very explicit... it's my darkest desire....

ok...
once again Im back in the shithole...
desperate bacuse it's too fucking hot and and Im already bored. i miss loads of people and most of all, I miss concepcion.


nothing has happened as I planned...



this is gonna be a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong summer.... if I survive...


best wishes
Molks xxx

FCE

This is the greatest and best song in the world. . . tribute.



Long time ago me and my brother Kyle here,...

we was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome road.

All of a sudden,

there shined a shiny demon...

in the middle...

of the road.



And he said:

"Play the best song in the world,

or I'll eat your souls (wisper:Souls)."



Well me and Kyle,... we looked at each other,

and we each said...

"Okay."



And we played the first thing that came to our heads,

Just so happened to be,

The Best Song in the World,

it was The Best Song in the World.



Look into my eyes and it's easy to see

One and one make two,

two and one make three,

It was destiny.



Once every hundred-thousand years or so,

When the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow

and the grass doth grow oooh



Needless to say,

the beast was stunned.

Whip-crack went his whippy tail,

And the beast was done.

He asked us:

"(snort) BE you angels?"

And we said,

"Nay.

We are but men

rock on!!!!"

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh,

Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh!



This is not The Greatest Song in the World, No No!

This is just a tribute.

Couldn't remember The Greatest Song in the World, yeah,

No!

This is a tribute, oh,

To The Greatest Song in the World,

All right!

It was The Greatest Song in the World,

All right!

And it was the best mother fuckin' song,

The Greatest Song in the world!



Allllllright!

'Ti Tuga digga tu Gi Friba fligugibu Uh Fligugigbu Uh Di Ei Friba Du Gi Fligu fligugigugi Flilibili Ah

(Bow) (Bow) (Bow) (Ooh) (Bow) (Bi)

Fligu wene mamamana Lucifer!

(Mene) (LUCIFER)!

(guitar solo)

And the peculiar thing is this my friends:

the song we sang on that fateful night it didn't actually sound

anything like this song!



This is just a tribute!

You gotta believe it!

And I wish you were there!

Just a matter of opinion.

Ah, fuck!

Good God, God lovin' ,

So surprised to find you can't stop me.(scat)



O hallelujah I'm found! Rich motherfucker compadre aaaaah!

All right!

All right!

 


OK... im tired and I love this song because its stupid... and I have deleted the post I had... basically, Im taking FCE tomorrow and Im nervous... and I wanted to go somewehew and I couldnt because of the exam and Im sad... so...


take care and Best Wishes
Molks xxx

I would tell you about the things they put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the Lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But I think your pulse would start to rush

Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes

Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But I promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see

I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes

Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes


endless week!!!! and its just tuesday....

I love this song because it totally represents what I do and what generally, people say about me.. you what? I dont give a fuck!

im ok... didnt get the mark I wanted in FCE but im the best of my class anyway...

I really need holidays..
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Today

So, I’ve been going out with this guy I met two years ago. It has been strange in a very particular way, because if we count the days that we have been actually together, it’s less than a week. But we’ve been together for 2 months… and officially a couple 2 weeks ago…
I always said that I didn’t like relationships, that I didn’t like the feeling of “belonging” to someone, that I liked being free, and most of all, that I preferred having an affaire than someone who would end up breaking my heart once again.
I was too scared.
I was and I’m still scared of the unknown.
Am I silly?
No, I’m just a coward.
My best friend asked me if I really liked him… that maybe it was an obsession. I have to say that I wondered that myself, and the final answers are the following:
♥ If I don’t like him, why I get these butterflies everytime I see him, and even when we talk by the phone?
♥ Why I’ve never been able to get rid of him, no matter how much I wanted to forget about him?
♥ Why do I feel so good when I’m with him?
Conclusion: I like him. And with my friends as witnesses, I’ve liked him since the first time we kissed. What scares me the most is that I think that I’m falling in love with him, which is annoying, because I’ve never felt this way before.
It’s strange… why now? And why him? Maybe people could say that I’ve could have chosen better, someone my age or something… but I really don’t care… right now I just want to be by his side, hold him tight, and kiss him goodnight… stroke his hair until he falls asleep, kiss his forehead and rest my head on his chest and fall asleep listening to his breathing….
Is that Love?

Ok,I think I’m Fucked


Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Atlantic, by Keane

"Atlantic"
I hope all my days will be lit by your face
I hope all the years will hold tight our promises
I don't want to be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home

I don't want to be old and feel afraid
I don't want to be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't want to be old and feel afraid

And if I need anything at all
I need a place that's hidden in the deep
Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep
Though all the world is broken
I need a place where I can make my bed
A lover's lap where I can lay my head
'Cause now the room is spinning
The day's beginning


that’s all I need right now.,.. just a moment of peace in this chaos... this song’s by Keane by the way...
I’m too stressed to think about something interesting to say... listen to this song, it’s really beautiful...
I don’t know if you feel the same, but there are bands who are perfect for certain period of your life. For example, everytime I like someone, I listen to keane and I feel more likely to fall in love with that person. It happened to me when I got Hopes and Fears, and when I got Under the Iron Sea I felt the same... it’s weird... but then again, music it’s such a wonderful thing, that makes you feel a great variety of things...
I really can’t live without music...
And I can’t live without him...

Best wishes, and leave a fucking post, ok??
Molks xxx

How Could anybody say they know how I feel?

How Could anybody say they know how I feel?

She told me she loved me
which means she must be insane
I’ve had my face dragged
in fifteen miles of shit
and I do not / and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say
they know how I feel?
the only one around here who is me
is me
They said they respect me
which means
their judgment is crazy
I’ve had my face dragged in fifteen miles of shit
and I do not / and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say
they know how I feel?
when they are they
and only I am I
He says he wants to befriend me
which means he can’t possibly know me
the voices of the real and the imagined cry:“the future is passing you by
the future is passing you by.”
so how can anybody possibly think they
know how I feel?
everybody look / see pain /walk away
and as for you in your uniform
your smelly uniform
and so you think you can be rude to me
because you wear a uniform
a smelly uniform
and so you think you can be rude to me
but even I / as sick as I am
I would never be you even I / as sick as I am
I would never be youeven I / sick and depraved
a traveler to the grave I would never be you


This is a song by Morrissey, from the Album You Are the Quarry..
Why I chose it? Right now, I don’t know...
It’s a question I have asked myself in uncountable times, after hearing people say “I know how you feel” it’s very irritating, but when you’re having a hard time, it’s difficult to understand and realise that soemone is having a harder time tat you... and so on.
I like this song since the first time I listened to it, which I have to admit that it was very recently. My friend Tamara downloaded the album and I stole it...
About the prob of the previous post.. I’m better now. I feel a mixture of giving the fight and accept the facts that I’ve been lazy.. but seriously, I was really demotivated this year with german. I seriously thought of dropping it. Until the second semester, suddenly I thought that I could do it, I’ve got the ability... I’m just lazy. And all this semester’s events were like the push I needed to go on... and here I am... with a good level of the language (not excellent, but I can pass) and with the regret of missing too much classes and the high possibility of losing the whole fucking year.
That’s the truth.

