Today is the memorial day for the victims of artificial famine of 1933 in Ukraine ( Read more... )

just because i feel like complaining ( Read more... )

Peace is sitting on a lonely bench next to the river, watching the sun go down over the mountains. It´s singing beautiful lyrics and not caring what passerbys think, singing from your heart. Hear the lyrics richochet in the river basin, and just don´t think. Let your mind be blank, for once, and just enjoy all that life is and all that is has been ( Read more... )

Gracías para todo que eres. No podría querer un hombre mejor. No me importa que dice nadie. Todo que tiene importancia es nosotros. Y ya está.

I am Stephanie Kathryn Boyd. Nothing and nobody in the world can change that. I was born on May 29th, 1989 and I am a Gemini (dual personalities, fast thinker, quick temper, short attention span). However, I have been here many times before and I am far older than my chronological years. I was raised to make my own mistakes and I have damn well ( Read more... )

On my bed in the dark, eyes closed, shades drawn. Take a deep breath, inhale the poison. The sweet smoke burns my lungs, the pain that we choose, the pain that we cause. Open my eyes and watch the smoke plume from my mouth, in rings and spirals, dancing, taunting me, as if asking me why. I answer, because I just can´t fight this battle anymore. Not ( Read more... )

So, other than having huge problems with my father(what´s new, huh?), I am OK. Although dad, if you read this I would like to send a loud FUCK YOU in your general direction and STOP BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE. It is stressful enough over here, I don´t need you to complicate it. AHHHHHHHH!!! FUCKING BASTARD I HATE YOU. YOU CAN GO TO HELL. Karma´s a BITCH ( Read more... )

Rules of the house ( Read more... )

"No existen los dios, pero tu si" Was written on the wall of the old gothic church in the city center. I am in Spain, and today I am loving life. It´s been maybe 2 weeks or so since I arrived here to live with my host family. I live on a busy street, Avenida Dilar, in the barrio El Zaidin. I live with a single mother, Inma and her son Julio, who is ( Read more... )

All of my memories are images, scenes, something that I SAW. So, think about what a blind person's memories are like ( Read more... )