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@iamelectricsunshine
You know her ass is on Tinder looking for a new man.
He cheated with the nanny and thinks some busted ass carnations he found on the way here are gonna fix it.
Etapas de mi tristeza
Sonríe, calla todo lo que sientes y ríe, no le digas a nadie que te siente solo y triste, llega a tu cuarto y ríe, échate a la cama y llora, grita como si hubieras tenido una gran derrota, que nadie se de cuenta que tienes el alma rota, no vaya a ser que descubran que por tus ojos salen gotas, gotas de sangre. Que nadie sepa que tus besos tienen sabor vinagre.
Tus alas quebradas, necesitas impulso para volar, sólo te queda orar para que pronto todo vuelva a la normalidad, muñeca de la mano con sangre, poca, porque sientes el ardor, el ardor que te hace sentir vivo, el amor que se convirtió en dolor, lo que te hace quebrar sin emoción.
Ojos hinchados, que los secas con tus dos manos, atardecer soleado, felicidad para todos, oscuridad para ti, celos, muina, ruina, deseo, sexo, caricias, pasión, desolación, coraje, alegría, agonía, tristeza, miedo, melancolía, en diferente orden, al revés como sea lo sientes.
El arcoiris salió, cielo gris, que ahora te has convertido en matiz feliz, mejillas mojadas, el cristal de tu mirada, que se rompió y se convirtió en agua, evaporó hacia tu atmósfera de pensamientos, cielo gris te has limpiado, ahora una sonrisa está de tu lado, ahora con música bailas, danzas, tu corazón se repara.
Esto no se acaba, vuelves a hacerlo de ese mismo modo para siempre, tus debilidades te hacen fuerte, para sembrar más, cariño, este es el cuento de nunca acabar, ¿acaso alguien te lo había dicho?un día se va a apagar tu luz y dime gorrión azul ¿ valió la pena tanto llorar? ¿que valió la pena? Todo vale la pena y la alegría, píntate las uñas de rosa o negras pero demuestra siempre aquello que sientas. Serás un día belleza oscura, otro belleza blanca, serás lo quieras dar y ser y deshacer. Serás eso que sientas en un atardecer, en un amanecer, en un anochecer, serás, serás, todo aquello que deseas tanto, eso serás.
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okay, so.....
First time using tumblr, currently on zero followers and I have absolutely no idea if I’m using the page properly, but know one is likely going to see it anyway, so all good.
Life Update: Recently I started listening to XXXTENTACION, I’d heard of him before but never really listened to any of his music. I went on to his “17″ album and started listing from the beginning. I soon became obsessed. He has such a real and raw way of making his music. It felt as though he had entered my minded and expressed all my thoughts I’m ways that I had struggled to (as cheesy as that may sound).
However, through doing this, it provoked/awakened a few thoughts and emotions that I had kept stashed away in a draw for a while. And trust me, I kept them hidden for good reason. They were thoughts and emotions of feeling absolutely lost and alone. Feeling like know one really understands the way you feel, including yourself. Which franky, isn’t the most pleasant feeling. For a long time until now, I had kept them hidden and put on a person of absolute confidence and certainly, doing everything I could to portray myself as a put together person who was absolutely sure about life and all it was about. And after playing at it for a while, I had come to convince others, as well as myself that this person was really me. And it wasn’t all bad, in fact it felt quite good. It was sort of like when you get told to clean your room, and you get all the clothes and other mess off the floor and stash it all into a draw. Your room then looks clean, and if you forget about all the things in the draw, you come to terms with believing that it really is clean. Instead of going the “hard” yards and cleaning, you hide it all. ‘You can run, but you can’t hide (at least not forever)’ at some point you going to need one of the clothes that you hid in the draw, but now, not only is it going to be out of place, but it will smell and be in need of a wash and and iron too. If you had of just cleaned the mess from the beginning, you’d have less work to do now. Wow, I wondered way off topic with this, if only I could write this much for my exams. So basically, lang story short, just by listening to XXXTENTACIONs’ music I ended up opening the whole draw of mess I stashed away, and this time, instead of just taking one thing and closing up the draw again, I’m going to clean the mess. Not gonna sugar coat it, it’s gonna be some hard shit to clean, but none the less, I’m going to do did.
Just figured that other people might be having a similar realisation, and may want to ride through together (okay, so that sounds pretty cheesy, but you know what I mean.) Or maybe you want to see life from someone else’s perspective, or just be reading for fun.
Whatever you’re motif may be for reading this, I hope you enjoyed and I’m looking forward to giving you another post into my head very soon.
Oh and btw, wouldn’t want to keep you busy from your life for too much longer but just thought that I’d let you know to feel free to ask me absolutely anything.
And I love ya (In no cliché way)