martes, 7 de junio de 2011


sabía que, lo que escuché el otro día en Grey's, lo había leído somewhere. obviamente, lo leí en el blog de Stèph.
"There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't because I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? This could go on forever."



Mi foto
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Figured on, not figuring myself out.