The Daily Dark

" We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde Let thu be welcomed to The Daily Dark, We live in a world of dark happenings, where the shadows dance without our knowledge of it. Art is the light that shines over us, either to show us the true nature of the shadows or to help us dance with them. Art is what makes the darkness of everyday life brighter-this blog is an entrance to what art is for me. I'm 19, a mexican studying communications in Spain in love with art, vampires and candy. Hope you enjoy my blog, if not, drop dead-sooner or later you'll have to so take no offense. love, M.
~ Sunday, January 29 ~
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Lungs./ Wednesday Sometimes:Sometimes I’m tired, very tired. Always:  Almost always I feel  ignorant. Forever: I’m forever waiting for the moment to catch my breath to come. To stop and smell the atmosphere, feel every cell in my body shake and suddenly know I’m strong enough to carry on. I dream with that conversation that turns my mind upside down, that feeds the hunger of new stories of my nights. Aren’t you ever tired of talking and talking and talking? because I am. I’m so tired of talking and writing about things I don’t truly understand. All I want to do is to listen, breath, open my arms like in those american movies while closing my eyes and feel I can fly if I wish hard enough. And maybe just maybe (this is my favorite combination of words) open them again and feel myself surrounded by your  fictional arms. 

Lungs./ Wednesday

Sometimes:Sometimes I’m tired, very tired. Always:  Almost always I feel  ignorant. Forever: I’m forever waiting for the moment to catch my breath to come. To stop and smell the atmosphere, feel every cell in my body shake and suddenly know I’m strong enough to carry on. I dream with that conversation that turns my mind upside down, that feeds the hunger of new stories of my nights. Aren’t you ever tired of talking and talking and talking? because I am. I’m so tired of talking and writing about things I don’t truly understand. All I want to do is to listen, breath, open my arms like in those american movies while closing my eyes and feel I can fly if I wish hard enough. And maybe just maybe (this is my favorite combination of words) open them again and feel myself surrounded by your  fictional arms. 

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