How much to light up my star again, and rewire all my thoughts?

Essay of a life.

"Love . . . At the beginning or at the end is the eternal union of two souls. It is born in love and is nourished by it, it takes shape and colors. From love that is renunciation and passion."

—  Juan Francisco Palencia.

Luna

Si, es cierto, tuvimos pocos momentos, pocas fotos, y pocos besos, pero no sabes lo duro que fue reemplazar esos momentos que fueron los más felices en mi vida, no sabes lo complicado que fue dejar de resivir esos besos que para mi eran como si la vida misma me diera un beso de vitalidad, y mucho menos sabes lo triste que fue borrar esas fotos que fue lo único y ultimo que conservaba de ti.. Estes donde estés, espero que te vaya muy bien, mi vida por otro lado, es un desastre de melancolía y soledad desde que mi Luna en ella ya no esta.

ma, I'm nothing

but shattered pieces of you;

baba, I'm nothing

but the pieces you want shattered.

Sylvia plath was such an intense writer yet knew how to frame words in the fashion of her being. I have read so many women writers yet nobody manages to even come close to her. She had this flair for making you feel things in some other universal way. Her smile will have you doubt the life she had. We all have our melancholic saddening episodes to the extent of giving up but she seemed to have an sexual affair with death. It always left her wanting more. She romanced death to the extent that is consumed her. People judge me when i say i am obsessed with her but can you not see how insanely beautiful and unique her mind was? I envy those who got to exist around her. Breaks my heart that she isn’t alive to see what her words do to people who adore her. Her writing smells of art the same way the paint smells when a painting is completed.

Sometimes silence is loud

🥵

I'm lost

“Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.” 

– Victor Hugo

"Well you can't get what you want, but you can get me"

Es hipócrita aconsejar a alguien que quizás la esta pasando igual o peor que tu, sin embargo tu finges ser fuerte.

mi vida se resume en fingir mi estabilidad para poder ayudar a más personas, a veces lloro sin que lo noten, estoy deprimida pero siempre con una sonrisa para decir un "estoy bien"

-mermeladadenaranja❤-

demons in my head

I think the hardest part of growing up is realizing that everything you love is aging along with you. I wish we had more time.