lunes, 28 de julio de 2014

The thing about individuality is that you do not have to care. At all. If you want to be whoever you think you are, thats OK. But that's not gonna stop assholes, who think they have a higher right to make fun of your choices, your stories, your fate; that's not gonna change anything. Pull your chin up, and don't be afraid. Fasten your seatbelt, 'cause you are in a hell of a ride.

P.S: At least, you are being happy whilst they are being miserable. 
        And that, my friends, is the biggest win.

martes, 8 de julio de 2014

Pertenezco al agua, 
a la tierra, 
y por ratos, 
a tí.

Me entrego, 
y me prohíbo. 
Respiro, 
aunque a veces me olvido.
Aunque el mundo, 
sea mío.

Pertenezco al agua, 
a la tierra, 
y por ratos, 
a tí.

lunes, 7 de julio de 2014

I'll take my slit to the grave.


I kissed his neck, 
and his sweet crooked smile
fired up my brain.

Young love is so intense,
that sometimes can burn faster 
than a wildfire.

But the thing is.. 
He lit the fire, 
and left me burning.