Reflection of a tattoo

Now at home again, after one year outside of my country I'm thinking about having a new tattoo about my last year. I already did a draft about it, but...it's not finished. Moreover, I don't know if with that one I've finished because I don't know if I really like it!!! What do u thing about it?

2nd day in Spain!!!

My second day in Spain was busy, and I like that.
I started going to the university to give some papers because the erasmus and then I went to the beach with my girlfriend but only for a two hours. After that I met with some friends and my bestfriend came to my house and we went to play football with my other friends. To end the day, I had a family dinner.

We will see how is the next days....

Home sweet home!!!!

Today my erasmus is finished and then I'm in Spain again for a long time!!! It was the best year of my life and I hope it not finished in that!!!! I hope to see all the people that I met again...

Life is life!!!

Rest

In few time....

Limit

We have to live in the limit, without rules, and don’t take decisions with the opinion about you of anybody. We have to see each moment, each idea, each day like a challenge and then, we can live in the limit.

While the paper is filling up, my soul is empty. I was a nomadic, searching truth! I leave behind so many friends and so much break hearts. I’m a tailor of the disaster in each relationship. I’m a magician who is falling in love with the risk and his sparkles. And the people who want to love me, they have to live with that! And What I’m going to do if I live calm in other world. This is the life that I chose to live.

We live tirelessly like the time leaves us. We die for each word without to be afraid of nothing.  We live seeing tops that are closer. We die if the routine keep an eye on us behind the door. We keep on charging the soul. The slack rope down us doesn’t block us to give up.  I’m tightrope walker, the owner of the slack rope where the dreams hide. 

 

Behaviour

Because mom said me: Boy, don’t be one more, be different. Walk always upright between the people. Don’t allow that they stone your smile and face up! Live with curiosity and grow your mind.  If you are lucky, be with good company and keep your own way. Never left to search, think in grow. Grow and make strong your personality and make your own destiny. If you are unique, don’t left that the people change you.  Enjoy the people not the things.  Don’t be afraid to shine.  We are that we are and for each one of both I will give everything. The bad time comes and goes far away.

Because mom said me: A piece of advice, keep each fault that I make, I will check it! Keep the positive view because the live is a riddle. Be good with the girls like with me, if not, the live will give you that you are. If you prefer to be honest, you will have less punishment. If you want, you can! Don’t see the things that they have, see that they are.  You are free to choose and play fair.  For your people, give them a shoulder to cry.

Each two pass that you advance, one makes you go back. IF you are waiting for someone to help you, bad for you. Each time better than before. One because you get it, two because all the things that I give you and the rest, you will get it. 

 

People

When you dont know, someone is in your life and you cannot do anything. But that is awesome, althought you don't know. Something happens and then, you realise that someone is important in your life. Something like to be one month without the person, something like to hear something about the person, something like... Then the only thing that you need is to be hold with the person. Don't fall. Becuase sometimes, one hug is better than the other things in your life, and sometimes, one hug from one special person is better than the other things in the world!!!!

Experiencia

Viaje tras viaje te das cuenta de que no sabes muy bien donde esta tu lugar. Pero entonces llegas y respiras y dices: esto es mio. Después de unas horas, unas ciudades, unos países, lo ves todo de otro color. Del color de la vida, de la experiencia, del color del viajero. Ahora te das cuenta de muchas cosas, pero aun así no sabes por donde te van a venir los tiros:

Escondite!

Cuando estos en esos días en los que te apetece estar solo, sin nadie, sin ti mismo! Estar y pensar. Acercarte a ti mismo sin que nadie te interrumpa. Escápate, hulle, ves a donde nadie puede ir, a donde nadie puede llegar. Incluso ves mas allá, mas incluso de a donde nadie puede ir, ves y quédate solo, arrinconado. Allí estarás bien, contigo mismo. Y sino llegas, sino puedes ir, entonces... juega al escondite y te quedaras solo: 

Cansancio!

Te despiertas. Tu solo. Nada de alarmas. Nada de nada. Y pasas el día. No haces nada especial, pero pasas el día. Y cuando van pasando los minutos, las horas. Hace presa de ti. Dueño de tu cuerpo. Te incita a ir al sofá, tumbarte y no ser nadie. Pero, ¿por qué? Preguntatelo a ti mismo. Eres tu el que lo llama. Eres tu el que no lo dejas ahí aparcado, donde no le ve nadie. Eres tu el que le dices: ven, llevo muchas horas acumuladas de sueño, llevo mucha fiesta por detrás, llevo, llevo, llevo!! Y entonces llega la noche y caes redondo en la cama! Y duermes, y duermes...y duermes...zzz.zz...zzzz.........z!!!! Y te despiertas y piensas:

They!

I met my first love when I was born. Light was her name. Her enormous power always makes me see the life. So lucid and so beautiful, she taught me to grow, playing to count the stairs every evening. I believed to fall silent when Excitement touches my teenager heart.  I fell in love; she was so beautiful, my favourite flower, my other half. She said me that the dreams become true too. Indifference was lost when I saw her walking absent-minded, every day, she didn’t know that I am. Her absent look between the people didn’t seduce me. So much cold, something told me “don’t trust her”.  While, Melancholy loved me dearly. Each night she appears half naked in my bed and she hugged me, she opened old wounds. I sob, her skin didn’t give me happy days and I left her. I forget her charm and her lap because I met Passion soon. It was love at first sight. Together each morning, my darling always made me love in wet sheet.

I met Perseverance shortly. I attracted to her fragrance. Since this moment, I have met her. Her self-esteem and her discipline said me “don’t give up, you will have a side in the top with the bests”.  But I suffered from lovesick when Envy looks me. Other femme fatale who kiss and make you to bleed. When she talked, she lied, she wanted to kill my faith. She put her poison in the tongue of all the people that I met. For this, I cried next to Nostalgia every afternoon, feeling like a coward if she came to hug me. Until one day, Loneliness touched my door and paralyzed me. She hugged me breaking my framework. And I saw to pass the months, I didn’t want to see anybody. Until I met Hope, who was waiting me in the street. She talked to me about a future and about fight for it. She told me “Liberty is waiting you, she will be always faithful”.

Them. They left her mark in me, the love and the abandonment, sensations that I lived. Waking up charms, opening injured and passions. Them. Stairs and hawthorns. Beautiful women who love you or kill you. I found them in the corner, she shined like diamonds. Them. They were lovers of one moment.