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Smelly fingers...
Have you ever heard that our hands are able to tell our story? I have.The sad thing is that mine don't show the story I want to live.But the one I am allowed to have for the moment.So this is the part where my freedom me… -
Because of my muse
For the first time in my twenty years of life... I am speechless.I can't find the words to describe how I feel anymore. This mess turned into something beyond cute words and fantasy. I don't have any words to explain all… -
Ill-fated
A thin ray of light from the morning sun shines through my window. It perforates the white wood blinds. Takes possession of the golden color of my curtains. And finds a huge abyss in my chest. It somehow pretends to melt… -
The only one
Everyone tells me since I can remember to fight for what you want and for what you believe in. And it totally makes sense. Even if it's the most insignificant thing ever, still fight for it because without ideals we are … -
Never before...
I could say many things that are for certain in my life.The love of my family is for certain, my dreams are for certain,my existence somehow is for certain,the existence of a special being watching over me is totally cer… -
Children of our circumstances
My inside is all twisted and broken, and the world keeps spinning. My feelings suffer a slow and painful fragmentation, and the world keeps spinning. My tears fall down my face and under my sunglasses, and the damn world… -
Modern Women... modern expectations... modern goals
This is probably going to be one of the least feminist blogs I've written so far. I know, I know, the title says something else but it's only because I am a woman and I see things from a woman's point of view. It's goin… -
Best days of your life
Have you ever had the feeling of missing the best days of your life? But you don't really know what is it that you are missing about them. Have you ever had a feeling of being lost in yourself and not being able to find … -
Bleeding time sounds like reality
There are so many things that hurt in my life and every once in a while, maybe every two years, I have a small truce full of joy and out of reality. My truces are like a break to my heart and my soul. I believe that with… -
The kind of woman I would like to be.
A few hours before my birthday, which is today, I had a very nice conversation with my mother. She asked me what kind of woman I would like to be. In Spain we have this rare tradition of asking God to help the birthda…
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- Name: Vera
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