Pero no, no hay prisa; te duele el corazón al recordar su sonrisa, te duele con razón, pero no, no hay prisa.
Y vuelves a tu casa con la misma camisa, pero con manchas de ron.

diumenge, 29 de març del 2015

He was an ass. He made you fall for him and he 
wasn't there to catch you. But worst of all he made 
you trust you. Made you think that he wasn't 
like all the others. And you know what? 
He was right. He's not like all the others. 
He's worse. 

dissabte, 28 de març del 2015

Have you ever felt it? That split second before the feeling catches the memory - that small haven on neutrality, before the headlong crash into recognition. Your mind pulls him to the foreground like a snapped rubber band. And you think of the line he drew in the sand, the one you can't seem tu put a foot past. Like a tripwire, you're afraid of the damage but you know you can't keep standing still. And the world falls away and you're exactly where you were on the last night you saw him, when he had his hands in your hair and his lips on your neck and he never said a word about leaving. 

- Lang Leav

dimarts, 17 de març del 2015

dilluns, 16 de març del 2015

Because maybe,you're gonna be the one that saves me

diumenge, 15 de març del 2015

Falling into us.
And I don't dare stop the fall, because I need it far too much. 

dilluns, 9 de març del 2015

"Fear kills dreams. Fear kills hope. Fear puts people in the hospital. Fear can age you. Can hold you back from doing something you know within yourself that you are capable of doing, but it will paralyze you."

I'm not gonna let this destroy me.
Crec que és el millor vídeo que he vist en molt de temps.
"Pain is temporary. It may last for a minute, or an hour or a day, or even a year. But eventually it will subside, and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it will last forever.

dilluns, 2 de març del 2015

I allà està, a un pas de mi. 
Amenaçadora, 
Observant-me a cada moviment. 
Fosca. 
Profunda. 
El bucle infernal...





























La depressió.