Pensé estar curada del todo, que no sólo era feliz si no que mi vida empezaba a recobrar todo su sentido. Me veía capaz de quitar todas las tiritas de mi corazón y pegar brincos de alegría;hasta que te vi, y todo lo que yo pensaba que me hacía feliz, se derrumbó por el mismo valle donde tú me lanzaste al vacío.

-(Susurros bajo la luna)

“I know it’s over, and it never really began, but in my heart it was so real.”

when I was younger (about 4 or 5 years old) my parents said that if I could keep an egg without cracking it for an entire week I could get an animal. I worshiped that thing and raised it as my own. I kept it in a little box and was always with it, I lasted 4 days until I broke it. obviously because little kids are clumsy. but when I cracked it I wrote a letter to my dad about wanting a new one. let's just say I was a sensitive kid 😂😂