The Scared Little Girl

One guy has just reblogued a pic of me like 3 times and omg thank you!

Berros por quen non os quere,
“Que fixeches miña rula?”
“Só o quixen, só iso.”

Se foses unha das miñas bágoas
os labirintos serían sinxelos
e os sorrisos, a miña alma.

Quen che dixo que era túa?
Teu non é nada, nada máis
que un anaco deste meu corazón.

Voa, paxariño voa.
E non volvas endexamais.

Ella reía y lloraba a la vez,
era un sueño,
una anestesia.

Ella se sentaba en el suelo
y miraba al techo,
buscándole.

Ella gritaba en su cabeza
pidiendo auxilio
en aquel inmenso paraíso.

Le quería, y por mucho
que pudiese tener,
sólo lo necesitaba a él.

I will never ever get how life works… I mean, she’s such a bitch to some nice people and so wonderful to assholes, what’s the point?

I don’t think anyone gets how bad my self-esteem is.
I’d scream everything I feel… but who cares about that?

"If you can see a future without me and that doesn’t break your heart then we’re not doing what I thought we were doing here."

That 70’s Show (via temperare-te)

(vía ssassqueen)

I took the exams for the First Certificate of English from the University of Cambridge.
I met such nice people there and teachers were so kind to all of us.