Me siento tan invisible a veces.

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Me siento tan invisible a veces.
Hey,this is the story of Director.I mean this is not of course his real name,im not gonna write this stories with their real name cause i dont any damage for them.Im gonna use random names or nicknames for my real life characters.Like i said this is the story of Director.Some of you can think he is weird cause he is not like the other boys.He has a big heart but he seems very rude person or maybe uncareless.But he is not,he cares,he cares really to much.He is gay but he is not sure about his feelings,he doesnt like girls for now but he says its can change.First,he didnt accept this but then now he is know he is gay he doesnt get shame for this.Just some of his friends know that but if you look carefully you can understand he is gay.And he didnt say to this everbody at school but gossips are everywhere.Peoples talking and judging and kidding and he just smiles to them.But after school he is crying in nights,he is the most funny person you ever met and he is popular and he wants to be popular.He likes attention,he wants to be famous but he doesnt know how he can do it but got some ideas.Director dont want to share with his family cause he knows reactions but somehow he told everything to his father.But his mother,dont know everything maybe she can guess but she doesnt get all the parts.Director wants a good career,he want good grades and a life so far away from the city he lives.His life is full of problems,his family absoletely a disaster and his “gay” problems are killing him everyday and how people react to him.His self-defence is being rude and being vain.So when you dont know him,he seems like selfish person and he doesnt care anyone without himself.But all this things are not his story’s painfull part.His painfull part started when he is just a kid but he cant hate anyone,he knows everything wrong and he just said to this his father but there is already nothing.In this story,i got a part too,i know his secret and this is killing me either.His secret is too big and i cant handle with it anymore but there is nothing i can do,this is just a little very little part of his life.And maybe next days you can get the whole story but not now.Dont forget it maybe one day your story can be here,this is the story of everyone we see and we couldnt see.XOXO There is someone seeing you...
Invisible dog
Sometimes I hate tumblr. I hate seeing all these things i can never be, all these places i can never go, and all these things I could never create. I hate being a nobody, invisible to everyone unless it's face to face. Everyone says in so pretty, yet no one ever notices me. I can never be interesting. Not even on here, where i can be whatever i want. I can feel what i need to feel and there is no judgment and people understand. But still, even here, I'm invisible.
Oso del sueño, suave dibujo, ven a mi casa, en la ciudad descalza... Rompe los cercos, que te maniatan, todo está bien, es solamente tuya... Abre mis ojos, abre mis ojos. Hola, hola. Es lo que dijiste, cuando me viste. Hola. Es lo que dijiste, cuando me viste. Hola, señor, señor sol... Abre mis ojos, abre mi sol, abre mis ojos, abre mi piel, la tuya... Dentro del mío, sangra la fruta, luz de la lluvia, sobre la primavera... Luz de la lluvia, abre mis ojos. Hola, hola... Es lo que dijiste, cuando me viste. Hola. Es lo que dijiste, cuando me viste. Hola, señor, señor sol... Hola, señor, señor sol...
Invisible - Oso del sueño.
The things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:18
Licor no vuelvas ya Deja de reír No es necesario más Ya se ven los tigres en la lluvia
Invisible - Los Libros de la Buena Memoria
SOLEDAD / INVISIBLE
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