And that’s all for this week...
I’m taking FCE next week... so I don’t know if I’ll be able to post something... but anyway... I’ll try.
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

NCR

ni siquiera tengo ganas de escribir en ingles....


es grave...


la sentencia ha dicho lo siguiente...
NCR en aleman (no cumple requisito)

perdi un puto año...


voy a salir de esa carrera del orto cuando tenga 60 años!!
como mierda fui tan pava??¡¡


eso...


desolacion total...


y tampoco tengo cancion...



igual a nadie le importa..


asi que chao no mas


sus condolencias a los posts por favor

Best Wishes
Molks xxxx

I QUIT!!!!!!!

I'm so fucking tired!!!!!!!!!!!!


and stressed as well...

I've noticed I've got like 4 weeks of classes and 100000000 things to do, 4 BIG exams (two FCE's, ZD and Final Exam in german literature)

thousands of papers, articles, stories, tests... this is going to be another hell month....

an to make it worst... no one posts here!! I havent forgotten this blog, even though I've got a new one...

take care and best wishes... I hope to have at least one post... since in the last song there wasn't any...


Molks xxx

You're The Reason I'm Leaving

Some granite wall
Numbs our bones, numbs our all
As we sit on skinny hands
Nothing to say, nothing at all
I don't know you and I don't want to
You're so awkward just like me
But I don't care
You're the reason I'm leaving
I'd no idea that in four years
I'd be hanging from a beam
behind the door of number ten
Singing fare thee well
I am leaving
Yes I leave it all to you
You're the reason I'm leaving
As we ride along under an optimistic sun
The radio sings that Everybody song by rem
And Here I Am Fighting Fighting
Yes I'm Fighting not to cry
And that's another reason
Why I oughtta hate you like I do
Like I do
I'm the reason you're leaving


Things have gotten a bit better... I’m still nervous about my presentation tomorrow....
I really like this song because it’s a bit of a hate song but without being too rude, and that’s is to be politically correct... sometimes it’s necessary not being rude the whole time like I do...


I SERIOUSLY don’t know what to write... my stock of songs to write about is empty right now..
But for all those who were worried, don’t be... I’m ok... JUST SHIT SCARED ABOUT TOMORROW!

Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Drown With Me

Drown With Me

So you have been of use
And you have been abused
You know you look pale today
Your lipstick has gone astray

You sold out and lost your looks
You gave away all your books
(You should drown with me)
Your coil has been wound up tight
Unwind it with me tonight
(You should drown with me)

Tyre tracks Fresh on the ground
Where she will be found
Held under the water
Resting there in a stream
View from the cold water
Buried in green
Orange filter sky

Your drowning in family there
When will you come up for air
(You should drown with me)
Don't feel you let 'em down
Cos they have already drowned
(You should drown with me)

I wanted to write this song since a long time... I get a lot of memories with it... it makes me think of a really good friend of mine; because porcupine tree is his favourite band.
It’s the first time I read the lyrics... what do I think it means?? It’s about letting people down, and about how you shouldn’t care about it..
It doesn’t matter if you’re letting someone down as long as you feel you’re doing the right thing. It’s a bit harsh.. but how many times you have given up on something you wanted, just because other people told you not to do it? If I had followed other people’s opinion.. I wouldn’t be studying what I’m studying and I wouldn’t be with Him... you have to drown all that kind of people somehow.... just listen to your mind, and it will tell you exactly what to do...

I’m not very well for all those who want to know... I’m very stressed and worried about 1000 things to do... I didn’t do very well in 2 exams... tomorrow I’ve got another one... and he hasn’t texted me very much... he doesn’t remember that I exist I think..

I’ll try to write something happier next week... but that’ll depend on a lot of things...
Best wishes,Molks xxx

Pure Morning...

Pure morning
A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breast and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather
A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend who'll tease is better
Our thoughts compressed
Which makes us blessed
And makes for stormy weather

A friend in need's a friend indeed
My Japanese is better
And when she's pressed she will undress
And then she's boxing clever
A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend who bleeds is better
My friend confessed she passed the test
And we will never sever

Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Pure morning
Pure morning
Pure morning

A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend who'll tease is better
Our thoughts compressed
Which makes us blessed
And makes for stormy weather
A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend who bleeds is better
My friend confessed she passed the test
And we will never sever

Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Pure morning
Pure morning
Pure morning
A friend in need's a friend indeed
My Japanese is better
And when she's pressed she will undress
And then she's boxing clever
A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breast and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather

I really didn’t know what song I was going to talk about... coz the one I wanted, I don’t have the lyrics...
So.. Pure Morning... song from 1998, from the Without You I’m Nothing album by Placebo (for a change)
My greatest friend dedicated this song to me in 2004... and even though I fell a bit tired of it... it means a lot.. and it’s like our compromise of friendship... and in spite of the rest of my friends ( whom I love too, of course) she’s like my most important... there’s a moment in your life in which you have a brother or sister... and I have to say that she’s my sister.. she’s been my sister for a long time and i hope she keeps being my sister till the day I die. Pali, this one is for you...
These 3 weeks have been really tough, I’ve been feeling a bit lost, tired and all those things... but I’m going home, I’m going to see my family, my friend and last but not least... I’m going to see HIM...
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

haemoglobin

Haemoglobin

I was hanging from a tree
Unaccustomed to such violence
Jesus looking down on me
I'm prepared for one big silence

How'd I ever end up here
Must be through some lack of kindness
And it seemed to dawn on me
Haemoglobin is the key

Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat

At the time they cut me free
I was brimming with defiance
Doctors looking down on me
Breaking every law of science

How'd I ever end up here
A latent strain of color blindness
Then it seemed to dawn on me
Haemoglobin is the key

Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat

Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat

Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground

As they drag me to my feet
I was filled with incoherence
Theories of conspiracy
The whole world wants my disappearance

I'll go fighting nail and teeth
You've never seen such perseverance
Gonna make you scared of me
'Cause haemoglobin is the key

Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heartbeat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heart beat

Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heart beat
Haemoglobin is the key
To a healthy heart beat

Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go

Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go
Now my feet don't touch the ground
Now my feet don't touch the ground, go.


Ok... back in hell..
I simply love this song... it has such strength, power, willing of living.. all the things I’m lacking right now...
I’m so tired, dissapointed, sick of everything and almost everyone.
I want to believe that everything will change someday... but I’m not so sure of it... it’s like, everytime a part of your life gets better, the other falls down espectacularly to pieces. Maybe I have to sacrifice that thing to get the other... but it seems like I can’t have both... I said I was going to fight... but I just can’t find the tools right now... I’m tired... so tired... I wish not to wake up tomorrow, I don’t care, I’m done with all this...
Dunno what else to say...

