Enséñame tú mantra, enséñame cómo es que después de amarte, quedar con el corazón en la mano y músculo cardiaco desecho yo sólo pueda resignarme a decir: “ni modo” volvieron a joderme.
Cómo es posible que después de ti yo simplemente pueda decir “ni modo, las cosas pasan por algo”
Pura mierda, mierda tú y mierda “las cosas paraban por algo”.
Photography by Alex Hulsey
I will only live once, I will only have one chance to learn all I can about the wonders that constitute me and that are also in everything that surrounds me, in everything that my senses can perceive and even beyond, beyond the reach of my senses... I cannot live believing in something that is merely improbable, in something that is against the only thing that is real: the universe... I cannot have existed without having known myself, without having had in my thoughts glimpses of truth.