wounds

What's worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did?

Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think. But that's not the way it is, is it?

Some things we just have to learn over and over and over again.

,como extranio mi pais

our lives**

"our lives are a continuum, an unbroken chain of events, and we are never more mysterious,beautiful, or powerful thant when we are ourselves"

inside thoughts.

"At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, it's usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need."

silence,never knew always wanted.

Don't you hate that?
Uncomfortable silence.
Why do we feel it's necessary to talk about bull in order to feel comfortable?
That's when you know you've found somebody really special.
When you can just shut the hell up for a minute and comfortably share a silence.

what i never knew i always wanted.-