In my younger and more vulnerable years, my father gave me some advice. “Always try to see the best in people,” he would say. As a consequence, I’m inclined to reserve all judgements. But even I have a limit.
-The Great Gatsby
All my fucks were given. Not a single left.
Y sus planes;
como el fuego
y como el humo,
que apuntan siempre al cielo
sin llegar nunca a nada antes de esfumarse en el vacío.
What is it in the inhale that makes the exhale so much better?
You are my freedom,
I’m your cage.
… Guess I’ve always been this way.
I lifted your gate and yet you stayed,
stockholm syndrome some might say…
you should’ve flown.
Now it’s too late:
too late for me
-for this version I’ve become-.
I told you so.
Give me an excuse to be deep,
and I’ll love you forever.
A la gente no la envejecen los años, sino la idea de haber terminado de crecer:
“Stay hungry, stay foolish”
I’d rather enjoy an imperfect real life
than stage a perfect virtual one.
Like all bad habits,
his were the self-destructive kind…
And he was mine.
… and over again…
Naked truth may never make bestsellers;
we like our water sparkling,
our whiskey on the rocks
and the truth: blurred.
We keep striving for perfection,
without knowing what that is.
in a world where light rules.
Most of our heroes go undercover
cause’ that’s the hero’s way.
Leave it to them to save the worlds;
we’ll tribute and praise the greats when their success strikes our paths
and history has proven them heroes
Flip it or rip it.