Enviada del infierno para fomentar la maldad, el egoismo, para formar chicas superficiales, plásticas, materiales, enfermas, necesitadas de sentir huesos para sobrevivir un día más.
Enviada del infierno para ocasionar agonía a las familias que en algun momento estuvieron unidas, para hacerlas llorar cuando nunca antes lo habian hecho.
Enviada del infierno para terminar con las sobredosis de amor y ocasionar sobredosis de locura, muerte y agonía.
Enviada del infierno para terminar con la vida del mundo.
Y no me interesa cuantas enviadas del infierno hay aqui.No me interesa si yo soy una de ellas. No me interesa si destruyo la poca humanidad que pueda tener en mi. Ya no interesa soy feliz así, soy feliz siendo una sombra oscura, soy feliz tocando y contando mis huesos, soy feliz viendo como fijan sus ojos en mis caderas, soy felis rechazando el amor, rechazando la vida, sintiendo mis heridas, cumpliendo con mis metas, destruyendo la de los demás.
Soy princesa, princesa de la muerte, del dolor,pero soy princesa y eso es lo único que importa.
¿Qué eres?
Ana/Mia es para tí:
viernes, 19 de diciembre de 2008
viernes, 5 de diciembre de 2008
anorexic song
You're fat. Your mirror does show it all.
How could you let yourself
go & destroy your health?
a hundred pounds & five-foot-nine.
You're fat. You really are quite appalled.
But then you'll gorge & splurge
& then you'll have to purge:
a lovely cycle every time.
CHORUS:
Anorexia can be fun, especially if you're bulimic.
Your outfit as a skeleton is all ready for each Halloween.
Anorexia can be fun, especially if you're comedic.
A spew of barf jokes and fingers down your throat:
A belly laugh for every teen.
2: You're fat. The media tells you so.
Just look at all those pix
of all those shapeless chicks.
You've really got to get in gear.
You're fat. Your mirror shows what you know.
You've got to shed those pounds.
You've got to keep them down,
regardless of the news you hear.
CHORUS:
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
who's the fattest of them all?
Mirror, mirror on the door,
... oh, what the hell, let's eat some more!
You're fat. Your mirror would not tell lies.
It's got to be the way
you see yourself each day
& not the way that others do.
You're fat. But maybe just through your eyes.
& maybe in your brain
you've got deceiving games,
convincing & controlling you.
CHORUS:
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
maybe fatness is in the mind's eye of the beholden.
How could you let yourself
go & destroy your health?
a hundred pounds & five-foot-nine.
You're fat. You really are quite appalled.
But then you'll gorge & splurge
& then you'll have to purge:
a lovely cycle every time.
CHORUS:
Anorexia can be fun, especially if you're bulimic.
Your outfit as a skeleton is all ready for each Halloween.
Anorexia can be fun, especially if you're comedic.
A spew of barf jokes and fingers down your throat:
A belly laugh for every teen.
2: You're fat. The media tells you so.
Just look at all those pix
of all those shapeless chicks.
You've really got to get in gear.
You're fat. Your mirror shows what you know.
You've got to shed those pounds.
You've got to keep them down,
regardless of the news you hear.
CHORUS:
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
who's the fattest of them all?
Mirror, mirror on the door,
... oh, what the hell, let's eat some more!
You're fat. Your mirror would not tell lies.
It's got to be the way
you see yourself each day
& not the way that others do.
You're fat. But maybe just through your eyes.
& maybe in your brain
you've got deceiving games,
convincing & controlling you.
CHORUS:
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
maybe fatness is in the mind's eye of the beholden.
miércoles, 3 de diciembre de 2008
Heridas que dejan marca
Imágenes para hi5
Puedes mirarme....
y creer que nada me ocurre....
puedes acercarte y ver las marcas que la vida ha dejado en mi piel....
veras que he sufrido...
creeras que estoy dañada....
pero no podrás ver las heridas de mi interior....
de mi alma...
de mi corazón...
Puedes ver mi sangre....
pero no puedes ver el origen de esta.
Imágenes para hi5
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