Best Wishes for you all
Molks xxx

You don't care about us

If it's a bad day,
you try to suffocate.
Another memory, scarred.
If it's a bad case,
then you accelerate,
you're in the getaway car

.You don't care about us oh oh
You don't care about us oh oh
You don't care about us oh oh
You don't care about us.

If it's a bad case,
you're on the rampage
.Another memory, scarred
.You're at the wrong place,
you're on the back page,
You're in the getaway car

.You don't care about us oh oh
You don't care about us oh oh
You don't care about us oh oh
You don't care about us.

It's your age,
It's my rage
It's your age,
It's my rage
It's your age,
It's my rage

You're too complicated,
we should separate it.
You're just confiscated,
you're exasperating.
This degeneration,
mental masturbation.
Think I'll leave it all behind
Save this bleeding heart of mine
It's a matter of trust X4

Because
You don't care about us X4
It's your age,
It's my rage
It's your age,
It's my rage


I really like this song.. dunno why I’m posting it today.. maybe because I’ve got an age problem... which has brought me more problems... that’s why it’s my rage.
And he doesn’t care about us either.. so why I keep on this?... I seriously don’t know... the most sensible thing to do is leaving it all behind and save this bleeding heart of mine. I hate feeling like this. sometimes I hate him. I hate the way he can change my mood... I said before that I was going to get rid of him... but til now... I haven’t. And it’s not because I don’t want to, it’s because I can’t. Well.. this weekend I might see him.. I mean I have to.. he’s got some of my cds and I need them... I hope I can tell him the way I feel, and stop all this....
Have a nice looooooong weekend.
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Outsiders

We've seen some change
But we're still outsiders
If everybody's here
Then hell knows
We ride alone

I've seen some years
But you're still my Caesar
With everything I feel
I feel you've already been here
The only difference is all I see is now all that I've seen
It's bright on the outside
The bright love the dark side
I know it's obvious
But sometimes
You just have to say it
So you don't feel so weak
About being such a freak
Or alone
In seventeen years
Will you still be Camille
Lee Miller, Gala or whatever
You know what I mean, yeah
Love'll die
Lovers fade
But you still remain there
Squeezing in your fingers
What it means for me to be
The only difference is what might be is now what might have been
When you saw me sleeping
You thought I was dreaming of you
I didn't tell you
That the only dream
Is Valium for me
The only difference is that
What Might Be Is NOW


Good day to you all… this is another song by FF… it’s called outsiders... the tune is awesome, I love the sound of the drums.
There’s one phrase of the song that captivated me when I first listened to it. “Love will die, Lovers fade, but you still remain there” meaning no matter how many people you love, someone will always be there and for me those are my friends. As I’ve written before my friends are the most important thing for me…
I’d love to write more, but I’ve got phonetics homework to do, study for my German test, and write a story about Vanity Fair… has anyone seen that movie? It’s very good…
Well, that’s all… take care… dunno what song is coming next…
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

You Could (always) Have it So Much Better!!

You Could Have It So Much Better
The last message you sent
Said I looked really down
That I oughtta come over
And talk about it
Well I wasn't down
I just wasn't smiling at you
As I look at us now it seems
That your slapping my back
as if it's all alright
but it's not
I'm trying to get up
But you're pushing me down
Yeah you're pushing me down

So I'll get on my own

Now there's some grinning goon
On my TV screen
Telling us all that
It's alright because
She wears this and
He said that and
If you get some of these
It'll all be alright
Yeah if you get some of these
It'll all be alright
Well I refuse
To be a cynical goon
Passing the masses
An easy answer
Because it won't be alright
Oh no it won't be alright
It won't be alright

Unless you get up
Come on and get up

Well I'm just a voice in your earpiece
Telling you no
It's not alright
You know you could have it so much better
You could have it so much better
If you tried


This song is great, it is meant to be the antithesis of the slogan “you never had it so good” according to an interview I read.
This is my attitude nowadays... never to feel satisfied, knowing that I can do it better.. am I obsessed?? NO, I just want to be the best in what I do.
It also gives me energy, the tune is quite catchy, especially when you’re going on the fucking bus to Uni... that’s why I love FF so much,they’re amazing.. I really hope they come back soon... A very good friend of mine went to the Reading Festival, when they were presentating... I can’t help hating him, because he doesn’t like them, so he didn’t enjoyed it at all... I wish I could have been there... at least he’s sending me the pictures and some videos he got me... I appreciate a lot the fact that he took some pics just for me.. thank you!!!!!!!!!!
Dunno was noch to say...
I’m a bit lost, now that I don’t have a specific album to write about, but I think the next song is by FF too...

Best Wishes
Molks xxx


*sobre el post anterior: me dio la wea cuando estaba hablando con mi amigo que fue a ver FF, me estruje el cerebro tratando de entender por que esta tan lejos, y por que estan todos lejos. Tengo muy buenos amigos aqui, pero igual se siente raro sin algunas personas con las que solia pasar mucho tiempo... haciendo nada pero a la vez, añadiendo paginas a nuestra historia. Solo el destino tiene las respuestas de los por que... el destino quiso que nos encontraramos en un random place para despues separarnos... y quizas encontrarnos en otro random place... ojala sea pronto... me carga la incertidumbre de no saber cuando.
Si preocupe a algunas de mis lectoras regulares (Caty o Romi), lo siento... pero aca esta la explicacion. (dudo que otras personas aparte de uds. Pase por aqui...) En la casa esta todo bien...
Aprovecho de pasar el dato: TENGO 5 GATOS! La prostituta de mi gata ya los tuvo... no los he visto, pero segun mi mama estan todos bien y lindas las cagas esas... no se si mi familia va a querer alguno... la loca de mi hermana los quiere todos... pero.. SI ALGUIEN QUIERE UN GATO ME AVISA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O mi perrito lindo se volvera loco...


Eso.. ahora si que si... Auf Wiedersehen! xxx

Y ahora que?? (tercera parte)

estaba todo bien y de repente me vino otra vez...

estaba todo tan bien...

es solo una caida momentanea... pero puta que dolio...

por qué estás tan lejos y a la vez tan cerca?

lejos geograficamente

cerca mentalmente...

te extraño caleta... no tienes idea

por lo menos siento que tambien me hechas de menos...

te quiero mucho...

eso queria decir... ojala reciba algun puto post!

estoy bien... ya pasara...

y ahora si que el prox. post es FF... creo que es I'm your Villain o YCHISMB...

Best Wishes

Molks xxx

Good Work if you can get it.....

