Monday, May 21, 2007Before the rumors spread, no, there’s nothing wrong between Laura and me. 🙂 It’s just a great song… Translation:You sought to make me yours and walk away, but I came to my senses just in time. I am now fully convinced it is not in my best interest to pursue anything with you. I would have to be out of my mind to be willing to become a toy you can manipulate. I gotta say, though, I came close to falling for your game. I was very tempted, but luckily you showed your true colors and all my interest went to hell. You are now left with no choice but to swallow your pride, for the man you thought would be an easy prey is walking off. Deal with it. Tu Presa Facil (Los Yonics) No lo niego a punto estuve de caer Y te vas a quedar con las ganas de que sea tuyo Posted by at 8:26 pm [Permalink]
Tuesday, May 24, 2005Ahhh! It’s over! The spring semester is over! I turned in my last final a bit more than two hours ago. Ahh! Okay, enough joy. Let the sad music keep on playing. 😀 Translation:It was all a dream, wherein I was the prince and you were the princess who ruled over the castle that was my heart. I gave you all I had to offer, and all I got from you were kisses that only served as precursors to the wound that your deceit would inflict. To you, I was nothing but a puppet whose sole purpose was to cater to your selfish needs and whims. Títere (Los Yonic’s) (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (2), (3), (4), (3), (4) Posted by at 9:11 pm [Permalink]
Saturday, January 8, 2005In recent years, one of my fears has been enamoring a girl that I might not end up loving. A greater fear is enamoring her and breaking up with her upon the re-emergence of my first love. Translation:You’re so honorable that you kiss me upon your departure, as if you’ve completely dismissed the suffering I’ve caused you. Furthermore, you attempt to smile so as to keep me from feeling guilty and hating myself. You disguise your own pain so that I feel none at all. I should not have sought you, but I did. I came to you at a time when I was filled with uncertainty. I replenished your heart — and my own — with illusions and I hurt you in the process. I ask that you forgive me for hurting you, yet again. It was never my intent to deceive you and later hurt you. Please bear in mind that I have no control over what I do for her. She is my guiding light, the girl I live and die for, the reason why I exist. Forgive me. Perdón Por Tus Lágrimas (Los Yonics) (1) (2) (3) (4) (3), (3), (4) (5) Posted by at 10:42 am [Permalink]
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