The moment before everything goes to shit

Yes. Things actually can turn out that way.
Sure. You'll live but maybe you won't want to.
No. There's not much you can do that you haven't already tried.
Sure. You have to wake up tomorrow.
No, for real.

Some people say that the sight of a solitary raven cruising through the sky is a sign of good luck. But, more than one, predicts trouble ahead.

By myself

«Hangin' round downtown by myself

And I had too much caffeine

And I was thinkin' 'bout myself»

Sex and Candy by Marcy Playground

Drink up my 'earties, yo ho!

Jack Sparrow and Hector Barbossa: greatest pirates ever, hands down!

Frodo talks

«How do you pick up the threads of an old life?
How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back?
There are some things that time cannot meant,
Some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold.»

The lord of the rings, The return of the king.

Tonight

Stay awake, don't leave
Things can easily turn into smoke and slip away from your fingers
Stay awake, don't think
Everything is much warmer when you're around
There's always the fear of everything freezing over.

Gilmore Girls foreverrr!!!!!

There's no way anyone will ever come up again with characters like Lorelai and Rory Gilmore... Stars Hollow or bust!

Calvin & Hobbes

Truth

One day, I am gonna get tired.

Flightless bird, american mouth

«Have I found you... or lost you?»

By Iron and Wine

...

Suck it.
And shut up about it.

Pic

Love it.

Fear...?

«So just hold me close, I know it's coming

Far away and out of sight

Hold me close, I feel it coming

The changes to our lives...»

True journalism :P

This is on "Blood diamonds":

- How about we go to your place and see what's in the mini bar?
- I'm a print journalist: I drank it.

«Never think»

«She's standing outside, holding me, saying "oh please, I'm in love... I'm in love"»

No apto para depresivos

Dice Alejandra Pizarnik:

«Si pudiera tomar nota de mí todos los días sería una manera de no perderme, de enlazarme, porques es indudable que me huyo, no me escucho...
El más grande misterio de mi vida es este: ¿por qué no me suicido? En vano alegrar mi pereza, mi miedo, mi distracción. Tal vez por eso siento, cada noche, que me he olvidado de algo»

«En lo alto de la mañana los ojos se deslumbran en su color, se desnudan de su luz, se sumergen en su condición de sobrevivientes»

«Esta creencia mía de que escribiendo veré una señal, algo con qué seguir»

Late at night

To me it seems that life has just begun

Little of what's here will prevail along the road

The friends, the love, the rhythms and the sea

It'll all be gone as if it was just a whim.

Hazel eyes still look dearly at me
Maybe tomorrow they'll be gone
In a month, a year; maybe a lifetime will pass

There's no way to know.

Hidden fixations lie within
The words, the smell of that tree,
The taste of smoke and the tears
They may never be seen.

The mourning yawns over the hills

Night has left me broken and defeated

Wounds will heal as this day goes by

They'll open up again when it's time.

Was nützt die liebe in gedanken

«Sadly, it's simple. People come in two kinds: those who love and those who are loved.»

Obsessed with...

...

Hay palabras que iluminan, que llegan, que se asientan, que sonríen, que resuenan, que son tibias, que te esperan, que reaniman.