Basta

BASTA es BASTA y hay una sola manera de decirlo: Diciendo BASTA!
BASTA no se dice de mandera indirecta, ni con gestos, ni con silencios, se dice de una sola vez, sin explicaciones, ni justificaciones.
BASTA no se dice bajando la cabeza , ni llorando, se dice con entonacion firme, pero sin gritar. Es un BASTA para el otro, porque ya fue un BASTA para uno mismo y no puede dejar de ser y en ese momento. No se dice de rodillas, porque es un acto de dignidad. Es un BASTA que surge de la necesidad de libertad, de ser dueno de las propias decisiones. Decir BASTA no es olvidarse del pasado es una correcion del presente pensando en el futuro y solo quien sabe decir BASTA puede decir de AHORA EN MAS !

.-Anonimo

2010.- my wish for you

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness.
I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art—write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can; and I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

Neil Gaiman

i believe

I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing…kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles.
Audrey Hepburn

hello stranger...

Feels like we've barely spoken. And yet, there's still so much unspoken, isn't there? It's not as if time and distance don't make it next to impossible to reach each other, plus, you're busy, I'm busy and these things tend to fall by the wayside. Is that how it's always going to be? You and I on separate corners of the universe, barely acknowledged thoughts hidden in the back of each other's minds?

Is that the way you wanted it to be? Maybe Im just making too much of this.. Maybe we've always made too much of this. But you always had a way of making me see things clearly, and with you in a world away from here, I think Im loosing that vision...

You're just the image I conjure up when I feel like that's all I can hold onto.

Yesterday I met someone in the club. He had dark, sparkling eyes and he made me smile. And then I thought about the world's fascinating faces out there .. and somehow, I came back around to thinking about you...

believing in what's possible...

Maybe it began with coloring outside the lines.
Eating ice cream with a fork. Or wearing your mom's shoes because the were more glamorous than yours.
But somewhere early on you learned it was possible to live life beyond the rules.
SO you traded NO for WHY NOT. And as you dared to look farther, new horizons opened up for you.
It's a spirit we call moving forward but you may think of it simply as believing in what's possible.
Which, as you found out long ago, also makes life a lot more fun!