I was looking at the moon tonight and I had this huge urge to thank her. You see, a while ago I asked the moon to led me to happiness. That's all I ever wanted. It's dumb, I know, yet I still asked her for one wish. Today, while looking at the moon, I realized that she had granted me my wish.
She brought me to you.
"That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
jueves, 2 de julio de 2015
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Sometimes my sadness feels too heavy that I forget how to breath and fake a smile.
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"Shut up; shut up; shut up." she said, with tears forming in her eyes. "Why?, I´m just saying the truth. I don´t understand...
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I don't know why I feel this way? I mean everything I ever wanted is becoming a reality, besides there isn't a real, concrete explan...
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CHAOS doesn't´t surround me I am CHAOS.
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