Hint: Use 'j' and 'k' keys
to move up and down

to lightness:

these are the things that are greater than me.
the few words that can escape my bottled being.
these are the things that are greater than me.
the few thoughts that can make their way out of me
to end in nothingness, out of me to end in light.

como anillo al dedo.

monologodelsolo:

Todavía no me has entendido. Mi coraje es fe, fe en mi inagotable capacidad de adaptación: fe en que la alegría volverá, y la esperanza y la espontaneidad. Y creo que, mientras dure, tengo que mantener la boca cerrada y la cabeza bien alta y los ojos bien abiertos, y las sonrisas tontas sobran. Sí, también he bajado al infierno sin una lágrima muchas veces. Y el infierno de las mujeres es mucho más terrible que el de los hombres.

  ~ Francis Scott Fitzgerald.

(via v-2casinormal)

yo, this song is too sexy. 

30 Things To Start Doing For Yourself. #4 Is Absolutely Vital.

working on #14

"Y para estar total, completa, absolutamente enamorado, hay que tener plena conciencia de que uno también es querido, que uno también inspira amor."
- Mario Benedetti 

(Source: poesiaespanol)

como solo Neruda lo pudo decir

como solo Neruda lo pudo decir

avenidadelospoetas:

The Secret Life of Walter Mitty

(Source: mighty-unicorn)

De todos los meses del a~o
No existe uno mas lindo que abril.

Abril abril
Mes donde porfin florecen los arboles
Donde se andan coquetando los pajaritos
Donde porfin se extingue el furor del invierno
Y donde se descruben sentimientos que el frio habia dejado congelados.

No me sorprende que este abril me sepa a ceniza. Que ya no me hagan sonreir las personas con las manos agarradas, o los pajaritos construyendo sus nidos, o ver como cambia de color todo lo que hace pocos dia fue solo gris.

No me sorprende que este primer dia de abril haya sido helado. Que me haya atrapado la gripe. Que no se hayan extinguido las noches de a 15 bajo zero.

Este abril ya no es igual. En este abril yo, ya no soy igual. Y porfin entiendo lo que queria decir sabina cuando canto quien me ha robado el mes de abril?

Quiero creer en el amor con todas mis fuerzas. Pero siento que ya nunca voy a poder a volver a creer. Como si hubiese pasado de estar viva a existir.

Asi va la vida. La marea sube y baja. El amor viene y va. La esperanzase acerca y se aleja.

Todo va a salir bien. 

Revolutionary Road.

self-made woman.

A long time ago, I remember telling my friend Gaby Riccio that all I wanted to do was go live all over the United States. A few years later I have lived in: Weston, Fl; Gainesville, FL; Boston, MA; Washington, DC; Silver Springs, MD; San Francisco, CA; and soon Seattle, WA. 

As these last three years in Boston come to an end, I am faced with the realization that I have crammed a lot of life into a very short period of time. I feel a sense of accomplishment in that I proved to myself that I could survive. I am grateful I took advantage of the opportunity to experience new cities. Its weird how its only when you look back, that you truly get to see and appreciate the path you have been fighting to make every day. 

It hasn’t been all pretty, or all joyful. My path has been filled with challenging moments, with tests of endurance, and faith. I’ve had to pull myself up by my boot straps and push forward, in moments where I really did not think I could keep going. I had to come face to face with who I am, and actively choose to evolve. To be kinder. To be more accepting. To understand that I couldn’t predict or control every element in my life. I had to fight to become the person that I am today, and I am still fighting to be the person that I know I want to be.

I realize today that at every moment I have been making a choice. That the path that is behind me has been the result of individual determinations that have either pushed me forward or held me back. I realize that there is really power in choosing. And with this, I have decided to make a new goal for the next couple of years. 

Here’s to the living the life I wan to live, 
to moving forward and to adventure.

Here’s to feeling scared, and doing it anyway. 
To letting go. To leaping. To making it in America.

To filling in the gaps. 
To making it up as you go. 
And following your gut. 

To forgiving yourself. To learning from mistakes. 
To accepting yourself for you who you are. 

Today I make a promise to myself: I promise to take care of myself and to seek to live a rich life. 

I hope that one day, when this all ends, I will be able to look back and say: I had the backbone to live the life I wanted to live. 

Theres things in my life I cant control.

"La vida tiene algo para ti… me duele no ser yo. Lo siento niño debo partir. Entiéndeme."
- Belanova - Niño (via poesiaespanol)
"if
the ocean
can calm itself,
so can you.
we
are both
salt water
mixed with
air."
- meditation, nayyirah waheed (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: nayyirahwaheed, via atadoamilenguaje)

"Esto (ya) no es esto, porque yo (ya) no soy yo (el otro yo)."
- Julio Cortázar (via avenidadelospoetas)

(Source: danaaron, via avenidadelospoetas)

finally made sense. 

dar es dar.