Oct 27, 2010
Oct 23, 2010
Oct 22, 2010
Let me write and keep writing until I find out what I wanna write about. I wanna write about nature and its glory. I wanna write about love and its pain, about peace and hate. Let me write about anything, about everything. I wanna travel and seek what I have not yet heard of, let me write about that too. Let me write how I feel and what I see. About life and luxuries. Let me write about Puerto Rico and its beauty, about cultures and their differences. Let the writing become my escape from reality like many people describe it.
I don't know what I want to write about, I just know I want to feel this. The emotion of leaving my body and becoming this kooky pen. I wonder what life would be like if I wrote every day. Could I transform and evolve?
Oct 7, 2010
El sonido del agua caer me llena de orgullo al saber que sigo aqui con ansias de sufrir.
Sufrir por vivir. Y por morir, quiero vivir. Quiero sentir. Y sin saber quiero más cada vez.
Olí el agua caer y sonreí aL saber que el mero hecho de que llueve tan cruelmente en mi vida, me acuerda de que vivo, por sufrir, por vivir.