Scheisse

aburrida....




hoy es uno de los pocos dias en que odio concepcion....
quiero ver a mis amigos... los extraño mucho!!!!


ahora voy a salir... me sacan a pasear....



hasta la prox y no se que wea voy a escribir desdues

best wishes
Molks xxx

The Start of Something Beautiful

Always in my thoughts you are
Always in my dreams you are
I got your voice on tape, I got your spirit in a photograph
Always out of reach you are
Cold inside my arms you are
Simple like a child you are
I remember when you took my hand and led me through the rain
Down inside my soul you are

The more I show the way I feel
The less I find you give a damn
The more I get to know
The less I find that I understand
Innocent, the time we spent
Forgot to mention we're good friends
You thought it was the start of something beautiful?
Well think again.

Mother lost her looks for you
Father never wanted you
I trust to love and then I find you never really felt the same
There's something in your heart so cruel

This song is by a band called Porcupine Tree, the album is Deadwing from 2005 if you’re interested...
I like this song because it’s like me, the more I show the way I feel to someone the less I find he cares... Sometimes I get confused and I start feeling things I shouldn’t for some people. And when I think something magical is happening, suddenly I realise it’s not true, it’s all in my head... and I was thinking it was the start of something beautiful...
Lately, I’ve been recovering of that “disease” the last time it hasppened, I told myself that I always did those kind of things so it wasn’t real.. and it went away... as simple as that... I’m glad... otherwise, I would be crazier now...
Well.. I can’t think of anything interesting to write... so I’ll leave it here... dunno what song will be next.. I think it’s FF... but I’m not sure...
Take care and don’t forget to post...
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Good Work if you can get it...

Come on Home

Although my lover lives in a place that I can't live
I kind of find I like a life this lonely
It rips and pierces me in places I can't see
I love the rip of nerves, the rip that wakes me
So I'm dissatisfied, I love dissatisfied
I love to feel there's always more that I need

So come on home

You're where you want to be, I'm where I want to be
Caught up chasing everything I've ever wanted
I replace you easily, replace pathetically
I flirt with any flighty thing that falls my way
But how I needed you, when I needed you
Let's not forget we are so strong, so bloody strong

Come on home

Blue light falls upon your perfect skin
Falls, and you draw back again
Falls, and this is how I fell
And I can not forget this
And I can not forget this

Come on home
So come on home
But don't forget to leave

Hallo hallo!!!
I told you I was going to write other songs, not by Placebo.. this one is by Franz Ferdinand (FF for short)... from the first album... A friend told me once that FF was a band with a weak first record and an excellent second record... I agree to a certain point, I love the first album and without it, the second one would have never been so great as it is...
I love this song, is fucking amazing... maybe musically speaking is simple and all that... but the lyrics... they’re so like me...
I kinda find I like a life this lonely... I’m always complaining aout being alone and single and whatever, the truth is that I like being alone... I can’t see myself tied to someone... dunno how much I could stand it without turning into a psycho.. and the thought of becoming a psycho freaks me out.. so I prefer being alone... and I’m liking it, you know? I never thought of liking this situation, but right now I’m loving it! And I’m chasing everything I’ve ever wanted, I’m having the time of my life with my friends, though I miss a lot of them who are away from here... sometimes I really think it’s a blunder that this country is so long... everything is so far away... but I don’t forget that we’re so strong, so bloddy strong...

That’s all I can say.. Ich habe viele Sachen zu machen...
Take care and I’ll see you soon
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

P.S.: I confess my weakness... I couldn't stick to what I wrote in the last post... but i don't regret it and that's what counts... right?

Song to say Goodbye

song to say goodbye

you are one of god’s mistakes
you crying, tragic waste of skin
I’m well aware of how it aches
And you still won’t let me in
Now I’m breaking down your door
To try and save your swollen face
Though I don’t like you anymore
You lying trying waste of space

Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of tose
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry
My oh my

You were mother nature’s son
Someone to whom I could relate
Your needle and your damage done
Remains a sordid twist of fate
Now I’m trying to wake you up
To pull you from the liquid sky
‘cause if I don’t we’ll both end up
with just your song to say goodbye
my oh my

a song to say goodbye

a song to say
before our innocence was lost
you were always one of tose
blessed with lucky sevens
and the voice that made me cry

a song to say goodbye...

this is why I love this album... because I can feel every song; this one for example, it tells how I feel right now... I have to say goodbye to someone who’s fucking with my Brain, whose voice makes me cry and everything he does. I’m sorry for all this, but I can’t do it anymore.. I know that finally I had the approval of all my friends... I thought he would do me some well... but he hasn’t and he won’t... after all, we just have our song to say goodbye. I still like him, though... but I can’t stand feeling like this for someone who doesn’t even like me, respect me and valuate me at all...
maybe someday he will realise that he could have had everything he had ever wanted with me, and regret for losing the chance... as some other guy did last year... but, this is the last time I write about you in this blog... or at least with good feelings.. I wish you the best for your future; but seriously, next time you call me, I won’t be there... I just need to get the cd’s I lent you...
enough of this.. I greet the friend I met this weekend after a looooooong time without seeing them, I’m so glad that there weren’t empty spaces between us... I love you my girls!!!!!

As I said before, this is the last dong of MEDS, but I’ll be writing about other songs now...
Best wishes
Molks xxx

In the cold light of morning...

In the cold light of morning

In the cold light of morning
While everyone’s yawning
You’re high
In the cold light of morning
The party gets boring
You’re high
As your skin starts a scratching
Wave yesterday’s actions goodbye
Forget past indiscretions and stolen possessions
You’re high
In the cold light…

In the cold light of morning
While everyone´s yawning you’re high
In the cold light of morning
You’re drunk sick from whoring and high
Staring back from the mirror
A face that you don’t recognise
It’s a loser, a sinner, a cock in a dildo’s disguise
In the cold light…

Tomorrow…

As your skin starts a scratching
Wave yesterday’s actions goodbye
Forget past indiscretions and stolen possessions
You’re high
In the cold light of day
Tomorrow´s only a kettle whistle… away
In the cold light of day…


Hello once again…
This song is the one that gives the name to this blog, I’m sure that someday I’ll be sued for using the name…
Well, the song is beautiful. It’s got a lot of influence from Leonard Cohen if you think about it… the thing I like the most is that, (from my point of view) is the story of an end of a party, and therefore, the end of a story… and morning might be the start of a brand new day, but here it means the end of something, that’s why maybe it’s cold…
And the kettle whistle… means, breakfast… the natural symbol of breakfast, and of course that the day has begun… sad song to be honest…

I remind you, reader, that these are just my thoughts, it’s not the personal thinking of the band or anything like it… it’s just what I feel…

That’s all… Next time I’ll be writing about the last song and that will conclude my revision of Meds…
Take care and see you soon
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

I'm one of a kind!

