jueves, 14 de junio de 2018

#360

¿Qué ha sido de ti, de aquella canción, de las horas muertas en tu habitación? ¿Quién dijo que no perdería el control cuando iba camino de la destrucción? Hoy vuelve a soplar ese viento del mar que nubla la mente y la vista. Prefiero saltar de una vez sin mirar y quiero que tú me sigas.

Riazor - Amaral.

jueves, 7 de junio de 2018

#359

¿Acaso sólo yo me daba cuenta de que en octubre llegaría lo peor? Agosto de calor, septiembre de tormenta.

Riazor - Amaral.

jueves, 31 de mayo de 2018

#358

-Uh, actually, um, no. I have to be honest here. I... That's not who I am. I'm not gonna be a principal for the parents. I'm gonna be a principal for the kids. Look, you all love your kids and they're yours to raise, but I'm an educator and I know how to educate. Colby, your son Vince had the handwriting of a Hungarian doctor. And that's why I encouraged him to sign up for calligraphy comics after school. He didn't want to do it, but look at him now. And Molly, do you remember how terrified Beatrice was of public speaking in the second grade? That's why I bumped her up to fourth grade debate team. Ed, when I met Samanthia, math was her least favorite subject. Now she's doing fractions and loving it. And yeah, she's didn't win a demathlon medal and I know that stung, but it made her want to get better. And isn't that what school is for? Look, I think challenging your children prepares them for the real world. And if given the chance, I think I can help your kids and this school reach its full potential. And if that's not what you want, and I'm not the right fit, then I can live with that.

Jessica Day, New girl. Sexta temporada, capítulo ocho.

jueves, 24 de mayo de 2018

#357

Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself from saying something that I should've never thought. Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself from saying something that I should've never thought of you, of you. You're pushing and pulling me down to you.

I caught myself - Paramore.

jueves, 17 de mayo de 2018

#356

Iba a hacer una canción cruel escrita en tu honor que sacara de mí este veneno, pero en un sueño vi tu alma destrozada.

Concorde - Amaral.

jueves, 10 de mayo de 2018

#355

¿Cómo fue? ¿Qué tal la sensación de ver cómo ardían por ti mis manos en el fuego? Ya nada será igual, es el final de la inocencia.

Concorde - Amaral.

jueves, 3 de mayo de 2018

#354

And now I tell you openly: you have my heart so don't hurt me. You're what I couldn't find, a totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind; you're everything to me.
Oh, my life, is changing every day, in every possible way. And oh, my dreams, it's never quite as it seems, 'cause you're a dream to me, dream to me.

Dreams - The Cranberries.