“Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. 

Maybe they just need to run free til they find someone just as wild to run with them.”

by Carrie Bradshaw, in Sex and the City

Being human is so complex that not even our actions say who we are.

No, I'm not going your way.

Marriage and kids seem to me a lousy business, the kind you'd get if you entered a travel agency without knowing what you want and you end up with what everyone else is getting.

Why the hell, in my perfect sense, would I bring children into a world of major famine, rage and disgusting human beings that sell and betray and slaughter as a hobby?

I prefer not following any road, instead of going on the same that everyone's going just to not feel bored, or lonesome, or whatever selfish reason.

Of all things, why am I an artist? 
Because I just have one life.

The bullet-proof heart

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Now you have sorrow, but your heart will rejoice again and no one can take that from you.

The lingering kisses

With your embrace I am born
and I scream at the height of my lungs
to the life, full of colors,
I am now forever yours.

Warm are the nights that sleep
and cold are the days that shine,
in my dreams you are mine,
but not by day 'cause we never meet.

You're my definitive lover,
my thorn enhanced members,
like there is no other
that can be a better me.

My love for you remembers
every time you gave me a key:
kisses that linger in my heart
and become warmth in the dark.

We, 


that see so many movies, 


have made our life the biggest of them all.

“I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.” — John Green

I have nothing. 
my only estate is my personal wisdom 
acquired through paths of misery and grace.

The Unknown

I do not recognize your face
from the windows of the Past,
but I know we're on the same pace
because you're not like anyone else.

I can feel your warm embrace
in my filled heart and soul
as I never turn this page
and don't ever feel this whole.

It puzzles me not to know who you are
and what's even worse about it
is that I feel you're some kind of star.

Whenever this undefined doubt flit
back into my weary dreams
I knew only what it seems.