All the shit I have in my head.

Lo que piensas, pero nunca externas. English/Spanish 

[unfadingsoul]

I know myself in a very strange way My mind gets blurry, I cannot think clear It pushes so hard, until it kills the day I just know how sad and depress I can feel for things that I mean and sopuose to be I'm afraid, afraid of not being that free afraid of not being to good for you what if one day I cannot follow you? These thoughs are always threaten me I found the most beautiful important thing and when It leaves, my minds shows the void And it puts me down, it makes me feel selfish It's just like if everything I've done is destroyed I never mean to harm you and I never will I'm sorry for these things that I couldn't tell I hope you can see and still love me I promise next time I'll do it well But for now I just want to feel fine And recall you that I love you no matter what.

[unfadingsoul]

[unfadingsoul]

[quotemadness]

Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.

Nathaniel Hawthorne (via quotemadness)

[thepersonalquotes]

[observando]

[thegoodvybe]

[lomasdope]

You’ll never now how hard is to be me, my mind has no rest, I overthink everything.

(via lomasdope)

[goodreadss]

The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first.

Jim Morrison (via goodreadss)

[quotemadness]

I like a man who wears his soul on his face.

Jim Morrison (via quotemadness)

[quetzalnoah]

A final de cuentas me enamoré de una chica bien bien bonita bien vestida bien inteligente bien miedosa bien peda bien insegura bien caótica bien desmadrada

Cartas para una chica destruida, Quetzal Noah (via quetzalnoah)

[unfadingsoul]

Now ‪So, there you are girl, in the place where all your effort has become in your present, and you keep asking yourself if the soul needs to be completed, but the more the time past, the more you live with your mind. Apologizing if you couldn’t transcend on the souls that cross your way. At some point of your life pure, virgin, restricting yourself to show the affect that you can give, for only the ones that you consider real, and then that lack of expression moves you in a way that is hard to control, and it seems to apart the souls that you wish to be with. You’re open for it, but you still wonder if someone will take the time to discover, and at the same time, you’re not waiting for it, it is you that have been finding the depth. I wish that somebody looks deep on your mind as you have been trying and doing into others, but in the meanwhile you will keep creating art, learning, getting new knowledge, until the fullness covers the last part of your whole body. ‬

-Alitzel. Mayo 2017

[unfadingsoul]

That's what you do, you offer what you have, you give all the love you capable to share, because that's what life is about. If you're trying something different, transcend on it. That's what satisfies your soul and and grows your mind.

[unfadingsoul]

Parece como si fueras demasiado intensa para este mundo.

Nación Prozac - Elizabeth Wurtzel.

[unfadingsoul]

Please

Please don't lose yourself, don't be that dramatic bitch. Just take the time, think about the things, don't let yourself ramble on fucking things that are irrelevant. Do what you have to do and let everything flow.

[sweetestramblings]

I crave so much more than just a physical connection. I crave words and depth. I crave who you are and where you came from, your desires and fears. I yearn to know every inch of you beyond the surface.

(via safanoora)

[quetzalnoah]

En México vivir como artista está medio cabrón, muchos quieren hacer arte pero invertir el tiempo en hacerlo es dejar esos empleos de ocho horas que nos deprimen, hacer a un lado las opiniones de los amigos y la familia que nos contagian de su pesimismo pero sobre todo la cuestión es ser valiente y al ser valiente me refiero a no tener miedo a pasar una temporada comiendo sopa instantánea, pagar la renta de un cuarto distanciado de ciertas comodidades, ir a otros pueblos y ciudades para conocer distintos puntos de vista y después reinventarse. Se vive mucho de la fantasía de ser famoso, el exceso de vanidad ensucia al talento y muchos que quien ser escritores, músicos, poetas, pintores, actores, escultores no están dispuestos a tomar el camino largo por miedo a ser ridiculizados. Para mi sentir pena es inclusive un límite ¿Quién puede juzgar mi locura mejor que yo?

Guadalajara mi amor, Quetzal Noah (via quetzalnoah)