Me gusta mirar las estrellas, no lo sé... pero me traen calma.
S-A-D

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Me gusta mirar las estrellas, no lo sé... pero me traen calma.
S-A-D
Eres fuerte, porque aunque tuviste un mal día sigues sonriendo como si nada, aunque estés destruido por dentro.
S-a-d
No quiero que faltes en mi vida.
S-a-d
Y él la admiraba con todo su corazón y quería que ella fuera parte de su vida.
S-a-d
No entiendo el punto... si de vivir con tristeza o morir con alegría
S-A-D
This is me, sending you an ask. I am terrible and haven't been keeping up with tumblr.
Anton, is someone I know from LJ a million years ago. And he is great. Once I got to hang out with him on his birthday and go to the tea and period film thing at the Alamo Drafthouse. (They showed Mansfield Park.)
Few people understand my love of food and cooking—especially baking, silliness, angry old punk rock and early industrial, and other things quite like Anton. (Also ladyofthelog. But she is an outlier and should not be counted.) It would be so cool if Anton and Verity and I got to hang out together some day. And eat cupcakes. But I think he should visit here when it is not -20 degrees. Spring or fall. I bet summer here wouldn’t seem so fierce to someone from Texas.