collegehumor:

8 Lies Porn Taught You About Sex 

Read here, stupid.

Por última vez.

Me sumerjo en el eclipse de la distancia y cercanía. A pesar de tu ausencia me encuentro aquí todavía. No encuentro no recuerdo tu presencia alcanzar, es probable que mi mente te consiga olvidar. A pesar del otoño, se siente el invierno en agonía. Indudable tu presencia que ya no necesitaría. 

La fortaleza del impulso me consume en disturbio. Alejarte de mi centro en las afueras de un suburbio. A pesar del odio, ya no siento más temor. Los abusos me repelen como frío al hervor. Esparcirte por el mundo como ébola mortal, no habría un alma viva que te pudiera soportar.

Más el mundo no merece perecer por tu amargura. Tu inmundicia en el infierno concierne la parte más oscura. Con olvido te castigo y hago de este poema a un lado. Ya mi vida con olvido por ti he sacrificado. Mi mente me envenena y sangro por el torrente. De mi vida el tiempo te borra de manera eminente.

annstreetstudio:

It was almost as if time stood still here, frozen in perfect bloom, simplistic in its approach to a beautiful life. 

Living in Lacoste…

To all my fans.-

Some people say that life’s too short, it’s a breeze or that thing they say about us just being dust in the wind. I think it’s crap. Life’s long, even a second in life has so much meaning. The world can change in just one second, and that second could mean forever or eternity. So people should just cut the crap out. My days are so long, but yet so meaningless. I feel as is my life were happening in another dimension where nothing is real. I live with a missing part of me. I might not be happy, but I’m strong, I’m just strong because I have no other choice. 

Some people just live to manipulate, to make you feel the pain of living. No pain no gain they say. Sometimes, just sometimes the pain is unbearable and you have to let things go even if it hurts. When someone really loves you, REALLY LOVES YOU, they’d die before hurting you, unless if it’s for the best. When someone you love lives only to hurt you, don’t be stupid, don’t help that person out, but leave that person behind. Life’s not a breeze, it’s not that short to be constantly sad. BE STRONG MOVE ON. Let the miserable world fuck itself, be happy yourself, because life is not short, life is too long. 

Y así no debo decir más nada <3

Y así no debo decir más nada <3

It’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world. It’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.

L.R. Knost (via featherandarrow)

(Source: dailydoseofstuf, via themadeshop)

kingsleyyy:

Damn.

Exactly

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Llórale a tus amiguitas, a tu familia, llórale a ella que sabes bien quien es, y llórale incluso a mi familia pero OJO, le estás llorando a la persona equivocada. Deja de ser tan mentiroso y,cobarde, y sé un hombre honesto y enfrenta tus problemas.

bringingupbaby:

humansofnewyork:

"After the kid came, we both became less attached to each other, and more attached to the kid. We stopped talking to each other at night. We stopped being intimate.""Did you realize you this was happening?""We did.""Then why didn’t you stop it?""Because I think we both wanted it to happen."

I’m not saying this is totally accurate for my marriage, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t see shades of my own marriage in this post. At least we’ve replaced nighttime chats with dinner time chats. Although spelling out certain words over a chatty preschooler is much less fun than giggling or venting in bed at night. Anyway, I relate a little more to this than is really like.

bringingupbaby:

humansofnewyork:

"After the kid came, we both became less attached to each other, and more attached to the kid. We stopped talking to each other at night. We stopped being intimate."
"Did you realize you this was happening?"
"We did."
"Then why didn’t you stop it?"
"Because I think we both wanted it to happen."

I’m not saying this is totally accurate for my marriage, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t see shades of my own marriage in this post.

At least we’ve replaced nighttime chats with dinner time chats. Although spelling out certain words over a chatty preschooler is much less fun than giggling or venting in bed at night.

Anyway, I relate a little more to this than is really like.

thedaddycomplex:

The boys made a man out of musical instruments. Not kidding, this is how Wyatt introduced it: “I present to you—The Dude!”

I think my kids will do this eventually&#8230; Hahahaha

thedaddycomplex:

The boys made a man out of musical instruments. Not kidding, this is how Wyatt introduced it: “I present to you—The Dude!”

I think my kids will do this eventually… Hahahaha