es cómo...

...cómo si un dia nos levantamos temprano y los cristales de nuestra habitación estuviesen llenos de cristales de colores.

Cómo si el sol entrase reflejandose en todos los objetos,

y algunos aviones antiguos de juguete, alborotaran las nubes con aires de fiesta.

Good morning my lady, good morning and take your medicine

Me tiene de noche por ahí...el demonio está dentro de mi

there's a starman, waiting in the sky

it's so cold in Alaska

screaming "catch me if you can" with a cigarrette in hand

I wanna go surfing

oh mama, I don't care about nothing

He’s in love with rock ‘n’ roll, woah





He’s in love with getting stoned, woah





He’s in love with Janie Jones, woah





He don’t like his boring job no…

who de f*ck is jacob

"When John first came to the island, he was a very sad man. A victim, shouting at the world for being told what he couldn’t do – even though they were right. He was weak, and pathetic, and irreparably broken. But despite all that, there was something admirable about him. He was the only one of them who didn’t want to leave. The only one who realized how pitiful the life he left behind actually was."

le dice a sus amigas; algunas de esas cosas no estarían mal, quiero probar algo nuevo

you drink al night and dream all day

margot tenembaum