Caméléon

Aveces le escribo a mi pasado

[laracroift]

Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I’m saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you’ll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?

[boonesfarmsangria]

Alex at ACL Live by Brian Gray

[cosasqueteescriboperonoteenvio]

Qué hombre más delicioso

[the-space-left-in-between]

“I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.”

— Sylvia Path

[shisasan]

𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟾, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[lifeinpoetry]

“People / play themselves like a tape, over and over,”

— Tara Betts, from “High Fidelity,” published in Glass: A Journal of Poetry

[theliteraryjournals]

“It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I don’t understand it. Some people, as far as the senses are concerned, just feel like home.”

— Nick Hornby, High Fidelity

[quotemadness]

“Life is a sexually transmitted disease and the mortality rate is one hundred percent.”

— R. D. Laing 

[slugspoon]

i modified this tube sock

[christophernolan]

#touch starved people of 2020

[shisasan]

Hermann Hesse, Demian, (1919)

[seleccionpoetica]

“No todos saben cantar, No todos saben ser manzana Y caer a los pies de otro.”

— Serguéi Esenin - Confesiones de un golfo

[worldamongbooks]

[seleccionpoetica]

Los dos, sí, deberíamos reencontrarnos en otra vida, reencontrarnos en el aire. Tú y yo.

Sylvia Plath

[depoesiaypoetas]

Si sobrevives. Jaime Sabines

[quotemadness]

“I’ve never been very good at leaving things behind. I tried, but I have always left fragments of myself there too, like seeds awaiting their chance to grow.”

— Joanne Harris

[8yrs-deactivated20130923]

[quotemadness]

“Tell me you love me. If you don’t, then lie.”

— Coldplay