La imaginación es determinada por nuestras pasadas experiencias, repitiéndolas o transformándolas. La repetición es causada generalmente por el placer que se derivó de la experiencia anterior; sin embargo, las repeticiones de la imaginación también pueden relacionarse con experiencias horribles, a cuyo recuerdo no hemos podido adaptarnos en el curso de la vida.

viernes, 29 de octubre de 2010

Supongo que no conozco mi propia fuerza...

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

I can’t tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there’s a steel knife in my windpipe
I can’t breathe but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right it’s like I’m in flight
High off of love, drunk from my hate
Its like I’m huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer, I suffocate
And right before I’m about to drown she resuscitates me
She fucking hates me and I love it, wait
Where you going, I’m leaving you
No you ain’t, come back
We’re running right back
Here we go again, it’s so insane
Cause when it’s going good it’s going great
I’m superman with the wind at his back, she’s Lois Lane
But when it’s bad it’s awful I feel so ashamed, I snapped
Who’s that dude I don’t even know his name
I laid hands on her, I’ll never stoop so low again
I guess I don’t know my own strength

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