April 2011
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October 2010
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Soneto XVII - Pablo Neruda
(Este es mi poema favorito de todos los tiempos. I also wish I spoke Spanish fluently)
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores, y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro...
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Sweet
A friend of mine, F, once surprised his two daughters with a trip to Paris. It was just the three of them, and it was a trip of a lifetime. His reasons? Because he wanted his daughters’ first trip to Paris, the city of love, to be with the one man who would love them forever, their Dad.
AWWWSHUCKS.
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September 2010
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nameitbigbird asked: I miss you. :(
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This is a sick joke.
xxwhatawasterxx:
The only thing peanut butter doesn’t stick to is the apples I try to put it on. Twisted, man.
because I know how painful this is! PB + apples = the motherfuckingbest thing on earth, and it decides to be a bitch and give us a hard time.
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