mi novela autobiográfica

You've gotta hope
That there's someone for you
Strange as you are
Who can cope
With the things that you do
Without trying too hard

'Cause you can bend the truth
Till it's suiting you
These things that you're wrapping all
around you
Never know what they will amount to
If you're life is just going on without you
It's the end of the things you know
Here we go

You've gotta know
That there's more to this world
Than what you have seen
'Cause we all
Have a limited view
Of what it can be

As we move along
With our blinders on
Each one of us feels a little stranded
And you can't explain or understand it
Each one of us is on a different planet
Amidst all the to and fro
Someone can say hello
Here we go

Feeling that someone really gets you
Well it's something that noone should
object to
It could happen today so I suggest you
Skip your habbit of laying low
It's the end of the things you know
Here we go

Someone can say hello
You old so and so
Here we go

la musica es jon brion y las imagenes son de la pelicula punch drunk love de paul thomas anderson.
...algo asi como dazed and confused- es que, hay una mosca gigante que viene donde hay luz y se golpea contra las cosas, y es facil de matar por que es grande y torpe, pero tiene mucha masa corporal y me da asco. Me esta atacando. Ahora camina sobre las letras que tipeo. La odio, viene siempre. Tiene dos ojos enormes y rojos, como frambuesas microscópicas -microsofticas , esta ahi parada. Apoyada. PegoteADA.
Cuando la gente me dice: te tenes que ir, te va a hacer bien, tenes que descansar, me imagino mi cara dibujada por los otros en una hoja de papel... estoy enojada, odio esto que no se que nombre ponerle, y a los que leen, y a los que no leen , y... a socrates. La mosca se fue.

volvio, se para al lado de mi brazo y se relame.

que facil es apretar muchas teclas juntas y descargar la ira momentaneamente. sería. creo. que horrible que se ve el video.