December 2010
209 posts
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Me quejo y lloro y nada cambiara. Menosprecio a ala gente que hace cosas que em molestan y yo tambien hago. I’m a photo/idea thief.
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
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Sylvia Plath
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