English Lit. graduate (therefore reads too much or too little) and a dilettante of many sorts.Theatre, poetry and Alain Delon enthusiast. I also run a fanblog for the talented Gerónimo Rauch: http://lavozvinodelsur.tumblr.com
"Vos no elegís la lluvia que te va a calar hasta los huesos…"
Julio Cortázar (via malka-malka)
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Monday, August 18, 2014

i want a word for the almost-home.

that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.

what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
comfortably exhausted?

i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.

give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.

i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.

there and back again, n.m.h. (via anoraborealis)
Friday, August 15, 2014
Tuesday, August 5, 2014


If you think a girl is cute and awesome and really cool and genuinely like her but won’t date her because she’s chubby or fat and you don’t want people to judge you for it then please remember you’re a piece of shit okay, promise

Monday, May 19, 2014
"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."
Rumi (via psych-facts)


"why do you have the same musical in your music library 30 times"

"no you dont understand theyre not the same this is the original broadway cast, this ones the 2011 revival, this ones the original london cast, these are some demos and workshop recordings, this ones the german cast recording, this ones the spanish cast recording …"

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