¿Qué vas a hacer? ¿Luchar contra ellos u obeceder?
So there I was just scrolling through someones tumblr, and I came across this and I just stopped. It caught my attention for a long time. I noticed every piece breaking, in slow motion so clearly and the one thing that came to my mind was that moment when your heart breaks. When you can feel it drop and break into little pieces when you hear something that you wish wasn’t true, the truth that you have made yourself not believe, read something you wish hadn’t, or seen something you wish you hadn’t.
its a glass breaking you pretentious fuck
¿Sabes quién eres? ¿Sabes quién soy? ¿Sabes quién somos?