⊹ . ⋈ 𝑴𝒐𝒌𝒂

chikos, síganme en Instagram, por ahí estaré publicando poemas (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧
          
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Literal te miro hasta en el caldo jajajs

No sé cómo pasamos de un “Hurry up and go, you damn fool”, a un “Who the hell are you?

You and me in our playhouse
          Living in a veil
          We never need to go without
          Memories bring no joy or peace
          We are alone
          And all we need
          Tuning out of the poison
          Every waking day
          Intolerance to overcome
          Fortunes won by the boys with the guns
          We are alone
          Nowhere to run
          Bernadette
          You are my liberty
          I celebrate the day
          That you changed my history of life and death
          Will always lead you into love and regret
          But you have answers
          And I have the key for the door to Bernadette
          Winding down our emotions
          Family and friends
          Becoming ghosts to dream of and pass on
          Time will erase every face, every name
          We are alone
          No-one to blame
          Bernadette
          You are my liberty
          I celebrate the day
          That you changed my history of
          Life and death
          Will always lead you into love and regret
          But you have answers
          And I have the key
          To Bernadette

Enserio existen personas k se excitan al ver a su pareja mear!?

I am hungry
          I have been hungry
          I was born hungry
          What do I need?
          I am something
          I have been something
          I was born something
          What could I be?
          There is a light that I can see
          But only, it seems, when there's darkness in me
          There is a dream that I sometimes see
          That only appears in the dark of sleep
          I am waiting
          I have been waiting
          I was born waiting
          I was born waiting for that something
          Just one something
          I was born something
          I was born
          There is a light, I feel it in me
          But only, it seems, when the dark surrounds me
          There is a dream and it sleeps in me
          Keeps me awake in the night
          Crying, "Set me free"
          And I wake every night
          Crying, "Set me free"

Me acabo de ver los primeros tres episodios de Delico's Nursery, y ya me enamore de un personaje

“¡Iguro-san, Iguro-san, por favor! ¡Si renacemos como humanos otra vez! ¿Me harías tu esposa?”

No estoy lista para ver la muerte del Obamitsu en el cine

Escribir + Escuchar música = lo mejor