Music is my father, my mother,
My sister, my brother,
My friend and my lover, forever.
I see different landscapes from yours, despite being in the same place. You speak about the night's shadows and I cannot see anything but the moon and the stars.
The black sheep.
A mis años me dan flojera los celos, me da sueño la obsesión...
Me dan risa las frases de superación personal
disfrazadas de poesía...
Pienso para hacer ejercicio;
puedo tomar tres cervezas,
enviarte un whatsapp y esperarte en el hotel más cercano,
sin atarnos... sin herirnos...
Dividir la cuenta o pagarla yo,
el dinero es un mal necesario;
para trabajar a gusto en el día.
A mis años, prefiero una comida en solitario que un gran menú de peleas innecesarias, si de todas formas todo se termina...
A mis años el sexo es el mejor pretexto para decirte
no te vayas... no te quedes,
llevate tus demonios, déjame los míos.
A mis años, solo leer tiene gracia,
solo esas pequeñ...
¿Como vivir sin ti?
Cuál es la fórmula para despejar mi mente de tu recuerdo
Cual es el método para no llevarte todo el día en mi cabeza
Como derivo la tristeza de tu ausencia
como integro la ecuación de cada momento
Me gustaría saber el secreto para no extrañarte
el truco para ser fuerte, y no morir en el intento,
la habilidad de decir adiós y no engañarme
pues la tristeza me consume por dentro.
Me gustaría usar sigma para saber el resultado de todo mis sentimiento y de los que provocas en mí,
delimitando la preocupación y las nostalgia
de no verte en los días nones ni pares.
No puedo usar un binomio al cuadrado perfecto para esta situación
¿en qué marca de clase te busco? ...
At 19 I met you and our relationship was completely different than my parents. It was healthy. At 6 months I started to feel that you weren't the one for me. At 20 you proposed. I said yes. The anxiety followed. The nagging feeling lingered. I kept telling myself "He's a great guy. You're being shallow.". When I was 21 we wed. The anxiety became a haunting monster. At 22 I left. I look back and see a young woman detached from her own voice. I see a woman settling. Today, I see a woman so brave. A woman brave enough to leave comfort in search of what she truly deserves.
Sometimes all you need to do is to wait and do nothing.. ...
I may thought my love is true , it takes two to accept...
Just be silent , things come back if they are truly yours
..."Quem me dera ao menos uma vez acreditar que quem precisa ter, quase sempre se convence que não tem o bastante, fala demais por não ter nada a dizer "...(Renato Russo)
Queria mesmo saber, o é preciso fazer, pra te ter, não em pedaços, mas entregue em meus braços, pensando apenas em afastar o cansaço.
Não pensando nos meus fracassos, me jogando cada estilhaço que consrgui me fazer tentando ser seu "macho".
Cada não conquista minha, se vai mais um pedaço do que deveria ser seu "homem de aço".
Cada vez mais me firo com as decepções, pensando as vezes em certas "soluções", mr salvar de mim só teria uma saída? Suponho que não, e procuro outra saída. Não que seja a que mais me agrade, pois ama...
I have spent too many words. They're too precious, and yet they were thrown in a bottomless well. I don't want to do that anymore. They should be used on someone worthy, and that someone is me.
I don't even want to acknowledge the sadness I feel. Because it seems as if it doesn't do justice to how things are. But at times, when I go searching for reasons, for a how or a why, I open the door and dip in to what is still there. The nameless sensation I have never had before.
And I don't want to name it, because naming might give it the idea it deserves a place in my life, which it does not. Its the same fear that stops me from acknowledging. It is hard to mourn when nothing is lost. Nothing b...
Let me learn something today,
Share me your biggest regret in life till now?
You can direct message me, or comment below so other people will learn something from yours 😊
Writing after almost a year, time passes by and sometimes it hits hard back realising its been so long.
Yes we miss people but then not everyone is gona stay for ever change is the only permanent thing...so starting again making new friends learning new lessons and living on.
So tag me and share ur story would love to know you more.
Chase that dream.
Travel and live to the lost island you know where you belong.
Publish all those hidden notes that helped you get through the pain.
Write your own book and be the writer you've always promised yourself to be when you were a child.
It's not too late to pack up and leave everything behind to go after your dreams. Leave the pains and sorrows and face tomorrow with courage and smile on your face. You can do it!
I stand here in the twisted and distorted world
Giving away to a hazy and empty void
Please don't look for me...
Tidak semua episod menjanjikan luka,
Kita cuma perlu PERCAYA pada setiap ketentuan-NYA
No matter where I go and what I explore, I always come back to Lettrs to find some inspiration.
Lettrs is far better than the last time I used it. So proud of how far this place has come.
I'm looking for my christina yang. I want a best friend like that. Someone who is there in times of darkness and I can be there for them. I want my own twisty sister.
-the other twisty sister.
(I've been watching alot of greys anatomy lately. But in all seriousness I am looking for a penpal.)
Thank you to the wonderful people who make me laugh every day!
Thank you to all those who post and bring a smile to my face.
Thank all of you who take the time to write and put your hearts into it!
Most of all, my gratitude for being here.
I see you. Beautiful as you are,
Colorful as a rainbow and sweet as the ocean.
I see you. Those miserable eyes starring at the bluest of skies .
I’ll miss you. That smile, that lovely smile that brakes my heart.
Let's work hard in life and not wonder,
Even if we fail, let's not change the answer.
Even if I get nowhere, I'd still love you.
And for all the lessons you taught, thank you.