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That is my foot wearing a 20cm heel. This makes me angry AND sad. Let me tell you why. I love shoes, specially heels, stilettos make me crazy, I am MAD about shoes... but, BUT I can't wear them. I am a 1.80mts woman, it's not that I am too embarassed to weat them, it's just that the world it's not made for a 2mts person, and that makes me feel very unconfortable. Despise all the looks I get (bad ones mostly) when I wear heels, it's SO goddamn hard for me to find pretty shoes in my size (10-US, 41-Ven), this is no contry for big men, or women what so ever. That's why I get so angry when I go out to buy shoes. It pisses me off not to find shit. And that starts a chain of insecurities about my own body. Everything I don't like about me physycally comes to the table and I ended up feeling so awkard, ugly and huge, HUGE (fat ass)... at last, depressed. It's very much out of question for me buying things on the Internet. It would make me a happy, happy woman;

Oh, Holywood… this is the album that lead me, almost 10 years ago, to a blinded love to Marilyn Manson. I mean the whole band… I’ve been listening MM for the last 10 years… I was 11, or so, when I first saw a music video of them from Mechanical animals. As a fan I can say I “know” MM as a distant admiror on a distant land can. Saying this I admit I don’t have a crush on MM as a man or as a character… I have a crush on him as an artist and creator. I don’t like simple things, I don’t even believe such thing as “simple” does exist. I think that’s what MM is… a bid complicated thing wich I have grown along with, and wich I had learnd to love. MM has became my drug, the whole thing is so addictive… I hate and I love it at the same time. I may not listen to them everyday, but I do think about MM everyday… this may be shallow or ever exagerated; but this is what you do when you’re addicted to something… is always with you, it haunts you in every thought, and you put a little bit of that in e

And it feels right this time On his crash course with the big time Paid no mind to the distant thunder Today filled his head with wonder... boy Says it feels right this time Turn around and found the light lime Good day to be alive... sir Good day to be alive he said Then it comes to be that the soothing light At the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train comin your way Then it comes to be that the soothing light At the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train comin your way Don't it feel right like this All the pieces fall to his wish Sucker for that quick reward... boy Sucker for that quick reward they said Then it comes to be that the soothing light At the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train comin your way Then it comes to be that the soothing light At the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train comin your way It's comin' your way It's comin your way It comes! Then it comes to be that the soothing light At the end of your tunnel Was just a freight

Just as usual, I took pictures and then I forgot to post them... but they're still there, so: This one is from last nigth dinner/birthday party of my elder uncle. This is the invitations fro my cousin's birthday, kinda cool, huh? I think this one was something about the fact that my classrooms are the most hidden ones in the whole University. This one, I guess, it was to tell you that I have new headphones with some bling on them... like someone care. This one is a sudden picture of my drawer... last nigth, just because.

In this pic: me and one of my best friends, Vanessa. It was last year, when all my friends and I decided to make a picnic, everything went perfectly well. I was happy that day, honestly happy. And the fact that the picture is spontaneous and I’m laughing in it is terribly cute. - Day 01 — Your favourite song Day 02 — Your favourite movie Day 03 — Your favourite television program Day 04 — Your favourite book Day 05 — Your favourite quote Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad Day 09 — A photo you took Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 13 — A fictional book Day 14 — A non-fictional book Day 15 — A fanfic Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly) Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 19 — A talent of yours Day 20 — A hobby of yours Day 21 — A recipe Da

Today I get to post whatever I want and I thought maybe I should tell you something about myself so you get to know me better. The thing is that I wore grey eye contacts for 10 years (I used them since I was eleven). But this year I decided to stop using it because my eyes were literally getting tired of them. After a day of wearing my regular contacts, my eyes where so red I looked like a punk ass drunk junkie… that’s no good, oh no. So I decided to rest from the contacts lenses for this whole year… I miss them tho. Now I use regular glasses… and I HATE THEM. - Day 01 — Your favourite song Day 02 — Your favourite movie Day 03 — Your favourite television program Day 04 — Your favourite book Day 05 — Your favourite quote Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad Day 09 — A photo you took Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy D

