no importa cuánto ames a una persona, tu amor no le va a ganar nunca a su crianza, a los años donde nadie lo escuchó, a los padres que no lo vieron, a la idea mediocre del amor con la que creció y mucho menos a su fachada de autosuficiencia
Tomorrow I will mold my day to be a good day with my bare hands and the world is mine and I will have an awesome time living life and I am full of love and I will get my spark back and I will be like the plant that grows through concrete
i think one of the most romantic things about being alive is that another person can alter the architecture of your life so completely that new versions of you begin to exist. not every part of you is waiting to be uncovered. some are formed through being known by someone else