Te invito a comer uvas esta tarde o a tomar café, si llueve, y a estar juntos...– Otra carta (Jaime Sabines)
I was sentimental about many things: a woman’s shoes under the bed; one hairpin...– Charles Bukowski - Women (via mostelmondom)
I once dated a writer and
Writers are forgetful, but they remember everything. They forget appointments and anniversaries, but remember what you wore, how you smelled, on your first date… They remember every story you’ve ever told them - like ever, but forget what you’ve just said. They don’t remember to water the plants or take out the trash, but they don’t forget how to make you laugh. Writers are...
An artist in Mexico created a series of underwater...
Tengo unas ganas de ti y un antojo de nosotros, que deberíamos de estar juntos...– SuspirosAlAire (via suspirosalaire)
I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it...– Catherine Breillat (via word-digest)
I have no idea how he knows when I need him. We can go weeks without speaking,...– David Levithan, The Realms of Possibility (via atomiclanterns)
No vemos las cosas tal como son, las vemos como somos nosotros.– Anaïs Nin (via villings)
¿Quien dijo que no se puede ser tierna y cabrona...
Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony...– Vincent van Gogh (via jaeboogie)
…you wanted to explode out of what was holding you: rotten memories of a...– Charles Bukowski, eulogy to a hell of a dame (via in-vancouver)