March 2012
February 2012
Los momentos compartidos son para dividir lo nuestro en un tú y un yo.
Why?Why?Why?
Why does it still hurt so much?
En el muelle de San Blas.
Él juró que volvería.
I’m the son of rage and love.
Don't walk the plank like I did.
Did I fall or was I pushed?
We think the same things at the same time.
I’m coming home to make it alright, so dry your eyes.
It was a slippery, slippery, slippery slope
I felt me slipping in and out of consciousness.
“Obviamente, si tienes un novio guapo todos tus problemas se solucionan.
POR...”
– Una amiga en el tema de la vida megahyperperfecta.
I swim too far, fly too high.
I forgot to say goodbye.
Te recomiendo permanecer aquí, a mi lado. Hay...
And a cup of coffee.
That’d be nice.
I want an Eevee.
Anonymous asked: eres demasiado kawaii
Stop looking over my shoulder.
I can see your face reflected on the screen..
And I know you’re reading this.
But I doubt you understand it.
