El otro no tiene por qué ser lo que vos queres, no sé a quien mierda se le ocurrió que eso era el amor.

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El otro no tiene por qué ser lo que vos queres, no sé a quien mierda se le ocurrió que eso era el amor.
Nos enseñaron desde niños cómo se forma un cuerpo sus órganos sus huesos sus funciones sus sitios pero nunca supimos de qué estaba hecha el alma.
Mario Benedetti (via avenidadelospoetas)
todxs nacemos desnudxs, el resto es puro travestismo
Amar es, esencialmente, querer ser amado.
Jacques Lacan (via belle-indifference)
I miss you and I have missed you but somehow I’m at peace with not having you anymore
Me he fumado el último cigarro como el que sabe que después no quedará nada. Y aún así seguiría la impotencia, la rabia, la duda, el desalojo y el desconsuelo.
– Irene X.
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“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.”
Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via naturaekos)
There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.
Nelson Mandela (via onlinecounsellingcollege)