Limón y Sal

Con limón y sal; tal y como estas.

Dec 8, 2009 5:22pm
My old gifted teacher found this and sent it to my mom… oh elementary school.

My old gifted teacher found this and sent it to my mom… oh elementary school.

Dec 7, 2009 6:38pm
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ariannaray:

longlivethequeen:

deliriumtremendous:

mrgolightly:

viena:

The Cranberries - Zombie

this song brings back awkward memories…

Girl, how do you even manage to reblog like this? Scroll down the page as far as possible and then click below the text :)

Dec 7, 2009 6:23pm
Dec 7, 2009 5:40pm

"Accident" by Dave Eggers

You all get out of your cars. You are alone in yours, and there are three teenagers in theirs, an older Camaro in new condition. The accident was your fault, and you walk over to tell them this.

Walking over to their car, which you have ruined, it occurs to you that if the three teenagers are angry teenagers, this encounter could be very unpleasant. You pulled into an intersection, obstructing them, and their car hit yours. They have every right to be upset, or livid, or even violence-contemplating.

As you approach, you see that their driver’s side door won’t open. The driver pushes against it, and you are reminded of scenes where drivers are stuck in submerged cars. Soon they all exit through the passenger side door and walk around the Camaro, inspecting the damage. None of them is hurt, but the car is wrecked. “Just bought this today,” the driver says. He is 18, blond, average in all ways. “Today?” you ask.

You are a bad person, you think. You also think: what a dorky car for a teenager to buy in 2005. “Yeah, today,” he says, then sighs. You tell him that you are sorry. That you are so, so sorry. That it was your fault and that you will cover all costs.

You exchange insurance information, and you find yourself, minute by minute, ever more thankful that none of these teenagers has punched you, or even made a remark about your being drunk, which you are not, or being stupid, which you are, often. You become more friendly with all of them, and you realise that you are much more connected to them, particularly to the driver, than possible in perhaps any other way.

You have done him and his friends harm, in a way, and you jeopardised their health, and now you are so close you feel like you share a heart. He knows your name and you know his, and you almost killed him and, because you got so close to doing so but didn’t, you want to fall on him, weeping, because you are so lonely, so lonely always, and all contact is contact, and all contact makes us so grateful we want to cry and dance and cry and cry.

In a moment of clarity, you finally understand why boxers, who want so badly to hurt each other, can rest their heads on the shoulders of their opponents, can lean against one another like tired lovers, so thankful for a moment of peace.

Dec 7, 2009 10:22am

56 and raining

and there is a crane outside my window WHY

Dec 5, 2009 6:46pm

This woman has such a beautiful voice, and she seems so happy that she dances like she’s blind. I want this to be my wedding song or something!

Dec 5, 2009 6:32pm

HEY

I also want a pair of cute slippers reeeeally badly, and wintery red lipgloss, and cute pins to put in my hair with flowers on them. To everyone else, I am not handling end-of-semester stress very well and may soon die. I love you.

Dec 4, 2009 5:39pm
fuckyeahkstew:

She really was great in New Moon.

Can I look like this.

fuckyeahkstew:

She really was great in New Moon.

Can I look like this.

Dec 4, 2009 3:55pm

how the hell is there a cricket in my dorm when i live on the 4th floor?

(via ariannaray)

Shower drains

Dec 3, 2009 11:21pm
………….they are the first ones to turn 20.

………….they are the first ones to turn 20.

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