GAME OVER

ya está, se terminó. caminaste, te cansaste y llegaste. estas ahí, cruzando la puerta, recordando cada instante cada minuto cada momento que caminaste. llegando siempre a la misma conclusión: no te cansaste tanto, no te hartaste tanto, no odiaste nada como para irte. queres quedarte, lo gritas, lo lloras, lo sentis, lo vivis. es el deseo máximo: quedarte. poder volver a disfrutar cada risa y cada sensación. pero sabes (todos lo saben aunque nada quiera decirlo) que las repeticiones no son nunca lo mismo, que como dijo borges el agua del río nunca es la misma y que sólo tenemos nuestro recuerdo. ese fantástico, mágico y único recuerdo.

he is just not that into you

Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.

you never gave up hope

desconcierto, impotencia, risa. causa eso, risa, gracia. somos nosotras y no lo queremos ver, creando nuestro mundo imaginario de esas palabras y gestos que no dicen nada (o si dicen pero es lo mismo que nada). la razón, fuerte, clara, sobria ayuda dandote esa fortaleza que necesitas, esa que te hace invencible, esa fortaleza que si te caes, te volves a parar (caminando, corriendo, saltando, bailando) brillás, jugá, divertite, razoná sintiendo, sentí razonando. los extremos no son buenos (o si) mezclá y sonreí.

imaginar
soñar
vivir
disfrutar
reir
saltar
jugar
volver a jugar
dibujar
pintar
crecer
lograr
descubrir
aventurar
bailar
actuar


(felicidad)

Im also just a girl, standing infront of a boy, asking him to love her

"Anna, how long do you intend to stay in Britain?"
" ...indefinetly"

a cinderella story

Never let the fear of striking out stop you from playing the game.

I want to cling to the dream that might have been instead of ruining everything with reality.

No, you listen. You turned out to be exactly who I thought you were. I never pretended to be somebody else. It's been me all along. And it was me who was hurt in front of everybody. Look, I didn't come here to yell at you, okay? I know what it feels like to be afraid to show who you are. I was. But not anymore. And the thing is, I don't care what people think about me...because I believe in myself. And I know that things are gonna be okay. But even though I have no family, and no job, and no money for college...It's you that I feel sorry for. I know that guy that sent those e-mails is somewhere inside of you, but I can't wait for him any longer, because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought, useless and dissapointing.