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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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EXPECTATIONS
Claire Keane
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Color Me Curious
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“All I knew about Cuba was that people drove old American cars and that Ché Guevara was tied with Bob Marley as most popular poster in dorm rooms. Then my friend Erin invited me on a 2-week trip to Havana. The first thing I noticed in Havana was that the city was dark at night. There were no streetlights, porch lights or living-room lamps. It was pitch black except for the faint colorful glow spilling out of open doors everywhere, and it came from the TVs. The light captivated me. For the next two weeks I wandered around, slipping in and out of strangers’ living rooms. Each time I came across an open door and a working TV set, I would ask if I could take a picture. The answer was always yes. Nobody seemed to think it was an odd request and it was usually accompanied by a Cuban coffee or rum.”
Simone Lueck
“Estoy rodeado de emociones que me ahogan.”
— intoxicados
me duele coincidir y no conectar con vos
quiero aprender a irme,
quedarme
nunca me sirvió
“Hay que saber dejar ir lo que ya te dejó ir.”
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Publicado por Esther Gonzalez. (España)
Cargar vacíos también pesa.
-Isabel
“Y entonces llega alguien. Que te cambia. Pero no se queda”
— Y eso esta bien
“Me has hecho sentir realmente mal y supongo que yo te hice sentir igual”
— Miranda - Horóscopo
“Sé que no me amaba, pero yo la adoraba de todos modos.”
— Escritor de sueños
Abraza tu nostalgia. Que sí, que está bien extrañar esos días grandes. Que sí, que eres un manojo de miedo y de sentimientos que calan hondo, que llegan fuerte. Que sí, que quieres más abrazos y café con leche. Que sí, que la vida da un montón de vueltas y, en ocasiones, regresas al punto de doler como antes. Que sí, que parecen un montón de injusticias y que todo te ocurre a ti, pero sólo eres un punto pequeño y aún así tus sentimientos valen. Que sí, que estás echa trizas un poco por cosas banales, pero, ¿sabes la mejor parte? Todo pasa…
Clara Ajc