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aidanzamiri · a month ago
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Celeste by Aidan Zamiri for CLASH Magazine Issue 117 (2020)
Photography by Aidan Zamiri Styling by Ella Lucia Makeup by Porsche Poon Hair by James Catalano
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acostumbradoalfindelmundo · 3 months ago
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Para siempre es hasta acá_
Despedirme de Lucía no fue fácil. Ni la primera vez, ni la segunda ni la última. La primera fue en nuestra adolescencia, nos amamos como nunca volvimos a amar a nadie jamás, así y todo no funcionó. Sin culpables, nos retiramos cada cual por su lado, en paz y sin mirar atrás. Todavía nos amábamos mientras nos alejábamos. La segunda vez fue en Bluzz, años después. Nos vimos entre la multitud que bailaba y su sonrisa se reflejó en la mía a la distancia. Yo llegaba y ella se iba, nos tomamos de la mano y me dijo al oído "nunca me olvido de vos". Cuando me soltó tenía un pedazo de corazón en mi puño, no se si era uno mío que ella se llevó la primera vez, o uno de ella que me estaba dejando ahora. Todavía nos amábamos mientras nos alejábamos. La tercera fue esta noche, mientras escribo esto volviendo en el bus a casa. Son las 3:49 a.m. y todavía mis latidos deletrean su nombre. Fuimos con Caro a una fiesta ilegal, en una casa ocupada, donde la banda que cerró la jornada contaba con (desde donde podía ver) un bajista desnudo y un vocalista con máscara símil cuero cubriéndole toda la cabeza excepto los ojos, unos hilos rojos emanando donde debería estar la boca y con un martillo en la mano golpeaba, rompía una carcasa de pc. La noche fue hermosa porque con Caro todas las noches lo son. Toda la cerveza metida en muchas latas, el fernet nadando en hielo, cada baile juntos con sus brazos sobre mis hombros, cada beso que nos dimos atrás de la multitud (atrás de ustedes) en la parte más oscura de las sombras, todo siempre es mejor que lo anterior si estoy con ella. Caro es belleza exponencial. Entonces Lucía apareció por tercera vez, a años de la segunda, a milenios de la primera. Surgió como salida de un volcán, como esa serie islandesa llamada Katla. Yo ahí como en la serie de Marvel What If…?. Era ella sin dudas, pero ¿era ella? Yo ya no soy ese que era. Hace tiempo que en mí creció y echó raíces un rechazo visceral a volver al pasado, a buscar revivirlo, a arañar reencarnaciones inútiles. Prefiero gente nueva siempre. Así que esta vez supe que era la última, era el adiós, Lucía estaba ahí para cerrar el círculo, como despedida, nunca más vamos a cruzarnos por azar, por amor, por todo, por nada. Por eso no fui a saludarla, ella tampoco, no me reconoció como la otra vez o pensó lo mismo que yo. Caro buscó a alguien para que nos abriera y nos fuimos. ¿Todavía nos amábamos mientras nos alejábamos?
Acostumbradoalfindelmundolandia: linktr.ee/acostumbradoalfindelmundo
(infinitas gracias a Joe, ella me ayudó a confirmar este texto de pies a cabeza, en ese orden)  
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winteirsa · 7 months ago
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@slippped​​  sent :   "you left me!"     »     lost meme . 
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eyes  slide  shut  as  fingers  reach  to  press  against  her  forehead ,     hoping  that  somehow  she’ll  be  taken  far  away  from  this  scene     ----     this  confrontation .    but  deep  down  she  knows  that  there’s  no  avoiding  it  now .   not  with  ella  still  standing  in  front  of  her ,   clamouring  for  answers .   and  so ,  she  sighs .   “ yes . ”   she  breathes  out ,  pushing  past  the  pain  in  the  word  as  she  finally  meets  her  gaze ,   forcing  herself  to  face  up  to  this  like  she  should’ve  done  all  those  months  ago .   “ yes ,  i  left .  but  what  does  that  matter  now ?    surely  you’re  not  still  hung  up  on  all  this ? ”
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queenofglassbeliever · a year ago
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gingysb00kc0llecti0n · a year ago
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My favorite reads for 2020.
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pjolesbian · a year ago
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cant believe ur a misogynist who LIES to their friends and sends them to the punishment box. #cancelled the call out post is being written as we SPEAK
BUT WERE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED???
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skaikruwheda · a year ago
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*:・゚✧ ┊ @rxdfeeling • ✩  ┊ basado en esto ♡ ̖́- 
Ahí estaba de nuevo, escuchando las quejas contrarias, maldita la hora en que habían sido obligadas a fingir ser una pareja. Ana Lucía, intentaba ignorarla, pero sabía que eso sería imposible. ¿Cuándo iba a terminar esa tortura?. 
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Tomó un cigarro y lo encendió sin detenerse un momento, le dió una calada larga y soltó el humo ligeramente. “¿Ya terminaste?” Preguntó intentando sonar calmada. 
