"El amor propio" Si, suena como otro jodido cliché de esta época. Algo que, en estos días, suena tan repetitivo y a veces hasta agobiante. Pero no. Creo que el amor propio me ha permitido aceptar

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Lo intenté mamá. Crecí intentando ser lo que tú querías que fuera. Nunca fui un mal hombre. Solo me tocaron las peores cosas. El mundo me jodio. No fuiste tú quien falló. Fui yo, creyendo que estaba haciendo

"En algún lugar del universo habita una mujer de fuego y carácter, amante de la luna, la poesía y el arte."* Somewhere in the universe dwells a woman of fire and character, lover of the moon,

Buenas mis queridos hivers. En los últimos meses he estado desaparecido, pero estoy de vuelta. Hoy les traigo un par de fotos de unos hermosos atardeceres en el municipio de Gramalote, Norte de Santander,

I always wanted to do things that made me feel complete. Those things that many people love but criticize. Now that I do it, I am labeled as many things. Although it hurts, I will not take into account

Sometimes I like to sit in a field alone. Full of flowers and trees. With the wind blowing in my face. Thinking about life. Why things often happen that make you want to end it all. Sometimes I like to

Love. What a short word, so simple, but so complicated. What a beautiful feeling, so splendid but so painful. Many suffer, others laugh, others fear. Yet we always decide to love again. Because even if

Everyone told me that I would find someone better than you. What they were all wrong about is that I wouldn't find someone better. I just found myself in the middle of all that darkness. I didn't need

I want to feel like my own again. Many ladies judge me for looking beautiful in the streets, for going out in a skirt and neckline. They judge me and even blame me if something happens to me. Why would

I love to feel the heat of the sun. The smell of the flowers. The greatness of the mountains. I love sitting on a bench to appreciate the beauty of the forests and jungles. Drinking coffee in the morning

I thought that not having found what I am passionate about as an adult was because I was going to be someone who would do nothing for his life. I heard so many times that I was a ''good-for-nothing''.

What things human beings do, right? We human beings have so many burdens on our heads. So many positive things are told to us day by day, but we only pay attention to the one negative thing we hear. And

It feels strange to miss. But even more so when you miss yourself. Memories fly through your mind. Like your head is an amusement park and they are the children. You remember every time you felt happy

🟢Español🔵 - 🔴English🟡 Hola Hivers, espero que otra semana en esta radical y colectiva cuarentena haya sido como esperaban, en el post de hoy les traigo un montaje y una edición la cual es la primera

Today I remembered all those moments when I was happy with you. Where I thought you were the right person. Where the first years of the relationship were perfect. And believe me, I felt an unparalleled

I learned that life is not always as you expect it to be. That people are not forever. That objects are not everything. That money is everything. That of love you will not die. That your purpose has always

She is beautiful. Because she learned to love herself. She's sensual when she puts her mind to it. She doesn't give a damn what other people say about her. Because she knows what she's worth, she knows

We're almost always afraid to do something. We prefer to postpone that which we love to do for fear that it won't end well. We don't feel the joy of being good at what we always dream of doing. But, don't

I walk the streets, without a direction. Even if I don't know where I'm going, I'd rather be outside than inside those four walls called home. I am fed up with all the problems, I just want to fly away.