Chilena Viviendo En Barcelona
Unos lloran con lagrimas; otros con pensamientos.
Octavio Paz (via astrofille)
Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it?




the best kind of relationship is the kind where you two just cant not be touching or near each other. Theres no real boundary between their body and yours, you just need them close as much as you need your body attached. 

So fucking alone

I like the one where they’re asleep and their backs are touching the most.

es hermoso porque no son físicamente perfectos, y así se aman 

Te libero de mí, de mis males, de mi malgenio, de los domingos por la tarde en donde nunca puedo más, del odio a mis cumpleaños, de no saber como hacer para regalarte algo que no pierdas. Te libero de mi desengaño, de tu karma, de mis novedades, de la contradicción que represento. Te libero de mis llamadas que te saben a auto compasión, de mis enredos, de mi cabello suelto, largo, sin peinar. Te libero de mis consciencia, del desconcierto a fin de mes, de la caída, de la llegada, de mi huida inevitable. Te dejo libre para que me dejes, para que me veas de lejos y me quieras, menos
Mario Benedetti (via jedumore)
We are the girls with anxiety disorders, filled appointment books, five-year plans. We take ourselves very, very seriously. We are the peacemakers, the do-gooders, the givers, the savers. We are on time, overly prepared, well read, and witty, intellectually curious, always moving. We pride ourselves on getting as little sleep as possible and thrive on self-deprivation. We drink coffee, a lot of it. We are on birth control, Prozac, and multivitamins. We are relentless, judgmental with ourselves, and forgiving to others. We never want to be as passive-aggressive as our mothers, never want to marry men as uninspired as our fathers. We are the daughters of the feminists who said, “You can be anything”, and we heard, “You have to be everything.”
Courtney Martin (via gotdiamondsforsouls)