confess**

Te dejaste el libro por la 167.

Marcado.

¿Quién lo desmarcará?

No tengo ni idea.

Lo único que sé es que al coger el libro, me he cortado.

En una cicatriz.

Se ha vuelto a abrir.

Le gusta sangrar a la hija de puta.

'LO TENGO!' - Exclamé cual heroína de cómic.

Salí corriendo hacia el baño.

Buscaba agua oxigenada.

Abrí el armario donde pensé que estaba.

Estaba el bote.

Pero vacío.

Pataleé cual cría de guardería.

Me daba igual llamar la atención o no.

Me da igual todo.

Pero no del todo.


Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it.



Inevitable - Shakira

wehadanact**

Lista de personas que morirán un poco mucho por dentro (en su defecto, se removerán en su tumba) el próximo miércoles al escucharme en la muestra de canto en la que participo:

- Bob Fosse, coreógrafo y guionista.
- Fred Ebb, guionista y compositor.
- John Kander, compositor.
- Bebe Neuwirth, actriz estadounidense en la que he basado mi trabajo.
- Belva Gaertner, persona en la que se basó el personaje que voy a destrozar.
- Maurine Dallas Watkins, idea original de la obra.

A su vez, mi profesor de canto, compañeros y público en general que vaya a ver la muestra.

Juro que uno de mis sueños es interpretar a Velma Kelly (es como cuando sales de un examen que te ha salido como un mojón y quieres intentar ver que puedes aprobar, pero sabes, en el fondo, que si se produce el milagro, las vacas comenzarían a hablar. Y 1) Imposible. 2) Creo que si hablaran, me darían miedo. VAYA, que como no sé abrirme de piernas, nunca haré ese papel), pero creo que escoger una de las canciones más difíciles de Chicago ha sido...arriesgado. Si.

No, en realidad no.

Ha sido una puta locura.

Y punto.

Que Dios nos coja confesados.

Y ponga de oferta los tapones para los oídos el martes.


I can't do it alone - Bebe Neuwirth (Chicago: the musical OST)

Iwon'tsay**

Candy.

It's candy what I'm looking for.

But then again, it appears.

It's that feeling running through my veins.

That rush.

That rush that makes every single part of my living body tremble.

Sometimes, that feeling's quite funny.

But I later realise that that's the kind of candy that has brought me to this miserable path I'm walking through right now.

So I turn around whenever you try to look into my eyes.

My eyes.

They're the main door to my soul.

Why on Earth would you want to come in when I've told you not to do it?

In fact, I'll always remember how I claimed you would never be important to me.

Don't start trippin'.

You are not, never were, never will.

Not that kind of important.

I'm just looking for candy.

I look for it because I'm just a girl, as the song sings.

I just wanna play.

That's the only way that damn rush can dissappear.

That's the only way I can fly and reach my original path.

The path I should have never left.

That's why. Let's play. Forever

Love me. But love me not.

It ain't that difficult.

Just make a move.




Just a girl - No Doubt
I won't say - Hercules OST

Frogs**

I heard about this frog! It's a very tiny frog, but it's also very special. You can only find it in the jungle, so far away from here - but if you find it, and if you touch it... your world can change FOREVER. And if you touch its skin, you can feel your body changing. And your vision also: blue becomes red, and red becomes blue. And your mummy suddenly becomes your daddy. And everything looks like a giant cupcake. And you keep laughing, and laughing, and laughing. Nothing is ever quite the same. And, after you finish laughing, it's time to turn into a frog yourself. It's very funny to be a frog! You can dive into the water and cross the rivers, and the oceans! And you can jump all the time, and everywhere! Do you wanna play with me? We can be a whole group of friends, a whole group of frogs! Jumping into the streets, jumping into the planets, climbing buildings, swimming in the lakes and in the bathtubs. We would be hundreds, thousands, MILLIONS! The biggest group of friends the world has ever seen...jumping and laughing...forever. It would be great, right?