En el aniversario del nacimiento de Idea Vilariño, en Montevideo, el 18 de agosto de 1920, su poema más desgarrador, dedicado a su gran amor y desamor: Juan Carlos Onetti.
a lesson I have learned from my father that I hold close to my chest: if you can help somebody with anything at all, even if you don’t know them, even if you don’t care for them, you must do it. if you can bring even a little ease into a world so unforgiving, it is your duty to
this generation sucks y’all don’t believe in God y’all don’t believe in love nobody wanna get married everybody wanna scam yall have sex with anybody omg …
light is everywhere (in the form of people who love you) (in your morning coffee) (in the trees swaying in the wind around you) (in the sound of a song you can't live without)
every time a man hate my guts he gon tell me “everything is just a joke to you” n I be eating that up cuz I’m definitely bout to tell a joke real quick