- I’m attracted to wake you. Every time I do you look like you have years without seeing me. It is as if you reborn.- If I had just been born, would not I be naked?- You got me.

- I’m attracted to wake you. Every time I do you look like you have years without seeing me. It is as if you reborn.
- If I had just been born, would not I be naked?
- You got me.

Let me be your bad girl…

It is very important to go out alone, to sit under a tree—not with a book, not with a companion, but by yourself—and observe the falling of a leaf, hear the lapping of the water, the fishermen’s song, watch the flight of a bird, and of your own thoughts as they chase each other across the space of your mind. If you are able to be alone and watch these things, then you will discover extraordinary riches which no government can tax, no human agency can corrupt, and which can never be destroyed.

– Krishnamurti, This Matter of Culture, p 89

People who spend
more time in the sun are
likely to be happier
and happy people are
more likely to fall in love
because their happiness
is infectious.

People who spend

more time in the sun are

likely to be happier

and happy people are

more likely to fall in love

because their happiness

is infectious.

                   LOSING YOU
I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back. 
Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. And I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse and I wasn’t going to be okay for a very long time. 
Because losing someone isn’t an occasion or an event. It doesn’t just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I pick up your favorite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think of kissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish I could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose you all over again. 
                   — Lang Leav

                   LOSING YOU

I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back. 

Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. And I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse and I wasn’t going to be okay for a very long time. 

Because losing someone isn’t an occasion or an event. It doesn’t just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I pick up your favorite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.

I lose you every time I think of kissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish I could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose you all over again. 

                   — Lang Leav

Roses are red violets are blue, you treated me like shit, and guess what? 
FUCK YOU.
Something New.. :)

Yes, today is one of those days.

One of those days full of homesickness and melancholy, where memories come to your mind when you see the rain falling outside the window while you’re counting the seconds between lightning and thunder.

Those days of comfort you spend reading a book or watching a movie, drinking tea, coffee or chocolate.

Those days when you take a relaxing bubble bath with scented candles listening to the sound of falling rain.

Those days when you suddenly feel like cooking something sweet when you listen music and invite your friends.

Those days that, when the storm is over, you open the windows to smell the aroma of wet earth, and salts for a walk with your water boots.

                                                  Yes, today is one of those days.

—Laura Gros

I’ hate being sexy; but somebody has to do it.
                              UNDRESS ME
 
                                 All that you write,
                                       you know
                                       it’s not right,
                                       you move me
                                       with written suggestion.
 
                                 I know it’s absurd,
                                       to be undressed
                                       by a word,
                                       write me more
                                       write me more—
                                       make me yours.
 
                                       —Michael Faudet

                              UNDRESS ME

 

                                 All that you write,

                                       you know

                                       it’s not right,

                                       you move me

                                       with written suggestion.

 

                                 I know it’s absurd,

                                       to be undressed

                                       by a word,

                                       write me more

                                       write me more—

                                       make me yours.

 

                                       Michael Faudet


- ¿Tú crees que puedes enamorarte de una persona con la que sólo has hablado una vez?- Yo, creo que eso sólo pasa en las películas

- ¿Tú crees que puedes enamorarte de una persona con la que sólo has hablado una vez?
- Yo, creo que eso sólo pasa en las películas

The essential words to learn jajaja
 

 

“Cuando me besas, Gwendolyn Shepherd, es como si perdiera el contacto con el suelo. No tengo ni idea de cómo lo haces ni de dónde lo has aprendido. En todo caso, si ha sido en una película, tenemos que verla juntos. Lo que quiero decir es que cuando me besas, ya no quiero hacer nada más que sentirte y tenerte entre mis brazos. ¡Mierda, estoy tan terriblemente enamorado de ti que es como si hubieran volcado una lata de gasolina en mi interior y le hubieran prendido fuego!” 

- Gideon De Villers

 

 

 

“Cuando me besas, Gwendolyn Shepherd, es como si perdiera el contacto con el suelo. No tengo ni idea de cómo lo haces ni de dónde lo has aprendido. En todo caso, si ha sido en una película, tenemos que verla juntos. Lo que quiero decir es que cuando me besas, ya no quiero hacer nada más que sentirte y tenerte entre mis brazos. ¡Mierda, estoy tan terriblemente enamorado de ti que es como si hubieran volcado una lata de gasolina en mi interior y le hubieran prendido fuego!”

- Gideon De Villers