viernes, 15 de julio de 2011

Open Car



Nothing like this Felt in her kiss
Cannot resist her Fell for her charm
Lost in her arms I keep a photograph
Give me a glimpse Let me come in
Be there inside her Here it begins
Here is the sin Something to lie about

You think you're smart I think you're art
We agree on this It doesn't work
Feeling like dirt Feeling like you don't care
We get a room And in the gloom
She lights a cigarette Clothes on the bed
Love me she said I lose myself to her

I'm getting feelings I'm hiding too well
(Bury the horse shaped shell)
Something broke inside my stomach
I let the pieces lie just where they fell
(Being with you is hell)

Hair blow in an open car
Summer dress slips down her arm
Hair blown in an open car

OK what's next? After the sex
What do we now? Finding the time
Drawing the line And never crossing it
Gave her the hours Gave her the power
Cannot erase her Gave her the truth
Gave her the proof I gave her everything

I'm getting feelings I'm hiding to well
(Bury the horse shaped shell)
Something broke inside my stomach
I let the pieces lie just where they fell
(Being with you is hell)

Hair blow in an open car
Summer dress slips down her arm
Hair blown in an open car
On a drive out to the farm
Hair blown in an open car

Hair blown in an open car
Summer dress slips down your arm
Hair blown in an open car..

miércoles, 13 de julio de 2011

Shallow


Dear Mellotron,

I have been doing good, like the last time we met. I have been doing all what you said to me. Well, I have been really into it but always seems to appear some problems, Im starting to think that its worthless. I will tell you about my rolling concerning you know life, love, dogs, drugs, music and all that crap for the last time, last letter i think.

University is doing good you know, proffesors are really pro and I love GIS, a very interesting subject and definetly my favorite one. I was thinking of what you said to me about move my ass into another country when university ends, it will took like 3 years or so, I really want to do it but for now I will put my atention to something more close, end the degree.
Concerning the music, well now I dont give a shit for that thing anymore, even when all the fuckers said to me: "You are just ruining your destiny, soon or later you will open your eyes", I say to them: "If drumming doesn't pay my rent, you will do it?" end of conversation.
Girls, nice one. Well, Im pretty much lazy with it, or maybe Im ugly as hell, second one I think. Anyways, I have really hot classmates and I think I like one, but as you expect she is already with a dude. My bad, a hot dude indeed -joke- so nothing to do. In my past I let the pieces lie just where they fell, and maybe that was my biggest mistake. I think love is something we must learn you know, Its not that easy as I thought. I must confess a good one, Im still virgin. Yes, as you read it and you can conclude it by looking the related pic. A nice birthday right? haha It's so funny, and so terrible at the same time. In the nights I always remember her, every night, it's like a curse I deserve for treating her so bad. I am disappointed of love. I think all this crap is because I thought chicks were easy to get, and they are, but I think she wasn't a common chick, she was more than that. So that is, Im stand still. But later on I realize that I was the only one interested in the relationship, always looking for her, always keep an eye on her like an ugly stalker without recieve anything exchange. I remember when I was waiting her on that horrible moment talking to his friends waiting for her, she was up there kissing that dude and I don't even realize it, and when I was missing her so much she was riding that motherfucker. I love her so much, I didn't deserve only a kiss and one month of promises. Now she is far in the south of the country. But that is love, and love hurts and sucks. Wortheless.

Im starting to make some gym. I'm not airy to be honest, neither a faggot lazy. I gained a lot of muscles and my loved byke keep me in shape.
There is one thing I'm missing, my car. In this city cars are not welcome. There is tons of them and there is no more space to park, even drive them. I love cars. But you know, not the mechanic stuff, but all you can do with your car. All the self-reliance, able to know a lot of places on your own and the wind, yes that amazing wind when you are on the road with some friends. Something I need to buy right now is a brand-new car. Dad already have one, Mitsubishi Lancer glxi 2010, not the R model (too expensive), but still an incredibly car. But it's not the same, it's the family car so you must be really careful of what you do and where you go, with who, blah!
Finally I live in a city where I have some family. Here I have cousins and I love them. Nathalie and Juan Carlos, they are really beautiful persons and we have a lot of things in common so always when I see them, we have very good moments. They are 20 and 19.
My brother change his career, he move from Engineering in Universidad de Chile to Odontology in Universidad Catolica de Chile. The second one is way more expensive but I think is better than the other one, less crowded I think, more possibilities of getting a good job and earn more money. Yes, money you can't deny it. That is the way of roll of this society, really sick, but the education system completly sucks so you don't have more options. To be honest, I really don't care the money, I was planing to study music you know, I wouldn't be rich for sure.
Write, long ago without write. Recently I return to this moves, and I have started to write some things, not really interesting ones, just to keep in shape my hand.
The scratching of a Mellotron it always seems to make her cry, well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky. I have been listening to an amazing band called "Porcupine tree". They really blow my mind. Absolutly stunning, their lyrics are brilliant. The "Deadwing" album is just a masterpiece as well "Fear of a blank planet". They talk a lot about undreground and shy boys, called nerds by some dumbfucks, I really feel touched deep inside with Steven Wilson -I'm not fucking gay, he is just my hero-.

Well Mellotron, I'm not sure If I should keep writing you, I'm sure you are fine so next time I think is better to see you in person, talk is the better thing a man could do. I don't use facebook anymore and I lost my phone while riding the bike, so I think better email me. I will post this paper on my blog, so It won't get lost someday for X reason.

Hope you can read it, my dear friend and remember: "Never stop the car on a drive in the dark"
Cheers!
Slenderman.

martes, 12 de julio de 2011

You are a bleating fool, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformation. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell?

If you aren't an idiot, you made a world-class effort at simulating one. Try to edit your writing of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.