…y así cuando te digo eres libre tu bien sabes que te digo ámame, eligeme, no soy yo quien te he encontrado, somos dos los perdidos…
Edel Juarez  (via menosazucar)

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Te quiero para un café, dos cigarros, cien besos, mil caricias y toda la vida
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motionburnsthemood:

Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans


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I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often.
Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness (via fuckmetodubstep)

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…y así cuando te digo eres libre tu bien sabes que te digo ámame, eligeme, no soy yo quien te he encontrado, somos dos los perdidos…
Edel Juarez  (via menosazucar)

(Fuente: prefiero-al-sol)


Te quiero para un café, dos cigarros, cien besos, mil caricias y toda la vida
(via skybelowsea)

(Fuente: opio-en-la-luna)



motionburnsthemood:

Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans


I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often.
Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness (via fuckmetodubstep)

(Fuente: bentleyy)