Obeso morbido, 23 años, otaku, Chile. Me gusta el anime (en especial YURI), pokemon, medusas.
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stand up
you’ve got to manage
i won’t sympathize

and if you complain once more
you’ll meet an army of me

you’re allright
there’s nothing wrong
self-sufficience please!
and get to work

and if you complain once more
you’ll meet an army of me

you’re on your own now
we won’t save you
your rescue-squad
is too exhausted

and if you complain once more
you’ll meet an army of me

  • Track: Army of Me
  • Artist: Björk
  • Album: Post
  • Plays: 48
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[ Somebody To Love // Queen ]

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?

  • Track: Somebody To Love
  • Artist: Queen
  • Album: Greatest Hits
  • Plays: 33897
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Fitter, happier.
More productive.
Not drinking too much.
Regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week).
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries.
At ease.
Eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats).
A patient, better driver.
A safer car (baby smiling in back seat).
Sleeping well (no bad dreams).
No paranoia.
Careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole).
Keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then).
Will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall)
Favours for favours.
Fond but not in love.
Charity standing orders.
On Sundays ring road supermarket.
(No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants).
Car wash (also on Sundays).
No longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows.
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate.
Nothing so childish.
At a better pace.
Slower and more calculated.
No chance of escape.
Now self-employed.
Concerned (but powerless).
An empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism).
Will not cry in public.
Less chance of illness.
Tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat).
A good memory.
Still cries at a good film.
Still kisses with saliva.
No longer empty and frantic.

Like a cat.
Tied to a stick
that’s driven into
frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness).
Fitter, healthier and more productive.

A pig.
In a cage.
On antibiotics.

  • Track: Fitter Happier
  • Artist: Radiohead
  • Album: OK Computer
  • Plays: 2