Somethin' new

passing by, I found a squid... I picked him up and called him Jim then there we where Jim and I ... we decided to go for a walk, in the sidewalk there was bunny who took us to a place, a place green everywhere and at the horizon there where mystical mountains... and there where some castles.. with bubbles, emerging from the ponds and swirling colorfuly... and in a whirlpool of colors we got lost... walking some more, I saw a monochromatical character she.. well.. she likes to hug.. I ran and ran.. and forgot that Jim was a squid... Jim the squid been squished by Jamie McCanless.. who likes to make pop art... and here we are... fighting for survival.... or so it says little Jim there.. ow and Jamie is a hugging panda~

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[br-e-a-t-h-e]

[teenagehipst3r]

[grunge-top]

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[sweetdandelion]

And that's the deal. I painted over you, started over and you are still there on the back of my mind.

You are driving me mad.

[sweetdandelion]

Cartas no enviadas #1.

Aquí te escribo querido corazón que marchitó su lazo con el mío.

Aquí te escribo, que te odio.

No te desprecio ni te repudio.

Sólo odio lo que me haz hecho; 

después de ti me he vuelto incapaz de hablarle bonito y de cariño a alguien más.

Me entristece al fondo del alma tu desinterés, 

ese te quiero mucho pero no tanto para quedarme,

aquel desaire al pensamiento y teoría que me invade y se me ocurrió contarte.

¿Desperdicié entonces mi tiempo?

Me robaste el ímpetu para estar con alguien, completamente así como estuve contigo y de pronto no estuviste más. Te robaste el tapete y no me lo devolviste, ni la decencia tuviste de decirlo de frente, sencillamente me arrojaste hielo y esperaste a que pereciera. Además, sin darte cuenta aniquilaste ese gusto de vivir que solía tener y ahora sólo lo tengo gracias a esos inventos maravillosos de aquellos científicos encerrados que buscan desmarañar lo que sólo reside en la mente humana.

Ahora tengo miedo de que me hieran igual, que golpeen de nuevo mis alas y al dejarme caer al infinito, y de nuevo caiga sola.

Lo que más detesto y odio es que no te puedo odiar, no de verdad, no de corazón. Por que aquel cariño que te dí aún reside en esas alas golpeadas y este triste corazón.

Sigo siendo tuya aunque no quiero, sigo buscando como olvidarte y no puedo.

[wordsnquotes]

I think perhaps love comes from finding someone you feel utterly comfortable with, someone who makes you comfortable with yourself. It’s like…finding yourself, or maybe it’s like finding the other part of yourself.

Candice Proctor, Whispers of Heaven (via wordsnquotes)

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Films in 2017—#001 Neruda (Pablo Larrain, 2016) 

[wordsnquotes]

I’m a very private person. You don’t ask, I don’t tell.

Unknown (via wordsnquotes)

[theperksofbeingaperk]

sarahfierce66: This is what happens when you give your dad something he’s wanted for about 8 years, but he always thought they made them just for kids. He was wrong … They make them for big kids too.

[sidelinesofcode-deactivated2020]

Pure, wholesome post.

[mypsychology]

If you like more psychology related infographic, check out @mypsychology.

[atlahua]

[almightynature]

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Vintage Blog

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[lvslie]

[hideandstudy]

lvslie:

let me be the wallpaper that papers up your room

Getting back is harder than I thought, but I made the space around me pretty.

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