March 2012
1 post
vaudevilliandevil asked: Hello there! Thanks for the follow! Is most of the poetry you post on here your original work?
“Probably the biggest change is going to come from the changed definition of what...”
– Steven Johnson on the future of reading. (via explore-blog)
February 2012
232 posts
“I’m a liar.
At least I’m honest about it.”
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tendras que
tendras que nacer para hacer muchas cosas
tendras que desear nunca haber nacido para hacer menos mal
tendras que pasar por momentos que nunca quisiste pasar
tendras que pensar en esos momentos para aceptar que te hicieron quien hoy eres
tendras que odiarte para entender el amor
tendras que enamorarte para cuestionar, por que, por que causa tanto dolor
tendras que olvidar que tienes un...
Tired Tiger
I’m young and I’m tired.
I wonder how the elderly get by.
I wonder many things about many things.
How.
Why.
Who.
When.
Where.
What.
The 5 W’s of Journalism. The 1 H of it.
I’m tired of humans.
How they wish the best to each other by doing the worst.
I’m tired of the mirror- its reflection is gorgeous in my eyes but that’s not what society...
Halls. Many.
Dark.
Red.
Hot guys.
Perfume.
His perfume to be exact.
Dialogues. Lots of em.
Anonymous asked: anoche soñe contigo... fue tan sensual e intimo... estoy tan avergonzada...
people
people are weird.
that’s it.
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“alright. alright. you’ll make it. you’ll do great. yes. you will....”
– inner voice
Run away
With 10$ dollars in your purse.
You’ve done worse than this.
So, who cares?
I certainly don’t.
Change
Change change change do it right now or else you’ll die.
Come on.
wtf.
wtf.
wtf.
wtf.
what the fuck.
who’s that fag.
what the fuck.
why’s Teresa flirting?
wtf.
don’t ask.
cause I won’t answer.
Not a kid
Sure I like to be foolish
Be an idiot every now and then
Be the class clown
Be totally disoriented but enjoy the sensation
I’m not a kid.
I’ve memories of the child that existed a few years back.
What?
Should I stop coloring?
Should I stop getting dirty with food?
Should I seek for perfection, when in reality I’m the meaning of imperfection?
Fuck it all.
I...
The coke is scattered on the floor
My room
Dominican Republic remains intact.
There’s leftovers of everything scattered around.
Coke, in the colorful drawer,
In a corner.
Fell on the floor.
It mixed with rice
And looked like sugar
My cousin told me that it was obvious.
I didn’t care. I never did.
So the halls are black.
And there’s dim lights.
All of a sudden I’m with Mojo, my dog.
He’s...
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