Acá peleando en instagram con yankees porque un posteo de la rollingstone dice que es el primer Papa AMERICANO y yo les digo que el primero fue Francisco porque América no son ellos sino todo un continente pedazos de imbéciles no les enseñan geografía mugrientos de mierda.
En 2017 hubo un terremoto en México que dejó sin luz a la ciudad, nos organizamos para hacer funcionar las calles a falta de semáforos, la gente llevaba a desconocidos en sus carros para acercarlos a sus casas, nadie vació supermercados aún teniendo edificios +
The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time - one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.
And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.
THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT is out now: https://t.co/PzuwWnatO7