Lola Casas. Colombian. 21. I like art, and by art I mean literatue, music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body,ballet. All of this is art to me.
irrangell:

Capturas llenas de encanto.
bengiles:

. (by ben///giles)
In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I’d write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn’t ever want to lose that. Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook (via observando)

(vía mesaventuresmarvelous)

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photographyofdavidhanjani:

Lots Of Cash. Photo By David Hanjani

La soledad no me debilita, me fortalece, me llena de algo extraño que me nutre, me habla de noche, me cuenta cuentos, historias que son verdad, que son verdades

Chavela Vargas (via blarrfengarr)

(Fuente: mariahell, vía nomedigasquehacer)

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R.I.P

Ese amor murió
sucumbió
está muerto
aniquilado fenecido
finiquitado
occiso perecido
obliterado
muerto
sepultado
entonces,
¿porqué late todavía?


de “Inmovilidad de los barcos” 1997 .

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lumberjackproductions:

John Muir explained everything