http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:sweeping&section=today deviantART RSS for by:sweeping en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Tue, 22 Dec 2009 03:06:24 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/19610064/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/19610064/ Sat, 26 Jul 2008 16:28:28 PDT i hate that feeling that makes you think you can't do anything at all,
you want to, but you don't really see anything...

I want to go back to england!!!

I'll have to take free days from the uni to visit some old friends...



If we keep it alive
I'll ignore all the signs and keep driving home
Right back to you, yeah

The Raconteurs - five on the five

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/18679156/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/18679156/ Thu, 05 Jun 2008 12:29:53 PDT relief is knocking at my door ^^...
Pass with merit... (it sounds great right?...)

And now what?
So,
I was born somewhere in the south of spain,
in an unnespecial an little town,
full of drugdealing and shavs...
It's paradise for them i guess,
but not for me...

Now, i'll go to the uni, i'll look for a job later...
And that's it... you've reached everything you had to...

You were born,
studied,
worked,
paid,
and died...

And still people doesn't understand why most of that "weird" people thinks that that's not enough...



Who cares?...




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In this place it seems like such a shame.
Though it all looks different now,
I know it's still the same
Everywhere I look you're all I see.
Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.

Come on tell me

...Chorus...

I just want something I can never have



NIN - Something i can never have

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/18166912/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/18166912/ Sun, 04 May 2008 14:59:52 PDT
Today it feels like nothing really matters,
i mean, it feels like nothing really exists outside the four walls of your room...
Funny days the ones that makes us feel fine,
alone, watching a film... reading...drawing...
The only problem...
is that night falls...
and you'll have to get up tomorrow,
as stressed as you were last week,
and the week before...


I love this kind of sunday...

good luck to everybody

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/17428201/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/17428201/ Thu, 20 Mar 2008 15:05:12 PDT porque hoy es uno de esos dias en los que necesitas gritar,
pero no te apetece oirte a ti mismo,
y necesitas desahogarte,
pero puede ser demasiado atrevido,
y piensas que a nadie le importara lo que tengas en mente,
porque ni siquiera te importara a ti mañana,
bien,
llegamos a la gran pregunta de la vida,
que no es como todos piensan, el temido porque?
es aun peor,

Para que?



Para quien lea esto, que no me lo tenga en cuenta,
tenia que escribir y no sabia donde...
En fin,
supongo que mañana sera otro dia.

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/17131606/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/17131606/ Sat, 01 Mar 2008 11:32:36 PST I have to study...
I seem to have too many exams next week,

work,work,and more work...

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/16993818/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/16993818/ Thu, 21 Feb 2008 13:46:53 PST
fallen leaves...

pain...

rain drops...

illusion...

grey shades...

memories...

bloody tears...




You...




(today is not a good day...at all...)


You left a lovestain on my heart
And you left a bloodstain on the ground
But blood comes off easily

But blood comes off easily

JOSE GONZALEZ - Lovestain

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/16930042/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/16930042/ Sun, 17 Feb 2008 13:18:37 PST
I just want to get out of this town!!!
104 days left!!
But before i get out of here i have to study, but i cannot study just because i need a change...
It's not my problem is people here are so close-minded...
I really hate them ¬¬...

I feel tired...
No more alcohol for me ( at least till next friday )


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And it's a cruel melody
That you sing when I'm awake
Tryin' to find where the sunshines
In a round that's turning grey

It's a cruel memory
To look back on who we were
Cuz' my past is a poison
And I'll never find a cure

Cruel Melody - BLACK LIGHT BURNS

]]> ~sweeping http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/16860261/ http://sweeping.deviantart.com/journal/16860261/ Wed, 13 Feb 2008 07:56:15 PST but you know... english is all around now so... i'll try to do this the best i can.

Tuesday 109, the countdown has already started,
today is not a special day,
is just another one,
and for that reason is as good as any other to loose myself inside of a new adventure...


I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around

N.I.N - Every day is exactly the same

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