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berlink-uwu · 2 years ago
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es hora de tomar un ☕♥
lucia por @ariscastleart uWu 💜
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happieasa · 11 months ago
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Puedes hacer las canciones cuando se responden mutuamente:)
Larry Song Parallels 
(Solo songs)
En este post hablaremos de las pararlelas que encontramos en las canciones COMO SOLISTAS de Harry Styles y Louis tomlinson. 
Solo serán en partes generales y las que son citas directas, ya que proximamente hare masterpost de estas canciones por separado
Y deje de lado las referencias de FTDT y Miss You ya que esas paralelas ya tienen su masterpost aqui 
ESNY/ DLIBYH
Harry: I’ve been praying ever since New York 
He estado rezando desde Nueva York 
Louis: And I know you’ve left a part of you in New York under your bed in a box 
 Se que dejaste una parte de ti en Nueva York en una caja bajo la cama
MMITH/ KMM
Harry: Just take the pain away 
Solo toma el dolor  y llevatelo 
Louis: I can ease the pain 
Puedo calmar el dolor 
SHE/ HABIT
Harry: And she sleeps in his bed/ While he plays pretend 
Y ella duerme en su cama / Mientras el juega a pretender 
Louis: I took some time ‘cause I’ve ran out of energy/ Of playing someone I heard I’m supposed to be
Me tomé un tiempo porque me quedé sin energía / De interpretar a alguien que escuché que se supone debo ser 
TBSL/ DEFENCELESS
Harry: And I’m just an arrogant son of a bitch/ Who can’t admit when he’s sorry
Y solo soy Hijo de Puta arrogante, quien no puede admitir que lo lamenta 
Louis: And I can’t get inside when you’re lost in your pride/ But you don’t have a thing to prove
Y no puedo entrar cuando estas perdido en tu orgullo/ Pero no tienes que provar nada 
TWO GHOSTS/ TOO YOUNG
Harry: We’re not who we used to be 
No somos lo soliamos ser 
Louis: But everything’s feeling different now 
Pero todo se siente diferente ahora 
FTDT/ JUST LIKE YOU
Harry: Woke up the girl who looked just like you 
 Desperte a la chica que lucia igual a ti 
Louis: I wanna lay where she lays 
 Quiero acostarme donde ella se acuesta 
FTDT, FALLING/ WALLS
Harry: Woke up alone in this hotel room; played with myself, where were you?/ I’m in my bed and you’re not here
Me desperte solo en esta habitacion de hotel; jugue conmigo mismo, ¿Donde estabas tu?
Louis: Nothing wakes you up like waking up alone 
Nada te despierta como el despertar solo 
MMITH/ HABIT
Harry: Just let me know, I’ll be at the door, at the door
Solo dejame saber, estare en tu puerta, en tu puerta 
Louis: That mentally, you were already out the door
Mentalmente ya estas en la puerta 
FTDT/ TOO YOUNG
Harry: Maybe one day you’ll call me and tell me that you’re sorry too
Tal vez algun dia me llamaras y me diras que lo lamentas tambien 
Louis: I’m sorry that I hurt you, darling
Perdona que te herí cariño 
FINE LINE/ TOO YOUNG
Harry: You’ve got my devotion but man I can hate you sometimes
Tienes mi devocion pero aveces puedo llegar a odiarte 
Louis: It’s hard to think you could ever hate me
Es difícil pensar que puedas llegar a odiarme 
TPWK/ HABIT
Harry: Givin’ second chances
Dando segundas oportunidades 
Louis: I know you said that you’d give me another chance
Se que dijiste que me darías otra oportunidad 
MMITH/ WE MADE IT
Harry: Maybe we’ll work it out
Tal vez lo solucionaremos 
Louis: We were only kids, just tryna work it out
Solo eramos niños tratando de solucionarlo 
TWO GHOSTS/ TOO YOUNG
Harry: Fridge light washes this room white
La luz del refiegrador limpia este cuarto blanco 
Louis: Face to face at the kitchen table
Cara a cara en la mesa de la cocina 
FALLING/ TOO YOUNG, DEFENCELESS
Harry: And it kills me 'cause I know we’ve run out of things we can say
Y me mata por que se que nos quedamos sin cosas que decir 
Louis: I’m tryna find some better words to say/ Tryna find what to say to you/ Not sure how to say this right
Voy a tratas de encontra mejores palabras que decir / Intentando encontrar que decirte / No estoy seguro de como decirte esto bien 
IICF/DEFENCELESS
Harry: Right now I’m completely defenceless
