Yo te soy sincero, y no le tengo miedo A la muerte, si es que me quiere Aquí la espero de frente sonriente El dolor lo llevo dentro El dolor lo tengo presente Soy mujer de sangre en luna De tierra, sal y duna Sin pena, sin duda El dolor lo llevo dentro El dolor lo llevo dentro
Tumblr is pretty much dead and yet I still occasionally make space to update this tiny shred of my life. I guess it makes sense since I began with oversharing and have dwindled to nothingness now that I’m deep into adulthood.
Sometimes writing here just feels like putting my life out into the ether, to know it’s real, to mark that it’s happening, to look back and remember Oh, right. I lived that.
Still surviving. I guess - thriving. Started kickboxing and it’s done wonders for my mental health, and the physical strength is a huge bonus. I’m in love with it, you guys.
