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“También tenemos que saber asumir el dolor como algo propio y no darle el nombre de otra persona, a pesar de que haya sido causado por ella y no elegido por nosotros.”
–Fragmento de Días sin ti por Elvira Sastre.
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(léelo todo) del libro Dias sin ti de Elvira Sastre
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Cuando rompimos hubo un corazón partido, no era el tuyo, era el mío.
Utopia-Ciega
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Más aún cuando no sé nadar.
“No me siento perdida, es sólo que no sé dónde termina el mar que llevo dentro y a veces me ahogo.”
— Elvira Sastre.
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Astronomical photographs, Harvard College Observatory, Cambridge, 1890-1920
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“think of me when it rains - because I was powerful, because I was always in pieces. think of me when there’s sun - because I too could be warm; because I was sometimes still, and quiet, and peaceful. think of me during the snow - because I was cold, once, because I was simple by being complicated. think of me in autumn, in spring, because several times, I almost died, I shed every leaf, every hope and dream. and because every time I came back, I ask of you just to think of me, still.”
— broken thoughts
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The sound of rain bouncing off the window when you are lying in your bed knowing you don’t need to leave the house is an amazing feeling
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rain: *makes sounds*
my useless brain: hehe slepey time
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