One of a Kind

On top of the world you get nothing done
Talk is cold and burns like the sun
Can’t you see these skies are breaking
‘cause the top of the world is where I’m from
the back of the class is where I was
keeping quiet, playing dumb
can’t you see these skies are breaking
‘cause the back of the class is where I’m from

and I am one
I am
I am one
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am

I’m on a race and it’s killing time
I don’t need yours I’ll keep it with mine
Can’t you see these skies are breaking
‘cause I’m on a race and I’m doing fine, thank you
two of a kind and no one home
I’m in a crowd and I’m still alone
Can’t you see these skies are breaking
‘cause one of a kind is all I own

and I am one
I am
I am one
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am

Out of the womb and into the void
I wanna try but I get annoyed
Can’t you see these skies are breaking
‘cause I’m out of the womb and into the void

I am one
I am
I am one
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am (x2)

On top of the world you get nothing done



This is the other song that I first said “don’t think I’ll like it” and it turned out to be the contrary.
This song represents me a lot... quite a lot, especially “the back of the class is where I was, keeping quiet playing dumb” I never did anything in high school, I didn’t want to be noticed too. I wanted to keep a low profile to avoid teasing and all that. My classmates never understood me, just my friends. And I’m glad... because I never liked them anyway, and I never felt part of the class...
The other bit that I like is “I’m in a crowd and I’m still alone” that represents life in general, you might think there will always be someone by your side, but no... you were born alone and you’ll die alone... it’ll sound stupid but it is described in the movie Titanic, when Rose says that she felt she was screaming in a crowded room and no one paid attention to her. Dunno if any of you will remember...
“I don’t need yours, I’ll keep it with mine” it’s a way to get rid of things that aren’t necessary, facing things alone... which sucks, but someday you have to grow up and realise that you have to live for yourself and become independent (erwachsen, lol)
the reason why I like this song is because I am one of a kind!, I’ve got a gift and I hope to develop it in this race in which I’m still doing fine, THANK YOU...

to end with this post, thanks to all the people who have posted lately, and if Nullmensch is around here... Who are you?? You posted in my friend Motoko’s blog saying that you got there through my blog...
that’s all
next one is In the cold light of morning.. and only 2 songs to go!!!! After I finish with meds, I’ll keep writing about songs, I’ll give a rest to Placebo...

Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Ich weiss nicht

No se que escribir.. una amiga me dijo que cambiara el post, y como no venia con nada preparado... vomitare lo que he estado haciendo..
vengo a la U para disfrutar las clases... y NO HAY!!!!! me levante temprano pa puro weiar...

pero estoy de vuelta y eso es lo que importa, porque tengo a mis amigos aqui... aunque extraño a alguien.. a varias personas en realidad... la facultad ya no es la misma... y concepcion es un poco mas latoso si no estan aqui...
quiero mucho a mi gente que esta lejos...
al del norte y a los de mas al norte todavia...
cuidense y pa la proxima es One of a Kind...

best wishes
Molks xxx

Broken Promise

Guten Abend Leute...

Broken Promise

We’ll rise above this
We’ll cry above this
As we live and learn
A broken promise
I was not honest
Now I watch as tables turn
(and you’re singing)

I’ll wait my turn to tear inside you
watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
I’ll wait my turn

I’ll cry about this
And hide my cuckold eyes
As you come off all concerned
I’ll find no solace in your poor apology
In your regret that sounds absurd
(keep singing)

I’ll wait my turn to tear inside you
watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn to terrorize you
Watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
I’ll wait my turn

A promise is a promise, A promise is a promise, A promise is a promise...

I’ll wait my turn to tear inside you
Watch you burn
I’ll wait my turn
I’ll wait my turn

A broken promise, you were not honest
I’ll bide my time, I’ll wait my turn.


This song cannot fit my any better at this moment...
Feeling betrayed, broken and all that is exactly what I’m feeling right now. But I don’t want to talk about that now. Although it wasn’t for the same reason that appears in the song. The song talks about adultery, and it’s sooooo modern the fact that is sung by two men. You have to be really hurt to want to watch someone burn and to wait the time for revenge... so like me...

Well, it’s the end of the semester,I’m going home this weekend and dunno when I’m coming back... hope to be like Brian in the picture... drinking and smoking. Let’s hope everything ends
up ok...

Mind you, I wrote that a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong time ago...
well, my holidays were shit (as always) but anyway... it could have been worst if it weren't for someone who made me go out of my house... I deeply thank you...
now I've got to come back to Uni... I miss everyone! I just want to go back soon!!!
seeya later

best wishes
Molks xxx

Maldita sea la papaya tecnologia

puta la wea...


tenia un gran post para hoy y este computador de mierda, de este ciber de mierda, en este basurero de mierda no me pesca el puto pen drive...


vayanse todos a la chucha...


ya estoy chata de todo... quiero cerrar los ojos y no volver a despertar...
de que sirve soñar si nada te va a resultar?

de nada



solo quiero desaparecer o extirpar esto que estoy sintiendo






postee el que se haya sentiodo como yo alguna vez.

best wishes (NOT for me)
Molks xxx

Pierrot the clown

Leave me dreaming on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow
For the next round
keep this scene inside your head
as the bruises turn to yellow
the swelling goes down

and if you’re ever around
in the city or the suburbs of this town
be sure to come around
I’ll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown like Pierrot the clown

Saw you crashing round the bay
Never seen you act so shallow
Or look so Brown
Remember all the things you’d say
How your promises rang hollow
As you threw me to the ground

And if you’re ever around
In the backstreets or the alleys of this town
Be sure to come around
I’ll be wallowing in pity
Wearing a frown like Pierrot the clown

When I dream, I dream your lips
When I dream, I dream your kiss
When I dream, I dream your fists...

Leave me bleeding on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow
For the next round
keep this scene inside your head
as the bruises turn to yellow
the swelling goes down

and if you’re ever around
in the city or the suburbs of this town
be sure to come around
I’ll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown like Pierrot the clown

Guten Morgen...
I’m so fucking stressed I can’t take long with this... but I leave you this beautiful song...
It’s so tragic and sensitive... I love it...
I really have to dash now, take care and next time I post, it’ll be broken promise...
By the way, if any of you is interested, I used to have 5 hours in the computer lab, but now I’ll have just 2, and one of them I can barely use the computer because the teacher doesn’t let us use them unless she commands us which is not very often. So, I’ll be posting just once a week...
Take care
Best wishes
Molks xxx

Please don't drive me blind

Blind
If I could tear you from the ceiling
And guarantee a source divine
Rid you from possessions fleeting
Remain your funny valentine

Don’t go and leave me
And please don’t drive me blind

If I could tear you from the ceiling
I know best have tried
I’d fill your every breath with meaning
And find a place we both could hide

Don’t go and leave me
And please don’t drive me blind
You don’t believe me
But you do this every time
Please don’t drive me blind

