Por supuesto que nos encontraremos mágicamente en los sitios más extraños.
- Julio Cortázar-

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Por supuesto que nos encontraremos mágicamente en los sitios más extraños.
- Julio Cortázar-
Hace un buen rato que quiero escribirte, y hace más de un buen rato que la vida no me deja.
Julio Cortázar. Cartas 1977-1984.
Hace un buen rato que quiero escribirte, y hace más de un buen rato que la vida no me deja.
Julio Cortázar. Cartas 1977-1984.
@yaeldavila
the terrifying ordeal of being mediocre at a skill you have literally only just started practicing
Créditos al autor
❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹.
Détail de « L'Impératrice Théodora », par Benjamin Constant, 1887.
Detail of “Empress Theodora”, by Benjamin Constant, 1887.
― Margaret Atwood, You are Happy
Ada Limón, from “Calling Things What They Are”, The Hurting Kind
"Espero entiendas que prefiero quedarme con las cenizas intactas de lo que fuimos a quemarme las manos intentando que todavía seamos".
— Emilia Pesqueira.
Looking at house prices late at night on a Sunday is more terrifying than any horror film
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
[ text ID: The longing for Paradise is man's longing not to be man. ]
accept the ending of relationships, eras, experiences, etc.
autumn is really like. i brought you some sunlight from when you were 10. didn't the world feel so bright to you then? i'll drench your hands in syrupy nostalgia, so everything you make is stained bittersweet. i'll ruffle your hair with an ice-kissed breeze--it'll be the kindest touch you've had in years. you finally feel like a part of something grander. i'm the last warm hand you hold before winter surrender.
Untitled , Deni Adler Topuzoğlu
i want texts at 3am saying you couldnt sleep because you were thinking of me