It´s my party and I cry if I want to...

Celebrating my bday with friends in Madrid... we had a great fun night @ a punk club!

Distillers, Nirvana, Hole, Marilyn Manson, Rancid and some other punk bands sounded as Kike &me were the DJs of the night ;p

I decorated the place with a hundred coloured ballons I bought on a "chino´s" store, kinda like the London´s "offi".
Beer, calimotxo (a mixed of wine and coke) and lots of rum for an incredible party... thanks everybody for coming and made it special! And many thanks for all those cute gifts, I love all of them!!

Love,
C ^-^

The only people for me

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding..."
Jack Kerouac

Happy Bday!!!!

Me & my bday cake ;-)

My bday was an amazing day... I went to Alan´s band gig and they played a pUnK-version of HappyBdaySong! That was hilarious ;-P I also had so many little gifts!! And I love all of them! Best ones...

My roses... 25 red and one white, just because it´s the special one... That´s not very punk, but, being honest, I have to say that I cried when I received them... I am so fu*ing girly afterall, I guess.

I dont feel older or different. Just a bit empty sometimes. Even if my heart is full of life and I am surrounded by people who love me, I still feel there is a tiny part of me which is empty... deep inside my soul. But, who does feel completely full inside? Noone. Everybody has an empty little corner in his soul and so like in the ancient chinese myth of YinYang which says that there is always a bad spirit into the good side and a light in the darkest sky. Just like the tattoo in my back, half Sun and half Moon. Fire.

Happy Bday!