Sobre la cornisa

Sometimes you are just an idiot...

Sometimes, I just want to trouw you up the window...

"Forever maybe"... I don't think so.

I want love, I want to love...

Take off that piece of metal, and then we`ll talk.

I'm sorry sweety, I don't think you would

I`m sorry sweethart, I'm not the only one who lose...

Sobre la cornisa, esperando el milagro...

08/08

My tragic flaw

it's from an essay that Ephram wrote about his 'tragic flaw', Everwood

"Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still. It feels better somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected...who knows what other pain might be waiting out there? Chances are it could be even worse. So you maintain the status quo, choose the road already traveled, and it doesn't seem that bad, not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict, you're not killing anyone...except maybe yourself a little. When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion, where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they looked really, really close. Which, thank God, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you, that change feels like a world of difference, and you hope that it is... That this is the person you get to be forever. That you'll never have to change again."