December 2011
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October 2011
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Pero, ¿no es sino un reto la felonía a los propios... →
Oct 6th
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(...). El desconcierto no es sino concierto de... →
Oct 5th
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Oct 4th
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September 2011
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“The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.”
– Albert Einstein.
Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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August 2011
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Aug 7th
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July 2011
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Jul 23rd
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June 2011
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Jun 26th
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“Art is the only way of running away without leaving home.”
– Twyla Tharp.
Jun 14th
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May 2011
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May 31st
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May 25th
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May 21st
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May 2nd
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April 2011
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Apr 29th
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Apr 22nd
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March 2011
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February 2011
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Feb 4th
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El sofoco de la respiración seca que se acurruca... →
Feb 3rd
January 2011
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Jan 29th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 22nd
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Solely my photography: Smyle Photography →
Would you mind taking a look and letting me know your opinion on it? It’s important. Thank you!
Jan 21st
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“Hablamos de lo efímero que supone la saliva en una esquina y lo latentemente...”
Jan 16th
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Jan 7th
December 2010
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itsjoeysfault asked: No matter how old you get, always believe in magic - especially this time of year.
Have a beautiful and very Happy Christmas full of love, laughter, and hope. I hope Santa brings you everything your heart desires. =D
Thanks for being a part of my world. <3333
Dec 24th
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Hay un segundo interminable, rodeado de mucho ruido de paja, en el que el silencio te responde: “Muévete hacia adelante”. ¿Quién hizo la pregunta? Ese silencio eres tú. Ese ruido es el rastro, el apego. Ese ruido eras tú. Y te abandonas en la quietud, guardando esquinas del ayer en los bolsillos por si no-pensar se hace incómodo. Y aunque eso no vale, hay un segundo interminable,...
Dec 10th
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November 2010
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