Adelante, estropeate el estómago..

Hola.

Desde hace unos dias estoy mala, y claro, tengo que tomar pastillas.. Hoy a la hora de comer mi mamá me ha preguntado:
-¿Comes algo antes de tomarte las pastillas?
-No.
-No pienso seguir luchando, adelante, estropeate el estomago saltandote las comidas, tomando pastillas con el estomago vacío y comiendo lo que te de la gana.

A veces me parece que mi mama me odia...

A bad dream.


Why do I have to fly
Over every town up and down the line?
I´ll die in the clouds above
And you that I defend, I do not love
I wake up, it´s a bad dream
No one on my side
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
To be fighting
Guess I´m not the fighting kind
Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I´m a man, I was born to hate
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend
I wake up, it´s a bad dream
No one on my side
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
To be fighting
Guess I´m not the fighting kind
Wouldn´t mind it
If you were by my side
But you´re long gone
Yeah you´re long gone now
Where do we go?
I don´t even know
My strange old face
And I´m thinking about those days
And I´m thinking about those days
I wake up, it´s a bad dream
No one on my side
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
To be fighting
Guess I´m not the fighting kind
Wouldn´t mind it
If you were by my side
But you´re long gone
Yeah you´re long gone now

Preciosa..
Las cosas estan cambiando.. Ya nada es igual..
No quiero comer, no quiero dormir, no puedo estudiar... será eso del amor... tQ