1. 7 months ago 
    "I was in the winter of my life…and the men I met along the road were my homely summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless road toward and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me…and my only real happy times.  I was a singer…not a very popular one; I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet. But a plan and a series of unfortunate events saw those dreams dash and divide like a million stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind it because I knew that, that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it, to know what true freedom is. And when the people I used to know found out what I’d been doing, how I’d been living…they asked me why, but there’s no use in talking to people who have a home.  They have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people…for a home to be wherever you lie your head. I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just a hint of indecisiveness that was just as wide and wavering as the ocean. And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way, I’d be lying…because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything. With a fire for every experience, and an obsession for freedom, that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it. And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people. And finally I did, on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore. Except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast…die young…be wild and have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I’ll believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever. I believe in the kindness in strangers. And when I’m at war with myself, I ride. I just ride. Who are you? Are in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself, where you can experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy. But I am free.” - LDR

    "I was in the winter of my life…and the men I met along the road were my homely summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless road toward and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me…and my only real happy times.  I was a singer…not a very popular one; I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet. But a plan and a series of unfortunate events saw those dreams dash and divide like a million stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind it because I knew that, that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it, to know what true freedom is. And when the people I used to know found out what I’d been doing, how I’d been living…they asked me why, but there’s no use in talking to people who have a home.  They have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people…for a home to be wherever you lie your head. I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just a hint of indecisiveness that was just as wide and wavering as the ocean. And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way, I’d be lying…because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything. With a fire for every experience, and an obsession for freedom, that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it. And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

    Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people. And finally I did, on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore. Except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast…die young…be wild and have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I’ll believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever. I believe in the kindness in strangers. And when I’m at war with myself, I ride. I just ride. Who are you? Are in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself, where you can experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy. But I am free.” - LDR

     
  2. 9 months ago 
    "El otro siempre permanece idealizado, es el que vale, el objeto adorado al que se teme perder.
Los celos son, antes que nada, un modo enfermo de relacionar.  Un indicador de indeguridad y algo con lo cual hay que tener cuidado, porque de ningún modo señalan la presencia de un gran amor por el otro, SINO UNA FALTA DE AMOR POR UNO MISMO. 
La persona celosa no sale nunca de este lugar donde el otro es el importante y, con su amor desmesurado, condena a su pareja a la angustia permanente, porque no importa cuanto está le dé, el celoso nunca va a estar tranquilo porque el problema NO ES CON EL OTRO SINO CON ÉL MISMO. 
La supuesta desconfianza en su pareja no es más que una proyección de la falta de confianza que tiene en sí mismo. ” GR

    "El otro siempre permanece idealizado, es el que vale, el objeto adorado al que se teme perder.

    Los celos son, antes que nada, un modo enfermo de relacionar.  Un indicador de indeguridad y algo con lo cual hay que tener cuidado, porque de ningún modo señalan la presencia de un gran amor por el otro, SINO UNA FALTA DE AMOR POR UNO MISMO. 

    La persona celosa no sale nunca de este lugar donde el otro es el importante y, con su amor desmesurado, condena a su pareja a la angustia permanente, porque no importa cuanto está le dé, el celoso nunca va a estar tranquilo porque el problema NO ES CON EL OTRO SINO CON ÉL MISMO. 

    La supuesta desconfianza en su pareja no es más que una proyección de la falta de confianza que tiene en sí mismo. ” GR

     
  3. 10 months ago 
    "Y, si en esa captación del otro con virtudes y falencias aparece la sensación de que se esta mejor con esa persona que sin ella, empieza a generarse una relación de otro orden con virtudes madurez y sustentabilidad. Porque aparece el deseo de estar juntos, ya no desde un ideal imposible, sino desde el reconocimiento de las diferencias sujetivas. Porque de eso se trata el amor sano. No de necesitar al otro, sino desearlo. De saber que sin esa persona alguien podría vivir igual, pero que aun así, elige hacerlo con ella.”

    "Y, si en esa captación del otro con virtudes y falencias aparece la sensación de que se esta mejor con esa persona que sin ella, empieza a generarse una relación de otro orden con virtudes madurez y sustentabilidad. Porque aparece el deseo de estar juntos, ya no desde un ideal imposible, sino desde el reconocimiento de las diferencias sujetivas. Porque de eso se trata el amor sano. No de necesitar al otro, sino desearlo. De saber que sin esa persona alguien podría vivir igual, pero que aun así, elige hacerlo con ella.”

