You look alright still

I laugh but it ain't funny honey

you're not what you think cause I know what you're thinking

and I'm a thousand miles away from believing what you are

save it for another day, I'm just not buying your act.

It's fun to listen to you complain

about how hard life is and the sacrifices you have to make

but let me tell you this one thing, and I mean no offense

since you were born all you sacrificed is my patience and brain.

Please do me a favor and shut your face

you aren't cool anymore you're just walking towards death

I've got a promising life ahead and you got nothing on your wallet

let me ask you just this thing: Who's the stupid and the boring?

MademoiselleJuliettè

Me & myself we kinda connect

"As the light changed from red to green to yellow and back to red again, I sat there thinking about life.
Was it nothing more than a bunch of honking and yelling? Sometimes it seemed that way."

Mr Jack Handey, ladies and gentlemen.

MademoiselleJuliettè en proceso de una tercera novela!

To change a word and change the world

Dicen que hay que empezar por lo mas facil y dejar lo dificil para el final. También dicen que el cambio se hace a lo grande o no se hace. Yo lo veo diferente pero sigue siendo igual, no creo que vaya a llegar a ningun lado si sigo por este camino.

A veces pienso en cambiar, pienso en ser mejor, pienso en abandonar todo y después me acuerdo de que tenia planes, expectativas, y sigo con mi vida. Sigo con mi vida y no me doy cuenta de que estoy dejando en el asfalto partes de mi conciencia. Camino y voy dejando a mi paso miles de ideas muertas. Y lo peor es que murieron por mi propia mano, por mi propia mente que no les da lugar a ser.

Y es injusto, seguro que lo es, pero que puedo hacer yo en contra de la rutina. Son como cadenas que no podes romper, como una cruz que siempre vas a tener pegada a tu espalda. Y lo peor es eso, que como sabemos que no se puede cambiar no lo intentamos.

Un dia de estos largo todo a la mierda y me voy a vivir al campo.

MademoiselleJuliettè

Homesick at Spacecamp

Sending you postcards from a plane crash - FOB

I am such a sucker
And I'm always the last to know
My insides are copper
And I'd kill to make them gold
Conversation got me here: another night alone in the city
So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets

Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars
That everything i wish for will never come true

When you go, I will forget everything about you

I've seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you

Turn this up I'll tune you out
Another night alone in the city
Fake it like you matter-that's a lie we can both keep

MademoiselleJuliettè

So unholy

Little girl why are you crying?

Inside your restless soul your heart is dying.

Little one, little one your soul purging

of love and razor blades your blood is surging.

MademoiselleJuliettè

No me digas nada sobre gente desnuda

Mentíme, inventá, Que a mi me gusta.

I know I’m not the first but I can always be the last,
This is just another stage I’m only warming up.
I’m just down for the ride, oh! Wait and you’ll see
The madness of the modest and broken hearted.
Baby, no good deed goes unpunished.

Such a lonely world such a lovely wound,
I walk away and there are scars all over you,
History repeats itself, this is me this is good,
And I’d light you up in flames if you asked me to.

They say you got to get it wrong to get it right,
Or maybe I’m just making up excuses
To stop bleeding and make it through the night.
I ought to tell the doctors that I’m just fine
In the end I’m the only one who remembers how to cry.

Such a lonely world such a lovely wound,
I walk away and there are scars all over you,
History repeats itself, this is me this is good,
And I’d light you up in flames if you were to ask me to.

I know I’m not the best but I can’t always be so good
I’d like you to remember my mediocrity invented you

MademoiselleJuliettè

Infatuation

• Do you mean all the things you are?
• Are you pleased with the way things are?
• Do you give just to please yourself?
• Do you wish you where somewhere else?
• Have you learned all the secrets yet?
• Were you burned by the things I've said?

... Did you know, that everything she ever does is for you?

So it goes as the story of a broken heart comes true...

MademoiselleJuliettè