When Franz Kafka said, "I ran from love because I knew it would destroy me. " but Fyodor Dostoevsky said, "I ran into love because I needed it to destroy who I used to be. "
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When Franz Kafka said, "I ran from love because I knew it would destroy me. " but Fyodor Dostoevsky said, "I ran into love because I needed it to destroy who I used to be. "
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Hoy desperté y supe que quería ser hermosa como un lago negro, rodeada de la niebla del bosque más cercano, repleto de cisnes y con esa cristalina pero profunda agua suavizada por la madera del borde. Hoy desperté queriendo oler a café, canela y chocolate blanco, como aquel que tomamos esa mañana, mientras las voces de un cansado hombre sonaba solitaria. Hoy desperté queriendo preguntarte mil cosas; desde el porqué de las estrellas, hasta cuantas pestañas crees que tienes.
Hoy desperté en otra vida.
A veces solo soy yo, mi té de canela, mi corazon de ojo de tigre y la playlist Crying in the Astronomy tower, contra el mundo.
Reminder that spring will always come back, music will never stop being created, and there are still so many books left to read! You’re alive! You’re alive! You’re alive!
trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.
Volver aquí, es volver a donde todas palabras tienen significado, donde aún puedo escuchar las absurdas playlist melancólicas que me dan paz, volver aquí, es como la taza de té que nunca termine pero que agradecí a cada sorbo, volver aquí, es la mañana nublada en el espeso bosque. Aquí, donde no busco ser más intelectual que nadie, ni agradar; solo paz, solo ser, compartir y crear. Y joder que extrañaba eso.
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
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friendly note to self 🌱:
you're too serious about the process. have more FUN. the more serious you are, the more solid and heavy things feel. when you focus on enjoying the present moment and having fun, the heaviness goes away and your positive energy becomes contagious. things will work out for you effortlessly. you'll then achieve your goals easier than ever and enjoy the journey too.
coffee-with-honey girl thoughts: she is sweet and deep, choose bittersweet flavors, rain weather, brown jackets, boots, leafs - seeds- flowers, books that make her thing and books of cozy fantasy, mysteries, cozy rooms, bears, rabbits, moose and bees, vintage and rustic things, autumn and spring, old jewelry and crystals, history and philosophy,
her colors are: yellow, brown, pink, green, red and amber. (shades)
her favorite stories are: harry potter, the hobbit, supernatural, sherlock and gravity falls
her favorite music styles are: indie folk, 20's swings, 50's music, 70's disco, (now artist are: aurora, coldplay, hozier and all that autumn songs)
she wants to be: a writer, an antique seller, an anthropologist, a crystal artist, a baker or a hostel manager
she wants to live: in the woods or a small town, near a mountain or a lake or even in a city with cold weather and vintage architecture.
She chooses to live slowly, appreciate the details, think about nature, and surround herself with the magic of everyday life.
Y quiero genuinamente estar ahí, rodeada de aquellos troncos, de los prados húmedos, de la neblina de Otoño, de la lentitud con la se escuchan nuestra voces, nuestras risas, nuestros suspiros. Te lo digo, de verdad puedo verlo, como un pintor imagina un cuadro, como un escritor le da vida a ese personaje que conoce tan bien; puedo oler la madera, la tierra mojada, el aroma del té que nos llevamos para ver las estrellas, esta es la razón.
A todos los que quieren escapar hacia una cabaña en el bosque.
escribo sobre imágenes que no son mias...solo las vibes que me dan.
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People who get excited about sunrises, sunsets, a sky full of stars, the moon, deep connections and heart to heart conversations are my kind of people.
"Sometimes life is stranger than fiction, but sometimes it's incomparable in other ways. Sometimes it's heaven that the false fire of imagination could never capture."
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