Gone away when you had not even arrived

Maybe in another life I could find you there
Pulled away before your time, I can't deal... it's so unfair

And it feels like Heaven's so far away
And it feels like The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away

Leaving flowers on your grave show that I still care
Black roses and hail Marys can't bring back what's taken from me

And it feels like Heaven's so far away
And it stings now The world is so cold
Now that you've gone away


XSC - Jopetas.

Psycho-Fanta

"We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease."

- Cruella DeVil (101 Dalmatians, 1996)

Seldomly

"Well-behaved women seldom make history."

- Thatcher Ulrich

Quaint

"I admire all that quaint, old-fashioned politeness; it is much more to my taste than modern ease; modern ease often disgusts me."

- Jane Austen, Emma

Reuben

"I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich.

I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts.

I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes.

And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night."

- When Harry met Sally (1989)

Nico's

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind

G-L-O-R-I-A

"It's only once that you accept that life is a tragedy that you can start to live".

- Gloria Vanderbilt

De battre mon coeur s'est arrêté

We will pray,
Pray with me
We can bring her back
Pray, remember me


Hen morghot, glaeson...

Portokalos

I know that you say: I get mean when I'm drinking, but
Then again sometimes I get really sweet, so, what does it mean?
If I tell you to go fuck yourself or if I say that you're beautiful to me

It's affection, always
You're gonna see it someday
My attention for you
Even if it's not what you need

Sometimes we talk all night long, we don't shut up
And when it's late, we'll say: we're still wide awake so...
We love to talk about how you'll come up to visit me and we'll rent a car, and we'll drive upstate

It's affection, always
You're gonna see it someday
My attention's on you
Even if it's not what you need

I think of you, I want you too
I'd fall for you

It's affection, always

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Era un viernes de abril allá por 1943 y Albert se encontraba trabajando en su laboratorio cuando, de repente, la conoció. 

Un ligero roce con su mano fue suficiente para quedarse prendado de ella, pero fue un beso muy medido el que le enganchó por completo. Se llamaba Lucie, y desde ese momento no paró de pensar en ella. Primero se sintió mareado, ¿serían mariposas en el estómago? No podía seguir trabajando, así que cogió su bicicleta y se marchó a casa. Allí siguió inquieto, no podía quitársela de la cabeza. Se le nubló la vista y empezó a imaginar mundos maravillosos de colores en los que Lucie le acompañaba en una bicicleta con diamantes.

Sin embargo, al cabo de dos horas, Albert notó que la euforia fue desapareciendo.

Definitivamente, el LSD que había sintetizado no debía mezclarse con la bici.