Bismark, Otto von Bismark

Effry tio, tendrias Que meterte a actor secundario,
tu nuevo nomebre : Actor Secundario bismark!!
2011

the pain.

The hurt, the pain the revolving sensation i get when i see her kissing him.
She was mine, all mine
And now....gone.
We used to talk without words, we used to laugh together, now it's just unconfortable silence between us.
We.....us.....it's just me and her now feels so bad.
I feel hungry for her, I want to touch her, I want to be with her so bad!
I crave her touch, i miss her lips.
If only I could push down the urge i get when i see her to take her with me...

the need is far to great, i must have her back, if only i could.....

Love? HA!

so there they were, just the two of them. both perfect for each other. he had the mousy colored hair that she loved to run her fingers thru and she was to his eyes just some sort of divine creature.
they stood there, gazing into each other's eyes, time seemed to stop running arround them.
the thin moon and the stars were all watching this glorious moment. fog was retrieving in the moor and all the crickets had seemd to quiet down. after long seconds of contemplating, they stood so close that they could feel each other's breath. they're eyes were drifting off into their thoughts....what an awful mistake! they remmembered that they couldnt be , that all that was a waste of time. he wanted to grab her and never let go, to hold her in his arms forever, to feel the heat of her skin. but then she turned away and so did he. sudden cold began flooding the scene and so they were left there in akward, dark silence.

2

ande un buen rato , intentando no tocar las paredes llenas de mugre a mi alrededor.
algo iba mal, lo presentia, pero no iba a mirar atras ni por un minuto. mas me era imposible seguir alante.
una sombra amenazante sobresalia de una puerda roja. mire con miedo al numero de la misma, rezandeo en cienmil idiomas para que no me tubiese que meter en ese lugubre lugar.
"mierda" pense, era el numero 37. suspire y me subi a los primeros escalones e intentando no tocar los variados dibujos y rayados de la puerta, llame.

part 1 pilot story

era una calle con un olor un tanto peculiar.
la gente no solia frecuentar esas partes de la ciudad, pero claramente las ratas si.
era oscura, aunque fuese de noche.
la nube de contaminacion de los aires acondicionados y cocinas obstruian el cielo.
la forma de la calle era en zig-zag.
baje unas escaleras a media calle, con un poco, bueno un bastante, de basura degradada en las esquinas.
yo sabia a donde iba, pero aun asi no lo tenia muy claro.
como voy a poder hacer lo que me pidio el?
si yo solo soy una simple chica...

this is my story

So, i sold my soul to the devil.
yes, i dont regret it beacause im deeply in love with him, so apart from my soul, he's also got my heart.
whenever he's around the temperature in the room drops and the necklace that he gave me starts to burn.
what did i get in return for my soul?
i dont really know, i just wanted to get rid of it.
and im proud to say that that is one of my few choises in life that i feel good about.

yet another piece off my imagination

"I...I can't."His voice was breaking due to effort he was making.
"Sure you can! Come on man,"the other kid was pushing his feet up at least 6' in the air,"just a bit further!"
"But my hands are sweaty and I don't wanna fall to the ground, it's not all green, cushioned grasss down there, there are rocks and and sticks too you know..."
It was a verry funny scene to watch; you could see two kids, no more than twelve each, one ontop of the other, trying to reach a freez-bee high ontopof a tree. The thinner one was ontop of the tall one, standing on his hands that were on two long, outstreched arms over the tall kid's head.
Both boys were on their tiptoes and the small kid was poking a hicher branch with a stick to see if that would make the freez-bee fall down.
But at that moment the tall kid lost his footing and he fell down leaving the scrany kid somehow hanging from the tree.
"You O.K. down there, buddy?"He asked.
"Yea, fine.....Hey, you comin or what?"
"Sorry. I'm scared to jump. It's too high up." As he was saying this he was making funny movements with his legs as if tryin to swing."Maybe i can shake it down...."
"Well hurry up the garden keeper is coming"