Pero no sé qué ganarå con verme. Hago mal a todos los que se me acercan.
Ernesto Sabato. El tĂșnel.
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@tundraundtaiga
Pero no sé qué ganarå con verme. Hago mal a todos los que se me acercan.
Ernesto Sabato. El tĂșnel.
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Siempre
Long hair donât care
Pretty much.
Before Sunset . Ethan Hawke & Julie Deply . Words about relationships. Fabulous.
âIâm really crazy, right?â
No te acabes nunca.
âIt was all I ever wanted and now I had no desire for it.â The diary of a teenage girl
In your bed, or in your car On the earth, or up in the stars I wanna be where you are Even if that means going too far
Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life?
Sylvia Plath (via ohsylvia)
I am glĂŒcklich!!! Are you glĂŒcklich???
[...] sos una voluntad en forma de veleta, ahĂ arriba. Quiero esto, quiero aquello, quiero el norte y el sur y todo al mismo tiempo, quiero a la Maga, quiero a Talita...
Rayuela- J. CortĂĄzar
No se puede querer lo que quiero, y en la forma en que lo quiero, y de yapa compartir la vida con los otros. HabĂa que saber estar solo y que tanto querer hiciera su obra, me salvara o me matara, pero sin la rue Dauphine, sin el chico muerto, sin el Club y todo el resto.
Rayuela, J. CortĂĄzar