I'm going home... back to the place where I belong

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.

I'm going home.

Who says you can't go home?

I know lots of people is having different thoughts about me going home but at the end is only my choice and I know is the right one...
My -today's- song....
Who says you can't go home???

I spent twenty years trying to get out of this place
I was looking for something I couldn't replace
I was running away from the only thing I've ever known
Like a blind dog without a bone
I was a gypsy lost in the twilight zone
I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold.

I been there, done that
But I ain't looking back on the seeds I've sown
Saving dimes spending too much time on the telephone
Who says you can't go home.

Who says you can't go home
There's only one place they call me one of their own
Just a hometown boy born a rolling stone
Who says you can't go home
Who says you can't go back
I've been all around the world and as a matter of fact
There's only one place left I want to go
Who says you can't go home
It's alright.


I went as far as I could, I treid to find a new face
There isn't one of these lines that I would erase
I've lived a million miles of memories on that road
With every step I take I know that I'm not alone
You take the home from the boy
But not the boy from his home
These are my streets, the only life I've ever known
Who says you can't go home.

It doesn't matter where you are,
it doesn't matter where you go
If it's a million miles away or just a mile up the road
Take it in, Take it with you when you go
Who says you can't go home
Who says you can't go back
Been all around the world and as a metter of fact
There's only one place left I want to go
Who says you can't go home
It's alright, it's alright.

-Bon Jovi-

It's been...

Its been 2 years, 5 months, 8 days since I last sincerely smiled... 2 years, 5 months, 8 days since I last felt happy inside... 2 years, 5 months, 8 days since I honestly laughed...

Can't recall those days when happiness was there and sadness wasn't even my friend

I need some inspiration, I feel I'm losing my direction...

I wanna be that girl I met before I met you

...and nothing else matters

I truly believe that when someone reads a book for the second time it gets a different meaning than the first... I feel the same way about songs, I won't feel it the same way when I'm a child than when I'm a teenager.

So I was doing my homework and Nothing Else Matters by Metallica came up on my ipod, I heard the phrase "never opened myself this way" and I stopped what I was doing and listened again, this time I downloaded the lyric from the web to really catch the song:

So close no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trust in who we are
And nothing else matters.

Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
And nothing else matters.

Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters.

Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know.

And it goes on and on... It's definitely a love song (who knew right?) I mean after all this years of listening that song and using it on my "movie project" in HS I finally got the lyric and I totally agree with it.

No matter the distance they'll be together 'cause the body is not what makes a relationship, what makes a relationship are the feelings and the feelings are located (sure in the brain) but most of the times we say HEART. Of course we need the touch and the closeness but if the relationship is really based on love, then what we really need is just the heart so yeah no matter how far.

Is really hard to get 100% opened with someone, I mean sure we share details about our life but the really dark secrets? those are just shared with the people who is really close and we really care about and to be really opened with someone, that means a lot. It means that we are taking chances, taking risks and maybe we will get our heart broken but at the end we took the risk and we lived our life the fullest just because we took our chances with love.

Everyday something new... different view One thing that kills a relationship is the routine, there is nothing more boring than to do the same thing everyday with your special. And yeah maybe people talk and they can even scream but a real relationship is SO not based on what the others say, is based on what the TWO believe, think but mostly FEEL.

So maybe I went too far on this, but that's what I think. Take chances, as far as I know, we only get one life and it'd be a shame to die with routine, without taking chances and risks, but mostly it would be a shame to live a life without love, because at the end...

Nothing else matters...

Wouldn't it be nice...

Oh my senior's bookyear of HS is written:

"She has this power that can make anyone smile on their rainy day"

Well, I can't remember those days, maybe someone stole my power.
I can't use it anymore, not even for myself.

Wouldn't it be easier to go back to '88 and just be borned again? all my problems would be solved... Wouldn't it be easier to live life without other people's expectations about you? we could just do whatever we want to... Wouldn't it be easier to cry and cry a thousand tears and erase the sadness in our hearts? we would be happy again after a few tears...

Wouldn't just be easier to be borned again?

I got the feeling...

I was just listening to my favorite show on the radio: Delilah at star 99.9 and I got a great feeling.

When I was living in New Canaan, CT I used to listen to this show every night, sometimes I was driving around the town, sometimes I was just lying on bed with the light off just watching to the stars through my little window...

I wish I could go back to that place one day and just look at the stars like there's no better thing to look at and like there's no better feeling in the world...

This picture was taken at Waveny Park in NC, CT

Enjoy your life...

Someone sent me this by youtube and now I wanna share it with you... enjoy


Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time it’s 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.