“Dr. Henry Brandt, in the Collegiate Challengemagazine, said that there is a syndrome, a pattern, when couples come to him. They say, “At first, sex was exciting. Then I started feeling funny about myself, and then I started feeling funny about my partner. We argued and fought and finally we broke up. Now we are enemies.”
“This syndrome is what I call the morning-after syndrome. We wake up and find that intimacy is not really there. The sexual relationship does not satisfy us anymore, and what we end up with is not what we really wanted in the first place. All you have is two self-centered people seeking self-satisfaction. The elements of genuine love and intimacy cannot be obtained “instantly,” and you find yourself in an unbalanced state, searching for harmony.”
US National Anthem by the Academy Choirs (by Lunatic77)
Otra Vez?
Hablandolo sola contra la pared
Aqui todo sigue normal
Veo la gente pasar por mi ventana
No, No me voy a morir
No voy a cambiar solo porque no estas aquí
No, no me duele no
Es solo que aveces me traiciona el corazón
Otra Vez?
Hablandole al espejo sobre el
Aquí nada pudo cambiar
Veo la luna brillar por mi ventana
No, no me voy a morir
No voy a cambiar solo porque no estas aquí
No, no me duele no
Es solo que aveces me traiciona el corazón
Cartas viejas, sueños rotos, las estrellas y tus ojos
Todo lo que no dijimos
Y lo que nos prometimos
Las canciones que escuchamos y los libros olvidados
Todo eso es un recuerdo porque tu nte encuentras lejos
No, No me voy a morir
No voy a cambiar solo porque no estas aquí
No, no me duele no
Es solo que aveces me traiciona el corazón
OOOOOOO.......
I want to break out from this shell already. I want to be through with the days of taking others’ thoughts rather than mine into consideration. Enough with how others see me or think of me. The only important thing that matters is how I see myself and how I see myself with others…Peace out!
“Your New Twin Sized Bed”
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed. With a single pillow underneath your single head. I guess you decided that that old queen holds more space than you would need. Now it’s in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it’s free.
And I hope you have more luck with this than me.
You used to think that someone would come along. And lay beside you in a space that they belong. But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new. What’s the point of holding onto what never gets used?
Other than a sick desire for self-abuse.
And I try not to worry, but you’ve got me terrified. It’s like you’re in some kind of hurry to say goodbye,
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed. You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
