TODAY I MISS YOU MORE THAN EVER DADDY....

My life is slowing falling apart and I'm not sure what to do. I lost my dad. I miss the days you held me and the days I hear your voice. I miss the days you were there. When the angels ask what I loved most about life, I'll say you. 

RUN

Thank you daddy... "Even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you dear"

This are the songs that makes us re-live those moments that marked our life's. Songs that make us fall in love with them since we first listen to it. Songs that will live for ever, even if we don't....

Robbie Williams - Feel

Come and hold my hand

I wanna contact the living

Not sure I understand

This role I've been given

I sit and talk to God

And he just laughs at my plans

My head speaks a language

I don't understand

I just wanna feel

Real love feel the home that I live in

'Cause I got too much life

Running through my veins

Going to waste

I don't wanna die

But I ain't keen on living either

Before I fall in love

I'm preparing to leave her

Scare myself to death

That's why I keep on running

Before I've arrived

I can see myself coming

I just wanna feel

Real love feel the home that I live in

'Cause I got too much life

Running through my veins

Going to waste

And I need to feel

Real love and the love ever after

I cannot get enough

I just wanna feel

Real love feel the home that I live in

I got too much love

Running through my veins

To go to waste

I just wanna feel

Real love and the love ever after

There's a hole in my soul

You can see it in my face

It's a real big place

Come and hold my hand

I wanna contact the living

Not sure I understand

This role I've been given

Not sure I understand

Labels are for clothes

People are reduced to stereotypes based on race, as well, and these are only perpetuated by social media trends. Religion is now a label some use to categorize people, and they assume that because one person of a religion acts in a radical way they all do. Many people in society sexualize being a lesbian, but if those same people saw a lesbian couple in public they would be quick to pass judgment. Gay culture has now become an attraction that a variety of people love to experience but then they base their idea of what every gay man should act, look, dress, and speak like based on one small fraction of the gay community.

People are constantly assigned labels by everyone around them based on how their outward appearance and interests are interpreted.All of these labels and stereotypes allow society to make us as only one thing, or write us off based on our appearances and interests. There is no label based on our personalities, our past, or our accomplishments. We are taught it is what is outside that matters to people and we must act accordingly.

We are so much more than the labels given to us. We are a sum of all of the unique things that make us an individual. The double standards and constricting ideas force us into a box and make us seem so much more simple than we are. Labels are for clothes, not people, and it is time we start treating them that way.

Odyssey

Fuck Labels

Labels are for filing. Labels are for clothing. Labels are not for people. Life is all about evolution. What looks like a mistake to others has been a milestone in my life. Even if people have betrayed me, even if my heart was broken, even if people misunderstood or judged me, I have learned from these incidents. We are human and we make mistakes, but learning from them is what makes the difference. #proudtobegay #loveislove #nolabels

Y los amigos?

Tantas cosas que vienen a mi cabeza

tantas patéticas alegrías

tantas patéticas ilusiones

que se funden con mi melancolía.

En este ser me he convertido…

tan sola, tan confundida.

Escucho la triste melodía,

y un par de lágrimas caen sobre mis manos,

aquellas donde mantuve

tu fotografía apresada entre mis dedos,

como si pudiera evadir mis recuerdos.

Hace tanto frio a mi alrededor,

que solo la sensación de cortarme las venas,

me alienta a tomar una píldora más,

una que me lleva a esa otra realidad.

Sentir como la sangre recorre mi muñeca

es sentir tus dedos rozar mi mano

solo un poco de morfina nada más

para llegar al clímax total,

sentir tu aliento una vez más.

Solamente quiero descansar de mi

Ya no quiero regresar a mi realidad,
ya no quiero sentir esta soledad.
ya no quiero sentir dolor en mi corazón.
déjame en paz, y llévame a la tumba ya.

Bueno creo que ha llegado el momento. 

Siento mucho el dolor que voy a causar a quienes queden, pero yo no puedo seguir asi. 

Cuando a una persona lo abandona la esperanza, los anhelos, los planes; no tiene sentido nada….acaso el futuro no esta formado por ese triangulo? 

Y a todo eso lo reemplazó una sensación de vacio terrible, y como la naturaleza aborrece el vacio eso causa el dolor. 

Y ya no puedo más, en serio. 

No puedo seguir fingiendo que puedo lidiar con la vida. 

Solamente quiero descansar de mi

A mi papi

Este poema, es dedicado a mi papá...

Siento mi alma desmoronarse,

cada vez que recuerdo tu sonrisa

al verme llegar

aquella sonrisa que conservaste

desde que llegaba de la escuela

del cole, de la U, del trabajo

aquella sonrisa, que hasta el ultimo

dia de tu vida, supiste darme

para que no me sienta mal.

jamas pense que iria a perder,

a mi viejo, a mi amigo, mi todo`

cuantas cosas son necesarias decir

antes que sea demasiado tarde

escucho tanta gente sufrir del recuerdo,

del instante

no queriendo admitir,

aceptar lo irreparable

lamentos, gritos, dolor,

sin ni siquiera ya escucharse,

por eso di lo mejor de mi

tratando de que entendieras

que siempre estuve orgullo de ti, mi viejo.

Aun no puedo creer que ya no estes aqui

inspirandome confianza con cada palabra

tratando siempre de que aprenda

de los errores cometidos,

de las cosas de la vida.

Yo siempre pienso en ti,

mi viejo inolvidable,

y hoy te digo te amo,

gracias por ser mi padre…

Los recuerdos de cuando niña,

de cuando te veía gigante!!

y hoy que soy adulta

te veo aún más grande,

por eso hoy te digo…

te amo papa!…

porque se que cada vez que mire al cielo

estarás ahi a mi lado…

como siempre lo has estado.

Gracias mi querido viejo.