A veces pienso que nací para algo grande, tan grande que ni siquiera tengo una idea de lo que es ahora. Me aferro a esa idea tan vaga, tan errónea, tan ingenua porque es lo único que me ata a este mundo, a esta vida, a mi.
- Genay.
Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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hello vonnie
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Keni
noise dept.

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@placesm83
A veces pienso que nací para algo grande, tan grande que ni siquiera tengo una idea de lo que es ahora. Me aferro a esa idea tan vaga, tan errónea, tan ingenua porque es lo único que me ata a este mundo, a esta vida, a mi.
- Genay.
Qué bonito debe ser conocer a alguien y que funcione para siempre.
Parece imposible... incluso
A Farmhouse Surrounded by Spring Fields.
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somewhere a dirt road leads home, and the fields remember your name.
This is the life we daydream about between meetings — a winding path, a stone cottage, fields that stretch to the horizon in every shade of green. No notifications. No noise. Just seasons turning and soil breathing. A reminder that slowness is not wasted time.
🌿 prints & more on redbubble ↓
🌾 which version do you prefer?
💓Farmhouse
💓Farmhouse_Illustration
I know when my time comes I put up a good fight.
Por cuanto tiempo alguién puede vivir en nuestra memoria?
Al mundo le hace falta gente que de verdad sienta las cosas que dice.
Solo que en esta ocasión ha dolido muchísimo más …
Loquesemeocurraescribo
Natalia Lafourcade, "María la Curandera"
gankutsuou + nosferatu: phantom der nacht, dir. werner herzog (1979)
Todas las noches deseo que te inventes una excusa estúpida y me escribas diciéndome que me extrañas.
William Ian Miller, The Anatomy of Disgust
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you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life