I know you’re broken

If I could tear you from the ceiling
I’d freeze us both in time
And find a brand new way of seeing
Your eyes forever glued to mine

Wow... what could I say about this song... fucking amazing...
I don’t think it’s healthy to love in such way... especially if the other person doesn’t feel the same... which I can say it has happened to me... more times than I would like to remember.
But anyway...
For the same reason, I’m not very sure if I would like to feel like it is described, it’s a bit desperating... I wish I could tear some people from the ceiling, to stop feeling something for them when they don’t even deserve it... and I always Remain their funny valentine, the only one who cares about them when everyone has left them... I’m such an idiot sometimes... if I ever do that again, someone shoot me please!
I’d fill your every breath with meaning, And find a place we both could hide: this is like the maximum expression meaning that you REALLY want to be with that someone, someone who might feel the same as you...
I could say something about every verse, but I don’t have much time... so.. the last one
Your eyes forever glued to mine: is there anything cooler than looking at someone’s eyes, especially after you’ve kissed? I don’t thing so. Going backwards, I remember that one of the best kisses I’ve received, we looked at each other for what it seemed hours, and I was thinking, “I could easily spend the rest of my life like this”. I’d never felt that comfort before...
Ok... that’s all... I’ve got thousands of things to do... Including talking to someone... hope it works this time...
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

(this doesn’t belong to the song, it’s just a bit of my thoughts)
*what the fuck is going on??? Everytime I try to reach you, you’re doing something else, and you always reach me when I don’t want to talk about it... we’re not as synchronised as I thought we were... or someone really don’t want us to be together. I really can’t understand why people hate you, they always try to stop me thinking about you, but they don’t know and they’ll never understand why I like you. They underestimate you. It’s probably true that we don’t have the same frequency, but I can’t stand whern they talk shit about you, they don’t know you... I hope you see this someday, but i know I’ll have to translate you everything, won’t I?
(I might regret of writing this someday but that’s really what I feel about Him.)

*this one goes to some people: I’m tired! I hope you get away from me as soon as possible, I can’t stand you anymore. Fucking bastards, leave me alone, I don’t care about you. I hope a swordfish fucks you and leave you all pregnant. If you were more important, I would take the time to fuck up your lives, but you’re not important and being as stupid as you all are, you’re gonna fuck it up anyway.

* I love looking at you, you know? I love the way you smile but why do you have to be in that position?? I bet she doesn’t deserve you. I hope our eyes keep meeting in the middle of the strangest situations... I won’t hurt you, unless you ask me to hurt you

*you really fucked it up, you should have look for someone better, at least someone cuter than her.
But now she’e very dissapointed and I really wanted her to suffer because of what she did, hats off to you!. But anyway, you could have chosen better... not the most desperate woman 0n earth... I still hope you don’t get together with the girl you like because she’s weirder than me and that’s saying something

...Good work if you can get it...

Para ti...

Because I want you

Fall into you, it’s all I seem to do
When I hit the bottle, ‘cause I’m afraid to be alone
Tear us in two, it’s all it seems to do
As the anger fades, this house is no longer our home
Don’t give up on the dream, don’t give up on the wanting
And everything that’s true
Don’t give up on the dream, don’t give up on the wanting

Because I want you too
Because I want you too
Because I want you
Because I want you

Stumble into you is all I ever do
My memory’s hazy and I’m afraid to be alone
Tear us in two is all it’s gonna do
As the headache fades, this house is no longer our home
Don’t give up on the dream, don’t give up on the wanting
And everything that’s true
Don’t give up on the dream, don’t give up on the wanting

Because I want you too
Because I want you too
Because I want you
Because I want you

Fall into you it’s all I ever do
When I hit the bottle ‘cause I’m afraid to be alone
Tear us in two
Tear us in two
Tear us in two

Because I want you too
Because I want you too
Because I want you
Because I want you

I’ve just heard the song to see if my emotions have changed...
They haven’t. So I’ll start trying to analyse it.
It’s the story of someone who’s absolutely fallen for someone. I presume that the other person feels the same, otherwise it wouldn’t say “I want you too”
This song makes me feel positive, and that’s saying something. I’d also like to dedicate it, but I don’t know… I want to dedicate it to a special boy. I don’t know if he wants me too, but now everytime I hear it, I think about you. I miss you a lot. You’re the reason that I want to go home sometimes, just to see you. Even if I have to go to your house to see you for ten minutes, I think you’re worth the waiting...
I’d love to be with you and stop fucking around, we like each other, maybe it’s time to take this a little bit further... if you want... I’ll be waiting... I’ve been waiting for you for almost two years now, I don’t care if I have to wait a bit more. But I won’t be here forever...
I also like singing it, especially the last part, it heals me when I sing it. I think singing it’s a great therapy and I really can’t believe that there are people who don’t care about music very much.
I can’t think of anything else, I watched The Omen... I read the book some years ago and i went crazy and it absolutely scared me… great movie... I reccomend you to go and see it, and speaking of it, I have to do a presentation about it in an hour, so if you’re around... WISH ME LUCK!!!!
See you around. Next song is Blind...
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Adiós a la basura (especialmente a ti)

en este momento decido dejarte atrás...
lo que pasó lo recordaré siempre pero ya es tiempo de dejarte atrás porque no puedo seguir viviendo de recuerdos.

lo más probable es que no te importe, pero prefiero dejar un registro en caso de que vuelva a caer en tus garras...

lo pasé bien, gracias espero que tu tb.

nos veremos en algún otro lugar...

ahora si que el prox post es because I want you....

best wishes
Molks xxx


P.S.: esto va para el ciudadano anónimo...

Y?

puta que me da lata cuando vengo a revisar si alguien dejo un post y no encontrar nada...
pero =... esta wea la hago pa vomitar la mierda que tengo adentro.
no he podido postear ultimamente porque estoy en paro...
pero vuelvo la prox. semana....
si es que a alguien le importa... lo dudo
best wishes
Molks xxx

Post Blue (what a coincidence!)

