Las cosas que no llevan a ninguna parte

Primer y último capítulo

Tú (y yo).

Tener hipo por

Emborracharme de tus recuerdos.

De toi tout à coté de moi

Barcelone, la nuit et la pluie.

Today

Rain, bed, you.

        

We lost faith in the arms of love

"Si te caes, te levanto.
Y si no, me acuesto contigo."

- Julio Cortázar

she cries alone at night too often

Tú curabas el dolor que me habían causado las sábanas vacías. 
Ahora no sé como aliviar las heridas que aparecieron cuando te fuiste.

diseñar.

Skinny love

∞

el infinito es 

                                                más infinito de lo 

                   que infinitamente

creemos

                            soñamos.

Dicen que es de queso...

        

todo

 Todo lo que podríamos ser. Así, tan fácil.

nada de nada...

“Se ve que le rompieron el corazón, y ahora nada de nada, ni amor ni tonterías.”

                                        

bolsillos

merci

en el límite de lo infinito

She's not perfect

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect – you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break – her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”

- Bob Marley

goddes

    
I'm very definitely a woman
and I enjoy it.

Marilyn Monroe

       

holding a cup of tea, lying on my sofa, i can only think about... YOU

     

I miss you.

I really, really do.

Time, please let me kiss his hands one more time.

I need him.

I want to get lost again for London streets...

And forget everything.

Because...

I miss you.

I really, really do.

Simplemente,

hazlo.