8 días para NIFN... y 1 para LOST

Post dedicado a todas aquellas pequeñas cosas que hacen que el día a día se haga más ameno y a veces hasta ilusionante. Ese torneo al Pro que echamos anoche (y en el cual hubo tongo), esos capítulos de LOST a la espera de la nueva temporada, esas charlas de Messenger planeando viajes al extranjero o esos blogs que me animan el día aún no teniendo nada que ver conmigo su contenido. Son esas pequeñas cosas, esos pequeños vicios, esas pequeñas drogas. Sin ellas la vida sería tan aburrida.

The perfect drug (Nine Inch Nails)



I got my head but my head is unraveling
cant keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling
I got my heart but my heart's no good
you're the only one that's understood

I come along but I don't know where you're taking me
I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me
turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky
the more I give to you the more I die

and I want you

you are the perfect drug
the perfect drug
the perfect drug
the perfect drug

you make me hard when i'm all soft inside
I see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed
the arrow goes straight through my heart
without you everything just falls apart

my blood just wants to say hello to you
my fear is warm to get inside of you
my soul is so afraid to realize
how every little bit is left of me

take me with you
without you everything just falls apart
it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces