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Éramos tan perfectos pero tan estupidos a la vez...

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Anonymous asked:

How do you forget a person who you've loved for 3 years? I should let go and move on. Everyone tells me that i deserve better. They're maybe right. But its so damn hard to let go

You do deserve someone who will love you equally as much as you love them. I can’t tell you that letting go is easy because it’s not. Letting go for me is staying up until it’s six in the morning crying because the thought of them is so fucking strong I could hardly breathe. But what I can say is that you shouldn’t force yourself to move on, or to let go. Because it happens naturally, you wake up one day and you don’t miss them as much anymore. It happened for me with my first love, I didn’t push myself to let go after I realized it was just making me hold on tighter. Instead, I accepted the way things were and how they were always going to be and I guess the part of me wanting her faded away. So it’s ok to not be able to let go, it really is because you can’t force yourself too. Only your heart can let go when it’s ready. No matter how long it takes, loving them will fade away as if it were a distant memory.

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He visto muchísimos post de todos sus brindis de año nuevo, he visto de todo, excepto una cosa, y por eso quiero brindar yo. Brindo, por mi, porque fui tan fuerte hasta donde pude, tan cursi como quería, porque fui aeropuerto para algunos, y avión para otros, porque soy brisa, porque soy viento, soy lluvia y aliento. Brindo por mi, por otro año que viví en este absurdo y maravilloso mundo, lleno de guerra y desesperación pero también de amor y mensajes de buenos días, de corazones rotos que luchan por reconstruirse. Por eso brindo, por mi. Salud.

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She spoke in storms, Telling stories about places  That never existed Except in her head. She was a hurricane, just waiting to happen. And I was too eager, To explore the ruins of her mind.

The Abandoned Home That Never Was, And You (via captainsglory)

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I used to think friendship was sleepovers and play dates. Now I know it’s not. Friendship is three in the morning talks about what happened the day before and why the hell you’re still awake. Friendship is three in the afternoon laughing so hard you’re on the floor at a corny joke for the third time that day. Friendship is sitting there eating in silence because you would rather eat than talk (and they would too). Friendship is love in the strangest ways when all else is lost.

friends // s.e. (via thesocietyofpoets)