Monthly Archives: September 2013

I realize a thing or two these days. Like the void left or the void I try to refill. As if one could go back and change stuff. Intento rellenar huecos estos días. Como si pudiere alcanzar un pasado que … Continue reading →

Amanece hoy. Hace sol. Tecleo con el fin de sacarle una historia a la nada. Quezque no hay que esperar a la musa. Tengo mucho tiempo esperando. Hay muchos conflictos en mi. Uno. Debería de hacer más ejercicio. Dos. Debería … Continue reading →

Las he visto de lo más peor. Sangrando y al rojo vivo. Reconozco a los mios, así que no me sorprende comprender porqué entiendo el aspecto visual de ver uñas comidas hasta el punto en que ya no se puede … Continue reading →

Sigo intentando no pensar en tí. Sí, es una locura. Entre más lo intento, más te presiento. Lo curioso de todo es como la mera idea de tí llena mi alma de sensaciones inexplicables cuya procedencia es un misterio. En … Continue reading →

He decidido no pensar más en tí. En sí es un gran sacrificio. Come on, think about it. How can one stop thinking about you? No que lo haya logrado aíºn. Pero me lo tengo propuesto. Como un alcohólico se … Continue reading →

Respect is one of those curious emotional constitutions that are sought after by the teaching community. Teachers by and large seek it as a form of recognition & acceptance that their profession is taken seriously by all those involved in … Continue reading →

Blogs commenting the death of one of our own: http://amarabierto.blogspot.se/ http://cunadeporqueria.blogspot.com/2013/09/rafa.html http://lorenamancilla.blogspot.se/ Quizá otros más. I never did like his writing and I was never mature enough to accept that he was a middle man between the mexican and the … Continue reading →

You know how many situations I have imagined were I speak to you? Just about every time I decide I should confess to you my feelings. Which are many. Or the many times I want to send you roses, how … Continue reading →

You are dynamite redhead beautiful beyond the physical A god which cannot be touched Only prayed to hoping I register an inkling, a look a mean look at best I wish I would be really bold or italics a coma … Continue reading →

I seek refuge from you in these words. I’d rather write down every feeling I get from you than to express them directly. I think it wouldn’t be such a great loss or maybe it will be. I have feelings … Continue reading →