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JURO

(o más bien dicho, DESEO)

...hacer una película sobre Cien Años De Soledad... o creo q una serie de alto presupuesto estaría más a la altura del libro (se podrían incluir más detalles que en una película)

Ya la tengo ideada en mi mente; sólo me falta la mano de obra, los actores, Macondo, y la aprobación y supervisión de Gabriel.

No pido nada más.

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INSPIRATION ♥

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"To take a photograph is to align the head, the eye and the heart. It's a way of life."

Lo dijo Cartier-Bresson

"One has to take several different shots of a subject, from different points of view and in different situations, as if one examined it in the round rather than looked through the same key-hole again and again."

Lo dijo el ruso del que me enamoré, Aleksandr Ródchenko

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¿Cien años de soledad?

Si: Amaranta Buendía. Haga memoria y no pregunte.

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And although there's pain in my chest

I still wish you the best with a...

FUCK YOU!

♪ (oh oh ooooh!) ♪

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If I turn into another, dig me up from under what is covering the better part of me.
Sing this song! Remind me that we'll always have each other when everything else is gone.

LOVE IT!

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Though i sang i will not be such a loser anymore, I still am so... can't help it :)

But i'm happy for the rest of the day just to hear from you :)

Call me crazy, i don't care. Call me an idiot naive, i REALLY don't care :)

But at the same time... it kind of hurt.

Don't mind it, just a silly thought xd

BTW, entrada numero 100... viva! :D

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Feliz día de la raza! :)

Gracias queridos españoles por arruinarnos la sorpresa de un mundo sano.
Gracias por hacernos sus esclavos, gracias por destruirnos.
Gracias por darnos una cultura que no necesitábamos, y por eliminar la que habíamos creado.
Gracias, gracias, gracias...

Va dedicada de todo corazón!

Katrina's Poem

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I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car, I hate the way you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie,

I hate it when you make me laugh, even more when you make me cry.

I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close,

Not even a little bit, not even at all.

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Not a loser anymore... ♪

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Maybe this time i'll be lucky, maybe this time he'll stay... maybe this time, for the first time, love won't hurry away.

He will hold me fast, i'll be home at last. Not a loser anymore, like the last time and the time before.

Everybody loves a winer, so nobody loved me. Lady Peaceful, Lady Happy, that's what i long to be. All the odds are, they're in my favor, something's bound to begin.

It's got to happen, happen sometime, maybe this time i'll win.

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Esa manía de ver muertos por la tele, es casi enfermiza.

Bang Bang.

Cae uno,

se emociona la multitud.

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