Post blue
It’s in the water baby, it’s in the pills that bring you down
It’s in the water baby, it’s in your bag of gold and brown
It’s in the water baby, it’s in your frequency
It’s in the water baby, it’s between you and me

It’s in the water baby, it’s in the pills that pick you up
It’s in the water baby, it’s in the special way we fuck
It’s in the water baby, it’s in your family tree
It’s in the water baby, it’s between you and me

Bite the hand that feeds, tap the vein that bleeds
Down on my bended knees, I break the back of love for you

It’s in the water baby, it’s in the pills that bring you down
It’s in the water baby, it’s in your bag of gold and brown
It’s in the water baby, it’s in your frequency
It’s in the water baby, it’s between you and me

Bite the hand that feeds, tap the vein that bleeds
Down on my bended knees, I break the back of love for you


Very unproductive weekend…
Well, here’s the song... this song makes me think of hidden things, feelings maybe... it’s a bit of what I’m feeling right now... and exactly it’s between you and me. The thing is, I don’t know if I can handle it, and I don’t know if want to tell you about it, ‘cause you’ll probably think that I’m losing my mind... If I weren’t so scared of what you might think, I would dedicate it to you.
I’ll just have to tap the vein that bleeds… once again. And stop feeling like this because I really don’t want to be like this... especially with you.
Next song is Because I want you... one of my favourites

Till next time, wrtite you all later
Molks xxx

Follow the Cops Back home (Plus message)

Follow the cops back home

The call to arms was never true
Time to imbibe, here’s to you
I’ll tell you stories bruised and blue
Of drum machines and landslides
Just one more round before were through
More psychedelic yuppie flu
It’s such a silly thing to do
And now we’re stuck on rewind

Let’s follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
Let’s follow the cops back home
And rob their houses

The call to arms was never true
Let’s take a ride and push it through
Suspended animation blue
And blame it on Apartheid
Let’s spend the night in Jimmy Choo’s
I’ll give you coats and cheap shampoo
I’ll give you nothing else to do
And now we’re stuck on rewind

Let’s follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
Let’s follow the cops back home
And rob their houses

The call to arms was never true
I’m medicated how are you
Let’s take a dive
Swim right through sophisticated points of view

Let’s follow the cops back home
Follow the cops back home
Let’s follow the cops back home
And rob their houses



Fuck, this song’s kinda difficult...
Maiinly because I don’t know to who is dedicated... and I can’t figure out some bits.
This songs makes me want to sing, as loud as I can...
There are loads of parts that I like, such as:
Now we’re stuck on rewind:
It’s good to remember the time in which you’ve been with someone or something good that happened, but it’s not good to dwell on memories and dreams and forget about living...

I’ll give you nothing else to do:
I love having nothing to do, who doesn’t? And if you’ve got a friend by your side, it’s even better.
Talking about nothing and everything at the same time it’s something I would forever... unfortunately, you can’t...
I’m medicated how are you, Let’s take a dive, Swim right through sophisticated points of view:
Dunno what to say about this, just that it’s the part I like the most... Let’s take a dive, swim right through sophisticated points of view it’s got a lot to do with what I wrote before...

That’s all...
Feeling better at least...
To all my friends:
I Love you all, I won’t write their names, they know who they are...
I couldn’t live without you, I thank you for everything. You are all very important to me, more important than anything. Maybe I don’t see you or talk to you very often, but please remember that you’re always on my mind. Always.
For that special friend:
It will be 2 years without you, and I still can’t get used to the fact that you’re gone. You’ll never read these lines. You never knew how much I loved you, how much I loved to spend the afternoons with you, playing Nintendo and laughing at each other. I will never forget that picture in your room. I will never forget you. I miss you. And I’m sorry that I never told you all this when I could. I didn’t want to say goodbye, and because of that, I’m carrying that guilt until these days.
I Love you and I’ll never forget you.

See you next time... Post blue it’s the next song... I hope I can say more about it... something Clever at least...

Best Wishes,
Molks xxx

...

No he tenido tiempo para nada...

Ni siquiera para escribir un simple post aqui...

Ahora estoy en clases de alemán...
y pa variar, no tengo ganas de trabajar...

Vi al ciudadano anónimo...
espero que haya entendido la indirecta, aunque no era mi intención hacerlo...

será pa mejor supongo

quién soy yo para dilucidar las vueltas que da el papayo mundo?
Sólo un títere que puede arriesgarse a tratar de encontrarle explicación a los comportamientos humanos...
y encontrar que nada tiene mucho sentido...




Y Nada.


Eso Sería...



Nos vemos en un futuro malditamente no muy lejano...



Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Y ahora que? (segunda parte)

La wea pa rara...
por qué cuando unaparte de tu vida va excelente, otra se cae a pedazos?
por qué?


y lo peor es que no puedo hacer nada...

también estoy chata de ser la única que se preocupa de esto... que te cuesta decir que de verdad no te interesa?? para que pretender que te interesa? pa que mierda???

sé que no tengo poder alguno sobre ti, sólo quiero escuchar que te interesa, que me necesitas... lo que sea...


aunque no parezca estar de buen ánimo, lo estoy... tengo a mis amigos y mi música... eso es todo lo que necesito...


Best Wishes
Molks xxx

P.S.: pa la otra, posteare Follow the cops...

P.S.: y también la próxima vez que te vea,ciudadano anónimo, te mando a la mierda!... o quizás no...

Space Monkey...

Buenos días país loser, gente loser y todo eso

Space Monkey
Space monkey in the place to be
Riding in a rocket to a planet of sound
Shooting the moon, playing dominoes in drag
An increase of population of a hundred percent
Space monkey in the place to be
With a chemical peel and a picture of Mary
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees.

We’re sown together
She’s born mesmer, beside, astride her
I die inside her.

Space monkey in the place to be
A mass of contradictions in a golden frame
Raising the roof in a calamity way
Completely meretricious of a poke in the eye
Space monkey in the place to be
Talk of the town with a colombian rock
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees

We’re sown together
She’s born mesmer, beside, astride her
I die inside her.
It’s far too sacred
Don’t ever fake it
And don’t, and don’t and don’t let me down
Like you let me down before

Space monkey in the place to be
With some free assosiation and a hole in her head
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees

We’re sown together
She’s born mesmer, beside, astride her
I die inside her.
It’s far too sacred
Don’t ever fake it
And don’t, and don’t and don’t let me down
Like you let me down before



I really like this song, it’s a bit dark, like “Something Rotten”.
I’m not in the mood to analyse it though...
I’ve been kinda busy, got 1000 things to do, prepare study, write... I’m still working on that stupid essay, got to finish it this weekend I think. :P
I thank the people who have posted...

Best Wishes
Molks xxx

Drag

Last weekend was really cool, except for the essay I had to write… I had an amazing time, I saw one of my friends singing, had a milkshake (Yummy!) and a cool chat with one of my friends…
This time, I’ll write about Drag


Drag
You’re always ahead of the game, I drag behind
You never get caught in the rain, when I’m drenched to the bone everytime
You’re the first one to swim across the seine, I lag behind
You’re always ahead of the game, while I drag behind
I drag behind...
You’re always ahead of the pack, I drag behind
You possess every trait that I lack, by coincidence or by design
You’re the monkey I got on my back, that tells me to shine
You’re always ahead of the pack, while I drag behind
I drag behind...
You’re always ahead of the rest, when I’m always on time
You got A’s on your algebra tests, I failed and they kept me behind
I just gotta get off my chest, that I think you’re divine
You’re always ahead of the rest, while I drag behind
I drag behind.



