"EXAMS ARE SO FUCKING OVER"
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Yo que pensaba que esto se había acabado, pero aquí estoy, escribiéndote otra carta, aunque esta no vaya a ver la luz, igual que la anterior. ¿Te las leerías aunque te las diera? Llevo esperando ya más de un mes, y aun no te has leído esa pieza de mi corazón que te entregué. Es como si se hubiera quedado en el olvido. Me declaré, pero todo siguió igual. No ha pasado nada. Y ahora que por fin me he... » Continue Reading
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For fucks sake! When did I turn into a fucking adult, how and why the fuck am I independent? Literally 4 years ago I was smoking cigarettes with sad music being the most bulleable emo piece of shit you could imagine, and now I'm responsible for everything in my fucking life. What do you mean university, driver's licence, groceries, cooking, cleaning? And if I don't do it, no one is doing it for me... » Continue Reading
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No, no voy a volver, y no es porque no quiera verte, de hecho, esa es la única razón que me mantiene lejos. Mudarme aquí ha sido como una bocanada de aire fresco, me ha dado la oportunidad de por fin poder soltar todo lo retenido en mi cabeza. Aquí soy una persona muy diferente a la que era en Barcelona. Aquí el piso esta a mi nombre, aquí me cocino, aquí limpio los platos, aquí lavo la ropa, aquí... » Continue Reading
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Aunque ya no hablemos, y haya sido mi decision… Aún deseo de todo corazón volver a ver tu nombre en mis notificaciones. No porque quiera verte, no porque quiera decirte algo, no porque quiera una conclusión a lo que tuvimos. Quiero que me reafirmes, que me reafirmes que en algún momento llegué a importarte. Que me preguntes porqué. Solo con eso, sabré que todo ha valido la pena, todo el esfuerzo q... » Continue Reading
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“Why don't they just kiss each other? They so obviously want to.” “Yeah, why don't they?” “Yeah, why not?” “Why don't they?” “Why not?” “Do you get it?” — he said with a smiley face. “Get what?” — I said while approaching him. “You do get it!” — he yelled as he started laughing. Then, in a swoop, I took him by the legs and threw him in the water. I did get it, you stupid fuck. » Continue Reading
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Because there, sitting on a bench, in the middle of the night, your arm arround my neck, you were saying all the things I wanted to hear. How you said I make things flow. How you asked me if you meant anything to me. How you said, how you asked, if I wished that moment would last forever, because you did. » Continue Reading
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I was fine. Just living my life. Not doing much, not doing little. I was content. Then those days came, and we grew close. Maybe you’ll never know how much I like you. I want to tell you, even though I know you won't give me anything in return. I can't go through this again. I’ve been trapped in this cycle for so long. I thought I could be direct. I thought I could swallow my pride. But I’ve alway... » Continue Reading
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I know sometimes I may seem like a simple man to you, with a simple life and simple aspirations. I just wanted you to know, even though sometimes I may seem that way, there's always a ball of threads behind it. Sometimes my desires intertwine, one thing to fulfill both wants. But I gotta tell you, I'm not honest with what I want, not even to myself. That's why I'll hide. Hide behind simpler wishes... » Continue Reading
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It is so weird when you know exactly how you feel, exactly why, exactly what to do to get over it, but not being able to express it. Is it really going to sink into oblivion? Something so deep and passionate, so, so intense. I tend to express myself in unserious ways; cracking some jokes or taking about it like it's outside myself, as if it has nothing to do with me. I started writing to do someth... » Continue Reading
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You are the blood dripping from my arms, the cold sweat tracing my spine, the dry tears staining my cheeks, the smoke coming out my cigarette. For all I do, all that happens, is just a distraction—a distraction to keep me away from the knowledge, the knowledge that you are not here with me. And with that, I'll keep meeting, I'll keep walking, I'll keep hurting. Your face like a painting, your smel... » Continue Reading
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They took my cigarette out of my mouth. Then, while toying with their hair, they took one puff, then two, then three. Their eyes locked on the cityscape. When they were done, they put it back to my lips while looking at me, those beautiful green eyes reflecting the night lights. It might have meant nothing, but under the darkness, my face started blushing. I hope they didn't get to see me like tha... » Continue Reading
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The path is but a way to discover one’s truest wish. For I have walked it countless times by now—let me tell you how it is, how it was, for me. The path may resemble a mountain, a beach, a golden wheat field, but mine always begins as a hill. It starts steep, covered in sharp green grass, with a golde » Continue Reading
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