16 de diciembre de 2013


You've been searching, have you found many things?Time for learning why have I not learnt a thing? Words with no meaning, have kept me dreaming but they don't tell me anything

All you never say is that you love me so. All I'll never know is if you want me oh. If only I could look into your mind maybe then I'd find a sign of all I want to hear you say to me

To me

Are you uncertain? Or just scared to drop your guard? Have you been broken? Are you afraid to show your heart? Life can be unkind but only sometimes, you're giving up before you start

All you never say is that you love me so. All I'll never know is if you want me oh. If only I could look into your mind maybe then I'd find a sign of all I want to hear you say to me
To me (x2)

8 de noviembre de 2013

"Grandmother Willow: Now then, there's something I want to show you. Look.
[dips her vine in the water in which glowing ripples begin to form

Pocahontas: The ripples. 

John Smith: What about them? 

Grandmother Willow: So small at first, then look how they grow. But someone has to start them. 

John Smith: They're not gonna listen to us. 

Grandmother Willow: Young man, sometimes the right path is not the easiest one. Don't you see? Only when the fighting stops, can you be together."

8 de octubre de 2013

MEREDITH [narrating]
Dying changes everything. There’s the emotional fallout, sure. But there’s also the practical stuff. Who’s going to do your job? Who’s going to take care of your family? The only good thing for you is you don’t have to worry about it. People you never knew will be living in your house, working your job. The world just keeps on going… without you.
They say death is hardest on the living. It’s tough to actually say goodbye. Sometimes it’s impossible. You never really stop feeling the loss. It’s what makes things so bittersweet. We leave little bits of ourselves behind, little reminders, a lifetime of memories, photos, trinkets, things to remember us by… even when we’re gone.

19 de septiembre de 2013

The Maine

I was dancing with the devil, I was singing dirty songs. Pulling whiskey from the bottle. Till the early break of dawn

Oh my gorgeous Arizona. Here's to gettin' caught with you. I was runnin' with the wolves

I was howlin' at the moon

I felt lonely, lost, and stranded. I felt down and torn apart. With no cash left in my pocket, just a shitty fortune card. It read "Strength will find you sooner then you ever thought it would" Then the pain it turned to anger moved to joy, so now I'm good and I'm one pack of smokes from broke. I can tell I will make it alone

So I'll keep on fighting. Yeah, I'll keep on fighting. In the end, when you sink, we float

When you're one pack of smokes from broke 

8 de septiembre de 2013

"Too much of anything could destroy you. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind."

-Effy Stonem. Skins

4 de septiembre de 2013

Se retira un genio

"You must see with eyes unclouded by hate. See the good in that which is evil, and the evil in that which is good. Pledge yourself to neither side, but vow instead to preserve the balance that exists between the two."

-Hayao Miyazaki

7 de agosto de 2013

"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about. And that was the beginning of fairies."
 - Finding Neverland

7 de julio de 2013



A naoidhean bhig, cluinn mo ghuth

Mise ri d' thaobh, O mhaighdean bhàn
Ar rìbhinn òg, fàs a's faic
Do thìr, dìleas féin
A ghrian a's a ghealach, stiùir sinn
Gu uair ar cliù 's ar glòir
Naoidhean bhig, ar rìbhinn òg
Maighdean uasal bhàn

English Translation:

Little baby, hear my voice
I'm beside you, O maiden fair
Our young Lady, grow and see
Your land, your own faithful land
Sun and moon, guide us
To the hour of our glory and honour
Little baby, our young Lady
Noble maiden fair

30 de mayo de 2013

"You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope the train will take you, but you can't be sure. But it doesn't matter because we will be together."


17 de mayo de 2013

Skinny Love


"It’s kind of like the sores are still open. Just scarred over. So it’s like me sitting and examining these scars. Trying to rip them off. Discard them. Or at least explain them, so I can be at peace with them.”Skinny Love” seems this one is about the moment you knew things were destined to fail. Well, this wasn’t about who you think it would be about. Part of the trouble with the old haunting love, is that it fucks with your future loves, and can damn and/or ambush your relationships. That’s who this is about."

  -Bon Iver (original author of the song)
Love hurts. Sometimes, it hurts so much that makes wounds. Deep wounds. These heal. But one day these scars open and bleed again. And over time the pain becomes stronger. Even so we still falling in love. Love is sweet and passionate for a while. Then it's over cause there is no "forever".
Life is love, love is pain and pain means to feel alive.

13 de mayo de 2013

Mumford & Sons - I Will Wait

MEREDITH [narrating]

"There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I would be happy alone. It was 'cause I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone. Because, what if you learn that you need love? And then you don't have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever."

20 de abril de 2013

-Eres un alma atormentada

-Lo sé...pero tu tienes problemas, de pequeño tuviste un accidente de coche, tus padres murieron en el hospital y tu saliste ileso. Te culpas de aquello, de haber sobrevivido y no ellos por eso estas estudiando medicina para poder salvar vidas. Para que nadie sufra lo mismo que tu. El otro día en tu clase pusieron el ejemplo de un paciente con traumatismos múltiples por la colisión contra un camión. Recordaste aquello, estuviste el resto del día ausente y por la noche explotaste. Tras abrazarte durante horas, te quedaste dormido sobre mí porque ya no te quedaban fuerzas para seguir llorando. Y no me importó. No me importó porque sé que era la única con la querías estar en ese momento. Eres frío y distante pero también gracioso y encantador. Yo soy alegre y divertida pero me dan miedo las relaciones. Somos dos almas heridas. Por eso estamos aquí, sentados en tu tejado, bajo las estrellas. No quiero un final feliz, no quiero un cuento de hadas, quiero una historia, nuestra historia. ¿Aceptas el reto?

-...me encantan los retos.

8 de marzo de 2013

Piensas que has conseguido superarlo y pasar página, pero cuando vuelves a ver sus ojos, su sonrisa, te das cuenta de que siempre has estado enredado en su telaraña. Da igual el tiempo que pase, las mariposas dormidas siempre se despertarán con su voz.

9 de febrero de 2013

"Say a man and a woman both need something to sleep in and both go to the same men's pajama department. The man says to the salesman, "I just need bottoms," and the woman says, "I just need a top." They look at each other and that's the 'meet cute.' "

-Arthur Abbott. The Holiday.

"I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas', the worst Birthday's, New Years Eve's brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can't swallow! All the usual symptoms." 

-Iris. The Holiday

The Lumineers - Ho Hey (Official Video)

2 de febrero de 2013

"Look. Can you hear yourself? Can you? Do you have any idea what a terrible person you have become? All you give out is this endless negativity, a refusal to see any kind of light and joy, even when it's staring you in the face, and a desperate need to squash any sign of happiness in me or... or... or... anyone else. It's a wonder that I don't fling myself at the first kind word or gesture that comes my way, but I don't, ou... ou... ou... out of some sense of dried-up loyalty and respect, neither of which I ever bloody get in return." 

-Douglas Ainslie. The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel