domingo, 19 de junio de 2011

Audrey

You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself
R E A L L Y  I  W A N T  U

martes, 7 de junio de 2011

this is me




























NO TE ESCONDAS EN EL LAMENTO, SOLO ÁMATE A TI MISMO, VOY POR EL BUEN CAMINO PUES NACÍ DE ESTA MANERA.
 
 
Im on the edge of glory and im handing and a moment with you.
 
 

jueves, 2 de junio de 2011

UN AÑO EN BLOGGER..
GRACIAS :)