“In a world where vows are worthless, where making a pledge means nothing, where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.”
because I knew exactly what I wanted;
because I knew exactly nothing;
because I shed my childhood with my clothes –
they both had years of wear in them;
because your eyes were darker than my father’s;
because my father said I could do better,
because you were a door I could slam shut;
because endings are written before beginnings;
because I knew that after twenty years
you’d bring the plants inside for winter
and make a jungle we’d sleep in naked;
because I had free will;
because everything is ordained;
I will say yes.
Por Dios, juraba que tenía publicada una entrada más reciente pero aparentemente lo soñé. La semana que viene es mi cumpleaños y lo OLVIDÉ porque realmente ya se acerca el final del semestre, y tengo exámenes, y tengo que pasar un tiempo extra estudiando porque uHM. HELLO. FIRST TIME EVER TAKING US HISTORY. Falta solo 1 semana para acabar las clases y estoy orgullosísima de mí porque he hecho un buen trabajo no muriendo. Cuando salga de clases, les traeré entradas más elaboradas, un haul, un book review y sobre todo, MORT ART (porque lo admito, no he tenido tiempo de nada, ni de dibujar). NI SIQUIERA HE PODIDO VER COCO.
Andrea Díaz 