- Haz una lista de todo lo que no te gusta de ti y luego tírala. Eres el que eres. Y después de todo, no es tan malo como te imaginas un domingo de cruda.
- Tira el equipaje de sobra. El viaje es largo, cargar no te deja mirar hacia delante. Y además jode la espalda.
- No sigas modas. En diez años te vas a morir de vergüenza de haberte puesto eso, de todas maneras.
- Besa a tantos como puedas. Deja que te rompan el corazón. Enamórate, Date en la madre, y vuelve a levantarte. Quizás hay un amor verdadero. Quizás no. Pero mientras lo encuentras, lo bailado ni quién te lo quita.
- Come frutas y verduras. Neta, vete acostumbrando a que no vas a poder tragar garnachas toda la vida.
- Equivócate. Cambia. Intenta. Falla. Reinvéntate. Manda todo al carajo y empieza de nuevo cada vez que sea necesario. De veras, no pasa nada. Sobre todo si no haces nada.
- Prueba otros sabores de helado. Otras cervezas, otras pastas de dientes.
- Arranca el coche un día, y no pares hasta que se acabe la gasolina.
- Empieza un grupo de rock. Toma clases de baile. Aprende italiano. Invéntate otro nombre. Usa una bicicleta.
- Perdona. Olvida. Deja ir.
- Decide quién es imprescindible. Mientras más grande eres más difícil es hacer amigos de verdad, y más necesitas quien sepa quién eres realmente sin que tengas que explicárselo. Esos son los amigos. Cuídalos y mantenlos cerca.
- Aprende que no vas a aprender nada. Pero no hay examen final en esta escuela. Ni calificaciones, ni graduación, ni reunión de exalumnos, gracias a Dios. Felices treinta, viejo. Bienvenido al resto de tu vida
mayo 17, 2009
mayo 13, 2009
The Last of the American Girls...
She puts her makeup on
Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand
She is paranoid like
Endangered species headed into extinction
She is one of a kind
She's the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat
For the coming of the nuclear winter
She is riding her bike
Like a fugitive of critical mass
She's on a hunger strike
For the ones who won't make it for dinner
She makes enough to survive
For a holiday of working class
She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated.
She won't cooperate
She's the last of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records
Singing songs on the even of destruction
She's a sucker for
All the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first
For the end of the western civilization
She's an endless war
Like a hero for the lost cause
Like a hurricane
In the heart of the devastation
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls
She puts her makeup on
Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand
She will come in first
For the end of western civilization
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls
Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand
She is paranoid like
Endangered species headed into extinction
She is one of a kind
She's the last of the American girls
She wears her overcoat
For the coming of the nuclear winter
She is riding her bike
Like a fugitive of critical mass
She's on a hunger strike
For the ones who won't make it for dinner
She makes enough to survive
For a holiday of working class
She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated.
She won't cooperate
She's the last of the American girls
She plays her vinyl records
Singing songs on the even of destruction
She's a sucker for
All the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first
For the end of the western civilization
She's an endless war
Like a hero for the lost cause
Like a hurricane
In the heart of the devastation
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls
She puts her makeup on
Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland
She's got her little book of conspiracies
Right in her hand
She will come in first
For the end of western civilization
She's a natural disaster
She's the last of the American girls
mayo 09, 2009
Last night on earth...
Last Night On Earth
I text a postcard, sent to you
Did it go through?
Sending all my love to you.
You are the moonlight of my life every night
Giving all my love to you
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I'm sending all my love to you.
With every breath that I am worth
Here on earth
I'm sending all my love to you.
So if you dare to second guess
you can rest assured
That all my love's for you
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I'm sending all my love to you.
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
Did I ever make it through?
I text a postcard, sent to you
Did it go through?
Sending all my love to you.
You are the moonlight of my life every night
Giving all my love to you
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I'm sending all my love to you.
With every breath that I am worth
Here on earth
I'm sending all my love to you.
So if you dare to second guess
you can rest assured
That all my love's for you
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I'm sending all my love to you.
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I'm here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
Did I ever make it through?
