We the broken ones. We the damaged by our distant past and early memories. We shall rise too, but stronger. We the ones who carry all those scars they cannot see, reminders that we are vulnerable and still dare to expose ourselves. We the ones with secrets we wouldn’t dare to speak out… Sigue leyendo We the broken ones
"Love the skin you are in" @theashleygraham I am not (nor will I ever be) size ZERO, not even in my ‘teens while I was struggling to love myself and feel not-so-ugly. I am not ashamed of that period of my life, because for me, is an example that you can always grow that personal… Sigue leyendo Curvy & Proud
It was a warm and quiet night, we were in a room and suddenly a piano appeared. You smiled at me and moved to the piano: - I owe you a song. Remember? - I do. I said, smiling back and trying not to look nervous. You started playing and singing one of your songs,… Sigue leyendo Between dreams and desires
The city was still sleeping and all she could think about was his moles. He had so many and she hadn't had the chance to count them all. She didn't needed to close her eyes to recreate in her mind the recent past weekend by his side, it had been amazing. "I'll miss you" she… Sigue leyendo Contando lunares
She fell for a guy she knew it could never be hers. It was just like Horacio said on Rayuela As if you could pick love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. The pain of knowing he was… Sigue leyendo It happened on a rainy afternoon
You know? Even in the distance yo make feel so happy, very much loved.Indeed I can feel nostalgic once in a while, but you fell for a strong woman, Remember? And this woman that I've become in the years I've been in this earth, has faith and hope, she believes in us.So here I am, waiting for… Sigue leyendo You know?
At first we just sat there, in the comfortable silence of two beings who have given each other body, heart, and above all, soul. Only the wind dancing between the trees kind of made a soft song. I took all my courage and turn to face him, God! His eyes, just staring at them made… Sigue leyendo Some goodbyes are necesary