Another song just like me...
Favourite parts: “You possess every trait that I lack, by coincidence or by design”.
Generally, I never get what I want, maybe because of destiny or whatever, who knows.
I always complain about that, or used to. Lately, I don’t care about that kind of things, I just want to feel ok. I rather thinking about the present instead of building castles in the air. It makes me feel more secure about everything.
“You’re the monkey I got on my back, that tells me to shine”
I’ve had so many monkeys on my back, they were kind of annoying, but in the end I started to listen to them, no matter how hard it was. I still have some, I still need people to remind me some things I often forget.
“You’re always ahead of the rest, while I drag behind”
I relate this part to a song by Candlebox “Far Behind”, it’s about the same. People who leave you waiting for them, and the you realise that they left you behind.

I really can’t write and I don’t want to hit the wall again, ‘coz my fucking fist is hurting a lot… my head is filled with the stupid essay and I should concentrate on that... even though I don’t want to!.
See you next time, maybe I’ll have a break of Placebo and write a song by other group... but I will finish with Meds some day. You’ve got to understand that analysing songs is difficult . I’d like to know if someone is reading this, leave your comments where it says comments (duh!).
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

P.S.: That's my dear cat Wato... He died... :( he was so lovely!!

Infra-red

Buenos días, país loser…
As I said before, this is the turn of Infra-red.

Infra-red
One last thing before I shuffle off the planet
I will be the one to make you crawl
So I came down to wish you an unhappy birthday
Someone call the ambulance
There’s gonna be an accident

I’m coming up on Infra-red
There is no running that can hide you
‘cause I can see in the dark
I’m coming up on infra-red
Forget your running, I will find you

One more thing before we start the final face-off
I will be the one to watch you fall
So I came down to crash and burn you beggar’s banquet
Someone call the ambulance
There’s gonna be an accident

I’m coming up on Infra-red
There is no running that can hide you
‘cause I can see in the dark
I’m coming up on infra-red
Forget your running, I will find you…


When I read the title of this song, I thought “mmh… I don’t think I’m gonna like this one”.
3 minutes and 15 seconds later, my head was goint to explote. I loved it, the lyrics and the melody. I don’t think it can be compared to any other song by Placebo. It’s unique.
From my point of view, it’s a song about vengeance, dissapointment. I’ve felt vindictive and dissapointed, so I can say this song suits me spectacularly well. It’s like: “you hurt me, now you’re absolutely fucked, I’m gonna hunt you down until you die” that’s what I say when someone mess with me or one of my friends. My friends are the most important thing (with music, of course) in my life, because without them, I would have given up a long time ago, “without them, I’m nothing”. And for my part, there was a time in my life in which everyone could fool me and take advantage of me easily. Until I said to myself that I wasn’t going to take it anymore. Along with that, I started to hate people. Some I don’t hate anymore, some still have to pay. So, don’t fuck with my friends or me.
I can’t think of an interesting thing to say, so I say good-bye.
Dunno when I’m going to post again, but I don’t think you care, coz I don’t know if someone is reading this.
I accept corrections of any kind, you’re welcome to leave them in the comments section.
Until next time, when I’ll be writing about “Drag” I hope.

Best Wishes
Molks xxx

P.S.: Isn't he cute or what? :P

One of the first things I wrote here was “Life after Meds”. If you wonder why, it’s quite easy.
If you’ve wasted time regretting everything you do and what you don’t do, if you’ve always fought against yourself, if you’ve been your worst enemy, if you’ve thought there’s no place in this world for you, if you thought you were alone and no one could ever understand you (the list could go on forever, but I’ll stop here), then we’ve been in the same place. And for that I can say NO ONE IS ALONE. You couldn’t imagine how many people are feeling like you.
Loads of people told me I should forget everything and start living. I didn’t listen, I didn’t want to listen. How could they know what I was feeling?
I was wrong.
I was so wrong and I’m sorry.
Last year I did something stupid, I didn’t think it was stupid until a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t think enough. I didn’t want to forget because I thought it was a big part of me, and if I denied it, it would be like denying myself.
I’m sorry.
I didn’t realise I was hurting people around me.
This summer, I never thought I would be so down. I had, maybe, the worst time of my life. It was so bad that it was hard to smile, to breathe.
Suddenly, good news. My savior would arrive in the middle of March. I embraced the hope of getting it.
I finally got it, after one of the most shocking experiences of my life at university. I lost control and my mind started to fool me once again. The result: a visit to the hospital. That same afternoon, I went out with my friends. We went to the shop and it was finally there, waiting for me... Meds.
I know I had listened to them before, but this album gave me a reason to keep going, when I had lost faith in everything and everyone. I know it’s not an important reason, like finishing my studies or travelling, but I really couldn’t see further than that.
You can say whatever the fuck you want, I don’t care. Not many people can understand the relationship I’ve got with Placebo. Call it obsession, stupidity, whatever. I prefer calling it connection.
I wrote this to let it all out, because when you’ve been bitten by a poisonous snake, you need to suck the poison OUT.
And again, sorry to all the people I hurt.
I’ve got a brand new way of seeing
Now I can start living.


Meds
I was alone, falling free
Trying my best not to forget
What happened to us
What happened to me
What happened as I let it slip
I was confused by the powers that be
Forgetting names and faces
Passers by were looking at me
As if they could erase it

Baby, did you forget to take your meds?

I was alone staring over the ledge
Trying my best not to forget
All manner of joy, all manner of glee
And our one heroic pledge
How it mattered to us
How it mattered to me
And the consequences
I was confused by the birds and the bees
Forgetting if I meant it

Baby, did you forget to take your meds?

And the sex, and the drugs, and the complications...

Baby, did you forget to take your meds?

I was alone, falling free
Trying my best not to forget


First song of the album, first step of a new beggining.
I’ve got no comments for it, I think it’s terrific.

Next time I post, it’ll be the turn of Infra-red, one of my favourite songs of the album. I hope to have time to analyse it and to write something interesting.
Best Wishes
Molks xxx

P.S.: A la gente que no entiende inglés... lo siento mucho pero... CAGARON. No creo que me de la lata de empezar a traducir todo lo que escribo, porque al traducir hay cosas que no quedan igual. Lamentablemente para ustedes, pienso más en inglés que en español, lo que conlleva a que escriba en inglés. Si realmente quieren saber lo que escribo, mándenme un mail o dejen un post y puede que traduzca algo y este blog empiece a ser enteramente bilingüe. Porque realmente no tengo idea si alguien se mete a este blog loser.
P.S.2: Sé que estudio traducción, pero este blog es para expresarme, no para empezar a ejercer.
P.S.3: Alguien me preguntó si las tres x tenían alguna relación con sexo. Si quieren saber... A ESTUDIAR! No les pienso decir, porque pasé 8 años antes de saber que cresta significaban.