Letrasdormidasposts - About Everything

El sol y sus flores - Rupi Kaur

How are your classes going?

I need a father, I need a mother, I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God but the sky is empty.

-Sylvia Plath

That precious moment, of the birth of a child. From the cry of a poet. From the cry of a lover.

That precise moment, retain it in your memory and save him from oblivion.

poetry-siir ©

Ese precioso instante, del nacimiento de un niño. Del llanto de un poeta. Del clamor de un amante.

Ese preciso instante, retenlo en tu memoria y sálvalo del olvido.

poetry-siir ©

So many good boys!

The cutest vampire

(via)

misery. like the war of words i shouted in my sleep. -long story short (t.s.)