Dust in the Wind

Polvo de estrellas, viajeros del universo.

Pedazos de sol.

palabrasalreves:

Su nombre era soledad, pero le gustaba que la llamaran sol.

A sol la vi por casualidad una o dos veces. Acento extranjero, muy seguramente del sur; grandes dientes y coloridas polleras hasta las rodillas, anchas y con bordados. Sonreía, de alguna manera, parecía que siempre sonreía. Sol, soledad,…

I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself. Movies show you the pink house. A good book tells you there’s a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style,park your own car out front. My imagination has always topped anything a movie could come up with. Case in point, those darned Harry Potter movies. That was so not what that part-Veela-chick, Fleur Delacour, looked like.

—Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever (via observando)

-Acabo de nombrarte irreemplazable.- Que lástima que tenga que dirigirme a tu recuerdo.

—Poly Cinco (via polycinco-escritura)