El psicopata no te elige por pobre, te elige por vulnerable. Tener plata o incluso tener trabajo no te hacen inmune. No te quedas por no tener plata, te quedas porque no podes salir.
Dejen de decir boludeces. Gracias
Cuando me dice “te amo”, pero Kafka le escribió a Milena:
"A veces me pregunto si existes de verdad. Porque te siento más adentro que afuera. Te has metido en mi sangre, en mis huesos, en mi manera de respirar. Cuando camino, te llevo. Cuando escribo, te escribo. Cuando callo, es porque hablo contigo dentro de mí. Si algún día dejas de escribirme, no sabré si te perdí a ti o si me perdí yo."
HEROICA KATIA ITZEL ❤️🇲🇽
Virgil Van Dijk le reclamó por un penal no marcado a Países Bajos, pero la mexicana le respondió:
“Ahora sabes lo que sentimos, pinche cara de caballo. Y que chingue su madre el pelón de Robben”
IMPOSIBLE NO EMOCIONARSE.
USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.
Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.
I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."
"They just come with the table, man."
They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.
This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.
I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.
"Did we…?"
"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."
Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.
My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."
Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.
I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.
Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.
I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.
Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.
Nadie te ama más que tú cuando eliges dormir temprano, comer tu comida favorita, cuidar tu mente, mantenerte activo, ir al gimnasio e intentar cosas nuevas.