#personal-note

[les-yeux-de-winter]

¡No estoy muerta!

Andaba de parranda.

En notas más serias, estoy con ganas de activarme de nuevo y traerles diseños más bonitos que antes pero me gustaría escucharlos ¿hay algo que deseen o necesiten estos días? estaré tomando notas ♡

[laisser-le-passe-derriere]

Note

Oh how I miss my Mother. The sixth year is approaching by only days since our physical separation, and I can’t even remember the last time I was able to hold her with only pure unconditional love in both our hearts. There have always been a consciousness of lack, a consciousness of defense, manipulation, possession, or fears coming from either of us or both. There have always been these illusions between us.

My relationships with some friends - the friends who are, to me, as my family members, and my blood ties are crashing at tremendous speed. I knew it would. I saw it coming. So many things have come to fruition as well. My other close ones have also got the best that they deserve that I had commanded for them from the Universe. Either way, for better or for worse, old things and an old phrase of my life have completed. It’s a lonely road to tread on but I found I’ve no longer got hurt. Some relationships are meant to be challenging. Some others are meant to break. There are days when you are meant to stay at the bottom of an old deep ocean and see only darkness, so that you will also see

when the light reaches in.