tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45458849358954112242024-03-14T00:44:51.492-07:00*.*MaQuitta*.*Maquitta del Pilarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04593177536693881956noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4545884935895411224.post-80586639675653332112009-07-12T19:49:00.000-07:002009-07-12T19:54:27.335-07:00"You Oughta Know"<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;">I want you to know that I'm happy for youI wish nothing but the bestfor you bothAn older version of meIs she perverted like meWould she go down on you in a theaterDoes she speak eloquentlyAnd would she have your babyI'm sure she'd makea really excellent mother'cause the love that you gave that we madeWasn't able to make it enough for youto be open wide noAnd every time you speak her nameDoes she know how you told meyou'd hold meUntil you died'til you diedBut you're still aliveChorusAnd I'm here to remind youOf the mess you left when you went awayIt's not fair to deny meOf the cross I bear that you gave to meYou you you oughta knowYou seem very well things look peacefulI'm not quite as well I thoughtyou should knowDid you forget about me mr duplicityI hate to bug you in the middle of dinnerIt was a slap in thefacehow quickly I was replacedAre you thinking of me whenyou fuck her'cause the love that you gave that we madeWasn't able to make it enough for youTo be open wide noAnd every time you speak her nameDoes she know how you told meyou'd hold me until you died'til you diedBut you're sill alive'cause the joke that you laid in the bedthat was meAnd I'm not gonna fadeAs soon as you close your eyesand you know itAnd every timeI scratch my nailsdown someone else's backI hope you feel itwell can you feel it...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"><strong>______________________________________________________</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;">Quiero que sepas que estoy feliz por tiNo deseo nada mas que la felicidadpara ustedes dosuna versión más vieja de mi¿ella es pervertida como yo?¿Ella iría debajo de ti en un teatro?¿Ella habla elocuentemente?¿y ella tendría a tu bebé?Estoy segura de que ella seríarealmente una excelente mamá.Porque el amor que diste, que hicimosno fue capaz de ser suficiente para ti Para ser bastante abierto, noy cada vez que dices su nombre¿Ella sabe cómo me dijisteque me sostendríashasta que murieras,hasta que murieras,pero aún estas vivo(Coro)Y estoy aquí para recordartedel desorden que dejaste cuando te fuisteNo es justo que me nieguesde la cruz que sostengo, que tu me distetu, tu , tu tienes que saber.Te ves muy bien las cosas se ven pacíficasyo no estoy tan bien como penséque tú deberías saber¿te olvidaste acerca de mi señor duplicidad?Odio molestarte en medio de la cena.Fue una bofetada en la cara.Qué rápido fui reemplazada¿Piensas en mi cuandote tiras con ella?.Porque el amor que diste, que nosotros hicimosno fue capaz de ser suficiente para tiPara ser bastante abierto, noy cada vez que dices su nombre¿Ella sabe cómo me dijisteque me sostendrías hasta que murieras,hasta que murieraspero aún estas vivoPorque la broma que dejaste en la camaesa era yoy no voy a deshacermetan pronto como cierres los ojosy lo sabesy cada vez quearañe mis uñasen la espalda de alguien masespero que lo sientas,bueno ¿puedes sentirlo?<br /></span><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dR6mEu5-egA"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dR6mEu5-egA</strong></span></a>Maquitta del Pilarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04593177536693881956noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4545884935895411224.post-70724041226628264572009-07-07T10:10:00.000-07:002009-07-07T10:23:21.977-07:00Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron & Wine<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpb7RsMKGBw/SlOCSoDBeBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/61EocFMgPYM/s1600-h/20061208181902_girasoles_pink.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355767638373005330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tpb7RsMKGBw/SlOCSoDBeBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/61EocFMgPYM/s320/20061208181902_girasoles_pink.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">I was a quick wet boy</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Diving too deep for coins</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">All of your street light eyes</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Wide on my plastic toys</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Then when the cops closed the fair</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">I cut my long baby hair</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Stole me a dog-eared map</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">And called for you everywhere</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Have I found you?</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Flightless bird</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Jealous, weeping</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Or lost you?</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">American mouth</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Big pill looming</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Now I'm a fat house cat</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Nursing my sore blunt tongue</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Watching the warm poison rats</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Curl through the wide fence cracks</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Pissing on magazine photos</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Blood of Christ mountain stream</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Have I found you?</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Flightless bird</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Grounded, bleeding</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">Or lost you?</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;">American mouth</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Big pill, stuck going down.</span> </span></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYUFcxBq1y4"><span style="font-size:130%;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYUFcxBq1y4</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FddRcJwlT4"><span style="font-size:130%;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7FddRcJwlT4</span></a></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ff99;"><strong>Me encanta esta cancion de Iron and Wine asi q aqui les dejo la letra y los videos.</strong></span></div>Maquitta del Pilarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04593177536693881956noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4545884935895411224.post-6885238116425159202009-07-06T18:19:00.000-07:002009-07-09T23:24:48.965-07:00...Nose!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpb7RsMKGBw/SlKmAw6HBbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K2MUsAcLxTg/s1600-h/girasol-en-blanco-y-negro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355525438955783602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tpb7RsMKGBw/SlKmAw6HBbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K2MUsAcLxTg/s320/girasol-en-blanco-y-negro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;">Solo nos damos cuenta que amamos cuando la herida no tiene cura!! cuando de veras duele!</span>Maquitta del Pilarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04593177536693881956noreply@blogger.com0