“Awake, yet never truly alive I see valuation beyond reality.” No me pregunten quién la dijo o de dónde la saqué. Ni siquiera recuerdo de dónde la leí, o quién me la dijo, ni de dónde es. Pero la tengo en la cabeza desde hace años. Si alguien sabe algo sobre esta cita, le agradecería muchísimo que le me lo dijera. - Day 01 — Your favourite song Day 02 — Your favourite movie Day 03 — Your favourite television program Day 04 — Your favourite book Day 05 — Your favourite quote Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad Day 09 — A photo you took Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 13 — A fictional book Day 14 — A non-fictional book Day 15 — A fanfic Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly) Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 19 — A talent of yours Day 20 —

El túnel de Ernesto Sábato. Recuerdo que esta novela me la asignaron a leer mientras estaba en el colegio, debí haberla leído por primera vez cuando tenía unos 14 años, desde ese momento, amé esta historia nada convencional (Y la he leído unas 10 veces desde entonces). No contaré la trama, pero para quien haya leído el libro sabe que, a pesar de todo, es una historia fácil de leer, algo detectivesca; pero en realidad, es algo muy complicado, profundo y difícil de digerir. Desde el principio me identifiqué con el personaje, yo podría ser fácilmente él (poniéndo de lado la obvia diferencia de que él es hombre y yo mujer); pero sé que es un ciclo en el cual ve vería fácilmente caer. Lo entiendo, lo entiendo muy bien, no sé cómo explicarlo, sólo se que yo entiendo a Juan Pablo Castel. Es sobre todo una historia de pesismismo, de la oscuridad del alma, de depresión, de odio... todo lo que el hombre "conoce" como "la verdad", la realidad. Y sobre todo esto, es un novela

This one is easy too. It would be Angel . I mean: ex Buffy boyfriend, a vampire with a mortal-love complex, who is a paranormal detective, and acted by David ‘Hottie’ Boreanaz. What’s not to like? I watched this show trought my whole adolescence and would do it again gladly. In those times It wasn´t on the Internet so I had to wait every week to get to see it. And if I didn’t get to see it, I’d die. - Day 01 — Your favourite song Day 02 — Your favourite movie Day 03 — Your favourite television program Day 04 — Your favourite book Day 05 — Your favourite quote Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad Day 09 — A photo you took Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 13 — A fictional book Day 14 — A non-fictional book Day 15 — A fanfic Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly) Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, scu

This one is easy. It would be The Crow , it has been since I first saw it and I'm pretty sure it always will be (the original one with Brandon Lee). I know it might be cliché , but I honestly say The Crow is my favorite movie of all time. Althought all the mistyc and tragedy that a death on the plató could bring, there's a lot more that that to see from this movie. I remember watching it for the first time on TV, I was maybe 10 or 11 years old. My best friend recomended to me. I watched on the living room of my house on a Sunday at 5:00 pm or so, in national TV... Told ya I remembered. I totally loved it, it was the world my best friend and I (totally goth wannabes) had pictured in our infant twisted minds. It was perfect, totally perfect. So, first of all, this movie represent a bond with my best friend, a bond that has existed for over 10 years. Tho I have never been in love, thanks to this movie I am not a cynic cold hearted bitch. I do believe that real love exist, a love

This song is making me go insane: I wanna jump all over the room and sing this out loud till my lungs burn and my troath aches… This song is fucking good, son. “I am loco” - Ill Niño Life is weighing down on me, killing me inside Something I could never be will guide me to the new light Frustrated, Sedated I pray to myself God please Don’t take away from me The only fucking thing That I learned to believe I am becoming the monster You promised to keep him away Now I feel like he’s living in me!!! Anyway, I could never ever be What you think is right for me Are things that I will not believe I want to start a new life Get myself a sharp knife Look into my own life Kill things I don’t like in me But sometimes I feel OK And think I’m unique You always try to critique I turn my back on it anyway Sucker! Punk-ass motherfucker! I am loco! Te falta un poco! To get your ass in a choke-hold! Just kill me!!! - I can’t breathe I am guiding myself right to the end I can’t learn - come to terms Wit

