You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it.
That the brightest flame burns quickest.
Which means you saw us as a candle.
And I saw us as the sun.
Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You  (via larmoyante)

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Every mouth you’ve ever kissed
was just practice
all the bodies you’ve ever undressed
and ploughed in to
were preparing you for me.
i don’t mind tasting them in the
memory of your mouth
they were a long hall way
a door half open
a single suit case still on the conveyor belt
was it a long journey?
Did it take you long to find me?
You’re here now,
welcome home.
Warsan Shire, Welcome Home (via mangoestho)

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No one ever tells you that people will leave your life, unannounced. Sometimes they leave the earth, sometimes they just leave you. Things continue. Tomorrow you will wake up and the sun will be kissing your eyelids and it will be a new day for you to drink too much coffee and reread an old book. You will be okay. No one ever tells you that, either. Days will melt together like some candle you burned down to scraps, and seasons will change. You will fall in and out of love with yourself more times than you’ll ever be able to count. It is important to take the time to appreciate your own fingerprints, your own skin. There will be days when it is all you have. never forget to be kind to yourself. (via splitterherzen)

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I’ve learned a lot this year.. I learned that things don’t always turn our the way you planned, or the way you think they should. And I’ve learned that there are things that go wrong that don’t always get fixed or get put back together the way they were before. I’ve learned that some broken things stay broken, and I’ve learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones, as long as you have people who love you. Jennifer Weiner, Good in Bed (via wordsnquotes)

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Setas al horno

El otro día pasé rápido al súper para comprar una simple papaya. Justo en el camino se me atravesaron unas setas y decidí comprar un poco. Enseguida llegué a la casa con mi papaya y las setas y las preparé para cenar. Como estaba cansada (ese mismo día había preparado la flor de…

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it’s been a while since i posted another poem
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