...A veces te odio... Simultáneamente me odio por odiarte...
...Sometimes I hate you... Simultaneously I hate myself for hating you...
... Some may get under your skin and linger on in your soul...
... What if there is no rock bottom...
...Who are you?...
... Rainmaker, raincloud, raindrop, rainwater, rainfall, rainpour, rainstorm, rain...
... You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...
When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.
Ingmar Bergman (via hora-fericirii)
Evelyn. 21. Buenos Aires, Argentina, Sudamérica, Tierra, Vía Lactea.
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