Cause life doesn't rhyme

Me: An adventuring lesbian lady with too much of this world to see and a stitched together soul

My blog: Utterly random, sometimes sexy, semi-romantic (wishful anyways), pics of travel dreams, lyrics/poems that make me think and want for something..more I guess, and queer friendly of course

scared

..thats all

I don’t know what’s worse..sitting to work on a sketch realizing your memories have faded from sharp reality to a blurred and ragged edged collage of stills grasping for attention in the front of your mind and never settling long enough to imprint..or the feeling that your skills as an artist aren’t at a level to capture those fragments that are left. I miss you dad, and sitting to work on this just made me realize exactly how much time has passed…I’m terrified to think how faded those memories will be in another 3 years…just kind of at a loss for what to do next.

LOS ECUATORIANOS SON SERES RAROS Y UNICOS: DUERMEN TRANQUILOS EN MEDIO DE CRUJIENTES VOLCANES, VIVEN POBRES EN MEDIO DE INCOMPARABLES RIQUEZAS Y SE ALEGRAN CON MUSICA TRISTE” Alexander Von Humboldt (científico alemán)

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because i felt like it.

mhm <3

mhm <3

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Nada se compara, no se preocupe ni se preocupa.
¿Quién hubiera sabido que esto agridulce sabor?
Pesar y los errores son recuerdos hechos.
— adele-someone like you (en espanol )
Worry is a misuse of imagination.
— Dan Zadra (via girlwithoutwings)

(Source: quote-book)