Keep calm and love Fuu :3

Keep calm and love Fuu :3

do—not—say—goodbye:

inventaalgomierda:

xombiectm:

Reblog por favor :D
No importa cuando lo leas :3
PD disculpa mi fea letra

Y cuando lo lea habrán terminado.Pd: me siento cruel :(

que cosa mas hermosa :(

Oww :’) no todo esta perdido en este mundo

do—not—say—goodbye:

inventaalgomierda:

xombiectm:

Reblog por favor :D

No importa cuando lo leas :3

PD disculpa mi fea letra

Y cuando lo lea habrán terminado.
Pd: me siento cruel :(

que cosa mas hermosa :(

Oww :’) no todo esta perdido en este mundo


MATT LeBLANC: There’s only five people in the world who know exactly what being on Friends was like, other than me. There’s five of them. David, Matthew, Lisa, Courteney, and Jen. That’s it. Marta and David were close, but when they left the stage, no one knew what they did. We could never leave the stage, metaphorically speaking. Still can’t. Still on that stage. That will follow us around forever.
More important than anything else is the look on people’s faces when you cross paths with them in the street, or in the store, or in the grocery line. You can always tell that you were—maybe still are, maybe always will be—a part of their family. Movies have this thing where it’s an event. You get dressed up, you go to dinner, and you go to the movies. You’re outside of your element. But with television, people are watching you in bed, at their kitchen table eating. You’re in their house.
I did not want it to end.

:’(

MATT LeBLANC: There’s only five people in the world who know exactly what being on Friends was like, other than me. There’s five of them. David, Matthew, Lisa, Courteney, and Jen. That’s it. Marta and David were close, but when they left the stage, no one knew what they did. We could never leave the stage, metaphorically speaking. Still can’t. Still on that stage. That will follow us around forever.

More important than anything else is the look on people’s faces when you cross paths with them in the street, or in the store, or in the grocery line. You can always tell that you were—maybe still are, maybe always will be—a part of their family. Movies have this thing where it’s an event. You get dressed up, you go to dinner, and you go to the movies. You’re outside of your element. But with television, people are watching you in bed, at their kitchen table eating. You’re in their house.

I did not want it to end.

:’(

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faack D:

faack D:

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Hola

Hola

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Una de mis canciones favoritas pero la mas triste. El dolor humano en su máxima expresión hecho canción… 
Pearl Jam - Black 
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Her legs spread out before me, as her body once did All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything? Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything… I take a walk outside I’m surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning How quick the sun can, drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything… All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be…yeah… I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, I know you’ll be a star In somebody else’s sky, but why Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine 

Una de mis canciones favoritas pero la mas triste. El dolor humano en su máxima expresión hecho canción… 

Pearl Jam - Black 

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay 
Her legs spread out before me, as her body once did 
All five horizons revolved around her soul 
As the earth to the sun 
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn 
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything 
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore 
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds 
Of what was everything? 
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything… 

I take a walk outside 
I’m surrounded by some kids at play 
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear 
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head 
I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning 
How quick the sun can, drop away 
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass 
Of what was everything? 
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything… 
All the love gone bad turned my world to black 
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I’ll ever be…yeah… 

I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, 
I know you’ll be a star 
In somebody else’s sky, but why 
Why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine 


"I definitely am a huge lover of comedy, and it’s only through doing so many comedies that I’ve realised how much of an influence they’ve been on me."

"I definitely am a huge lover of comedy, and it’s only through doing so many comedies that I’ve realised how much of an influence they’ve been on me."

(Fuente: suchasugarcube, vía diamondgrrrl)

"Me gustaría parecer fuerte pero me derrumbo por todas partes."

— Mathias Malzieu
  (via yourmykindofwoman)

"Pero en el amor, cada uno de nosotros es responsable por lo que siente, y no puede culpar al otro por eso."

— Paulo Coelho, Once Minutos  (via hachedesilencio)

(Fuente: fruta-y-menta, vía palabrasquetocanelalma)