Esta elección es un tanto difícil, literalmente tengo miles de canciones de donde escoger, centenares que amo, decenas sin las cuales podría vivir, y muchas que considedaría como "favoritas". Decidí no pensar mucho en mi elección, la primera que se me viniera a la mente como posibilidad sería la elegida. La primera en destacarse en mi memoria sería la correcta. Y esa fue Stitches de Orgy . No pude encontrar el video original en Youtube, pero les dejo una versión de Stitches en vivo con In your mind como preludio. "In your mind" I will always be the one in your head I will see the light that brings you down In your head I will be there That makes you feel. In your mind in your mind in your head I will see the one that brings you down In your eyes I will be the one That whispers to you in your mind Bring you down, bring you down. "Stitches" If it stayed i'd never leave it If that turned around I'd grieve the special dirty things that we used to talk

I've got a project, and is organized, is continuous, and requires planifications. I love it, I'll begin tomorrow. Day 01 — Your favourite song Day 02 — Your favourite movie Day 03 — Your favourite television program Day 04 — Your favourite book Day 05 — Your favourite quote Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad Day 09 — A photo you took Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 13 — A fictional book Day 14 — A non-fictional book Day 15 — A fanfic Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly) Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.) Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 19 — A talent of yours Day 20 — A hobby of yours Day 21 — A recipe Day 22 — A website Day 23 — A YouTube video Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy Day 25 — Your day, in great detail Day 26 — Your week, in great detail Day 27 —

(¿Estoy loca si ddgo que Munky es demasiado SEXY?)

Por momentos me pregunto por qué mi blog no será tan bueno como otros, por qué yo no tengo decenas de comentarios en un día, por qué no soy tan imaginativa ni tan graciosa ni tan encantadora como otros escritores invisibles, detrás de otras pantallas, a miles de kilómetros de aquí. Últimamente no he escrito lo que siento, no he expresado lo que pasa dentro de mi. Últimamente muestro lo que debería mostrar, lo que es adecuado enseñar, lo que es coherente decir, lo que es consonante con el momento, el tiempo y las circunstancias. Soy redundante. Últimamente, últimamente, se va, se desvanece. La verdad es que mi vida se la lleva algo o alguien que no soy yo; me estoy dejando arrastrar por acciones que no son las mías y sin poner resistencia. Me estoy dejando llevar por la marea y, aunque sé que algún momento me voy a ahogar, no me importa. Porque si comienzo a pensar en la vida que no tengo, en el esperpento que estoy viviendo, en el disfraz insípido que me pongo todos los días; si me pon

Todo esto es lo que últimamente he estado usando después del baño... Qué exageración.

Como ven, aún no supero ver a Metallica en concierto, así que estuve buscando unos videos, y encontré el de Cyanide, una de las mejorcitas de Death Magnethic, y tiene una de las partes dónde James interactúa con el público de Caracas. Ese hombre es una belleza. Cyanide en vivo de Metallica en el Death Magnethoc Tour por Latinoamérica. Caracas, Venezuela, 12.03.2010 James : A’right enough of goofing around. I need to know: Do you have the album Death Mggnethic? Caracas : YES! James : And do you like it? Caraca s: YES! James : No? Caracas : YES! James : Yes? Caracas : YES! James : So you want to hear some more? Caracas : YES! James : Good, cuz that the next song on the list. That works out good. This next song requires your help. The Metallica family of Caracas. Are you ready? ¿Están listos? ¿ESTÁN LISTOS? This is entitled Cyanide. Cyanide lyrics Sleep, and dream of this Death angel's kiss Brings final bliss Completely! Empty they say Death, won't you let me stay? Empty they say