April 2012
“My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.”
—André Breton (via misswallflower)
“Estás solo, lo mismo.
Ebrio, lúcido, azul, olvidado del alma,
concédete a la hora.” —Idea Vilariño (via soymuchasmujeres)
Ebrio, lúcido, azul, olvidado del alma,
concédete a la hora.” —Idea Vilariño (via soymuchasmujeres)
- My brain during the day: Potato, potato, ching chong tomato
- My brain at night: I wonder why the Earth was placed exactly here and allowed us to provide a perfect climate to sustain human life.