     
  4. 10 months ago 
     
  5. 1 year ago 
    When the days are cold And the cards all fold And the saints we see Are all made of gold When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale I want to hide the truth I want to shelter you But with the beast inside There’s nowhere we can hide No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide Don’t get to close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide When the curtain’s call Is the last of all When the lights fade out All the sinners crawl So they dug your grave And the masquerade Will come calling out At the mess you made Don’t want to let you down But i am hell bound Though this is all for you Don’t want to hide the truth No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide Don’t get to close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide They say it’s what you may 'cause say it's up to fade It’s volve in my in my soul I need to let you go You eyes they shine so bright I wanna see that light I can’t scape this now Unless you show me how When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide Don’t get to close It’s dark inside It’s where my demons hide It’s where my demons hide


    When the days are cold 
    And the cards all fold 
    And the saints we see 
    Are all made of gold 

    When your dreams all fail 
    And the ones we hail 
    Are the worst of all 
    And the blood’s run stale 

    I want to hide the truth 
    I want to shelter you 
    But with the beast inside 
    There’s nowhere we can hide 

    No matter what we breed 
    We still are made of greed 
    This is my kingdom come 
    This is my kingdom come 

    When you feel my heat 
    Look into my eyes 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    Don’t get to close 
    It’s dark inside 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    It’s where my demons hide 

    When the curtain’s call 
    Is the last of all 
    When the lights fade out 
    All the sinners crawl 

    So they dug your grave 
    And the masquerade 
    Will come calling out 
    At the mess you made 

    Don’t want to let you down 
    But i am hell bound 
    Though this is all for you 
    Don’t want to hide the truth 

    No matter what we breed 
    We still are made of greed 
    This is my kingdom come 
    This is my kingdom come 

    When you feel my heat 
    Look into my eyes 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    Don’t get to close 
    It’s dark inside 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    It’s where my demons hide 

    They say it’s what you may 
    'cause say it's up to fade 
    It’s volve in my in my soul 
    I need to let you go 
    You eyes they shine so bright 
    I wanna see that light 
    I can’t scape this now 
    Unless you show me how 

    When you feel my heat 
    Look into my eyes 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    Don’t get to close 
    It’s dark inside 
    It’s where my demons hide 
    It’s where my demons hide

     
  6. 1 year ago 
    Do you think about me when you’re all alone?
The things we used to do, we used to be
I could be the one to make you feel that way
I could be the one to set you free

Do you think about me when the crowd is gone?
It used to be so easy, you and me
I could be the one to make you feel that way
I could be the one to set you free

When you need a way to beat the pressure down
When you need to find a way to breathe
I could be the one to make you feel that way
I could be the one to set you free

If you never see me when the crowd is gone
It used to be so easy, can’t you see?
I could be the one to make you feel that way
I could be the one to set you free

    Do you think about me when you’re all alone?

    The things we used to do, we used to be

    I could be the one to make you feel that way

    I could be the one to set you free

    Do you think about me when the crowd is gone?

    It used to be so easy, you and me

    I could be the one to make you feel that way

    I could be the one to set you free

    When you need a way to beat the pressure down

    When you need to find a way to breathe

    I could be the one to make you feel that way

    I could be the one to set you free

    If you never see me when the crowd is gone

    It used to be so easy, can’t you see?

    I could be the one to make you feel that way

    I could be the one to set you free

     
  7. 1 year ago 
    No soy nada normal.Desconfio de la gente.Me encariño muy rapido.Soy sensible.Hay veces que soy insoportable.Amo estar con mis amigos, pero aveces prefiero estar sola.Me enojo rapido, pero despues me arrepiento. Tambien tengo esos dias en los que no quiero hacer nada, aunque me encanta salir.Hay veces en las que pienso en la muerte.Me asusto y me rio de todo.Hay dias en los que me deprimo sin motivos.Cometo errores y despues me lamento.Creo mucho en las personas y cuando me fallan perdono pero jamas olvido.

    No soy nada normal.
    Desconfio de la gente.
    Me encariño muy rapido.
    Soy sensible.
    Hay veces que soy insoportable.
    Amo estar con mis amigos, pero aveces prefiero estar sola.
    Me enojo rapido, pero despues me arrepiento.
    Tambien tengo esos dias en los que no quiero hacer nada, aunque me encanta salir.
    Hay veces en las que pienso en la muerte.
    Me asusto y me rio de todo.
    Hay dias en los que me deprimo sin motivos.
    Cometo errores y despues me lamento.
    Creo mucho en las personas y cuando me fallan perdono pero jamas olvido.

     
  8. 1 year ago 
     
  9. 1 year ago 
     
  10. Notes: 23424 / 2 years ago  from kubrickit (originally from missavagardner)
    One person’s crazyness is another person’s reality.

    Happy Birthday Tim Burton!

    (Source: missavagardner)

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