a note to self
Ojalá tengan quien los abrace cuando sientan que no pueden más.
Even though I probably should
“And certain things around us will change, become easier or harder, one thing or the other, but nothing will ever really be any different. I believe that. We have made our decisions, our lives have been set in motion, and they will go on and on until they stop. But if that is true, then what? I mean, what if you believe that, but you keep it covered up, until one day something happens that should change something, but then you see nothing is going to change after all. What then? Meanwhile, the people around you continue to talk and act as if you were the same person as yesterday, or last night, or five minutes before, but you are really undergoing a crisis, your heart feels damaged…” - Raymond Carver, Short Cuts
i want to be in love and i want it to not hurt
él quiere amar y yo quiero morir, él quiere besar y quiero llorar, él quiere contarme todo sobre sus sueños y yo quiero silencio, él quiere viajar y yo quiero desaparecer, qué tragedia que estés enamorado de mí
By Anastasiya Ostrovskaya