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So you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand

El amor es ciego, sordo y jodidamente estúpido. Te hace hacer gilipolleces, como besarte con esa persona mil veces en las despedidas y dedicarle canciones empalagosas de amor. Te hace querer estar con ella hasta las cuatro de la mañana sin hacer nada. Te vuelve adicto al aroma de su piel, a la forma de sus labios, a las miradas cariñosas que te lanza cuando no estás atento. Eres dependiente, algo que roza la toxicidad porque sin esa persona sientes que te han arrancado medio pulmón y te cuesta respirar.
¿La parte buena? El amor no existe. Solo es un conjunto de reacciones químicas que se llevan a cabo en tu cerebro cuando ves a esa persona que tan maravillosa te parece. O como cuando yo te veo a ti.

El sonido de tu voz en mi cabeza me acecha y mi corazón parece un fantasma, vacío y entumecido, vagando por las calles de Barcelona. Necesito sentir algo porque estoy lejos de casa; muy lejos de ti. Sé que parece una locura,…

Take on the World

Just say the word, we'll take on the world Just say you're hurt, we'll face the worst...

No voy a mentir. No puedo entenderte. Ojalá lo hiciera, pero jamás sabré por lo que has pasado. Ni podré imaginarme lo que es estar en tu piel por un día, por una hora, por un minuto.
Quizás no te conozco mucho, quizás no te conozco nada, pero noto tu dolor. Le restas importancia, pero sigue ahí, en tus noches en vela y en tus miradas desteñidas. Puedes contarme qué te preocupa, no te voy a juzgar. Porque si estás mal intentaré ayudarte, aunque seguramente acabe yo peor por no saber cómo hacerlo. Mi cerebro trabajará como una locomotora humeante para descubrir de qué manera hacerte sentir mejor, pero seguiré pensando que molesto y agobio, y que en realidad no quieres ninguno de mis estúpidos consejos ni mis palabras de aliento. Sé que te has dado cuenta de que doy demasiada importancia a que estés bien. Soy así, qué se le va a hacer. A veces me preocupo demasiado y otras desearía compar…

April 8 - DAY 13

Turn, turn, turn

For many of us, winter is blooming into spring, or fall hardening into winter. Which season do you most look forward to?

Red, yellow, brown,
I guess I don't need more words, three colors describe the season I love the most.
Red, yellow, brown, Halloween is near, hope you have your costume or I'll cut your ear.
Red, yellow, brown, don't hate this poem, 'cause winter is coming and Starks will be my totem.

I know this is a shitty poem, I just wanted to do something different, haha.

April 7 - DAY 12

Alma mater
You’ve been asked to speak at your high school alma mater — about the path of life. (Whoa.) Draft the speech.

Dear teachers and students, but specially teachers,

Yes, I address to you because I have to confess something: I have no idea what the path of life is. I'm sorry if I have disappointed you. I know you expected great things coming from me because I was one of the best students, but it's been almost four years since I left these walls and I am as lost as when I said goodbye.

I was excited to go to university because I thought that I would become a complete different person, and I would leave behind some aspects of me that I didn't like. But I've realized that my life hasn't change that much. Yeah, I have learnt many things, I am more responsible, (I think) I have developed critical thinking and so on, but I don't think I have experimented how university shapes my path of life. I am the same seventeen-year-old girl, whether I like it or not.

So to en…

April 6 - DAY 11

Third from the top
Head to your favorite blog. Scroll down to the third post in the list. Take the third sentence in the post, and work it into a new post of your own.
Since I don't have a favorite blog, I'll do a different thing today. I've skipped three song on Spotify; the result has been Larger Than Life by BackStreet Boys (haha) and the third sentence is "but let me tell you now". Let's see how this is going to end...
But let me tell you now
This post is dedicated to all those people reluctant to go to a vegan restaurant.
First, I am not vegan or vegetarian. I eat meat and fish, but not as much as three years ago. I was like you before: I thought that vegan people wanted everyone to stop eating animals, and judged me by not doing so. But then I met my vegetarian friends (luv u girls), who taught me that there are vegan/vegetarian (or not) people who don't give a **** about your diet. I started to listen to the reasons why they are vegetarian and to accept…

April 5 - DAY 10

Share the love

Tell us about another blogger who has influenced your own online journey.

The only blogger who influenced me was Lidia from On Top of the World ♡ She was so kind to me when I started posting shitty things and I treat(ed) her as a role model, because I wanted my blog to be as good as hers. We exchanged our e-mails and made an interview to each other so that you could know more about her, and her followers could know who I was. She was my "fairy godmother" in a kind of project she singed me in and I admired her willingness to write and to direct movies haha. She was my very first follower, supported me when I thought that this blog was not going to work, leaved many positive and encouraging comments and, in short, was a true fallen angel haha
Lidia, if you ever read this, thank you for everything you did for me :)
Suri Helyer

April 4 - DAY 9

The transporter

Tell us about a sensation — a taste, a smell, a piece of music — that transports you back to childhood.
I don't remember much of my childhood. It might seem weird but I just have general memories, for example, memories of me watching Inuyasha and Doraemon.
I was about to say that nothing reminds me of my childhood, buuuut I've just realized that there's a piece of music which I connect to a trip I did to Paris when I was seven years old. I went to Disneyland and the only attraction ride I remember about was "It's a Small World"; a ride around the globe where dolls dance and sing to a song. Here you have the video of the song:

If you've been there you'll know that this song repeats itself again, again and again along the tour. I was so in love with the ride — it was almost the only place I had access to, because I was not tall enough to go on other kinds of rides — that I convinced my family to have another ride. After an hour or so, "…