Ahora mismo estoy indefenso 
Louis: Never been so defenceless
Jamas habia estado tan indefenso 
FALLING/HABIT
Harry: You said you cared/ And you missed me, too 
Tu dijiste qu ete importaba y que me extrañabas tambien
Louis: I was better with you, and I miss you now
Estaba mejor contigo y te extraño ahora 
FALLING/ HABIT
Harry: And I get the feelin’ that you’ll never need me again  
Tengo el presentimiento que ya no me necesitas 
Louis: I’ll always need you in front of me 
Siempre te necesitare enfrente de mi 
GOLDEN/ DEFENCELESS
Harry: And I know that you’re scared/ Because hearts get broken 
Y se que estas esustado por que los corazones se rompen 
Louis: Got so much to lose 
Tengo tanto que perder 
SWEET CREATURE/ HABIT
Harry: We started two hearts in one home 
 Empezamos dos corazones en un hogar
Louis: Come so far from Princess Park 
Hemos avanzado tanto desde Princess Park
GOLDEN/ TOO YOUNG
Harry: Of who I am and all I’ve ever known 
Del quien soy y todo lo que conoco 
Louis: Me and you is all i’ve ever known 
Tu y yo es todo lo que conozco 
SUNFLOWER VOL. 6 / KMM
Harry: Kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor/Kids in the kitchen listen to dance hall 
Besos en la cocina como si fuera una pista de baile escuchando a dance-hall
Louis: You’re a nightmare on the dance floor 
Eres una pesadilla en la pista de baile 
FINE LINE/ WE MADE IT
Harry: We’re gonna be alright 
Vamos a estar bien 
Louis: Yeah, it’s gonna be alright 
 SI, va a estar bien 
ADORE YOU/WALLS 
Harry: “I get lost inside of your eyes”
Me pierdo en tus ojos 
Louis: “I looked you in the eyes, saw that i was lost” 
Te vi a los ojos y vi que estaba perdido
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spiderandthesims · 4 months ago
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1880s Names
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Boys
Abel, Abraham, Adam, Addison, Adelbert, Alexander, Alfred, Aloysius, Alphonse, Ambrose, Amos, Anderson, Andrew, Angus, Anthony, Anton, Archibald, Art, Arthur, Aubrey, August, Augustine, Augustus, Avery
Girls
Ada, Adelaide, Adele, Adeline, Agatha, Agnes, Alice, Alma, Almeda, Alta, Anastasia, Angeline, Anna, Annabelle, Anne, Arizona, Augusta, Augustine, Aurelia, Aurora
B
Boys
Barney, Benjamin, Bennett, Bernard, Bishop, Bradford
Girls
Beatrice, Bernadette, Bess, Bessie, Beulah, Birdie
C
Boys
Carlton, Carson, Casper, Cassius, Cecil, Charles, Chauncey, Chester, Christian, Christopher, Clarence, Claude, Clement, Clifford, Coleman, Conrad, Cornelius, Curtis
Girls
Camille, Caroline, Catherine, Cecilia, Celestia, Celestine, Celia, Charity, Charlotte, Christine, Claire, Clara, Clarice, Claudia, Clementine, Conception, Constance, Corda, Cordelia, Cornelia
D
Boys
Dallas, Daniel, Darius, David, Dennis, Dewitt, Dorsey, Douglas, Dudley, Dwight
Girls
Daisy, Delia, Della, Delphia, Docia, Dollie, Dolly, Dolores, Dora, Dorcas, Doris, Dorothy, Dove, Dovie, Drucilla
E
Boys
Early, Edmond, Edward, Edwin, Eldridge, Eli, Elias, Elijah, Elliott, Ellis, Ellsworth, Elmer, Elton, Elwood, Emerson, Emery, Emil, Emmett, Enoch, Ephraim, Erasmus, Erastus ,Eric, Ernest, Ervin, Erwin, Eugene, Everett, Ezra
Girls
Edith, Edmonia, Effie, Elaine, Elda, Eldora, Eleanor, Elise, Eliza, Elizabeth, Ella, Elma, Elnora, Eloise, Elsa, Elsie, Emily, Emma, Emmaline, Era, Erma, Erna, Ernestine, Essie, Esta, Estella, Estelle, Esther, Ethel, Ethelyn, Etta, Eudora, Eugenia, Eula, Eulalia, Eunice, Euphemia
F
Boys
Felix, Ferdinand, Francis, Franklin, Frederick, Fredrick
Girls
Fanny, Fay, Felicia, Fern, Fidelia, Flora, Florence, Florida, Francis
G
Boys
Gabriel, Garrett, General, George, Gideon, Giles, Golden, Gregory
Girls
Geneva, Genevieve, Georgia, Georgie, Goldie, Grace, Gwendolyn
H
Boys
Harmon, Harold, Harris, Harrison, Henry, Hollis, Homer, Horace, Howard, Howard, Howell, Hugo
Girls
Harriett, Hattie, Henrietta, Hester, Honora, Hope, Hortense
I
Boys
Irving
Girls
Imogene, Indiana, Iona, Iris, Isadora
J
Boys
Jack, Jackson, Jacob, James, Jasper, Jeremiah, John, Jonathan, Joseph, Josiah, Judson, Jules, Julian, Junius
Girls
Jane, Josephine, Judith, Julia, Julie, Juliet, June
K
Boys
Kenneth
Girls
Kathleen
L
Boys
Lawrence, Lawson, Leander, Leonard, Lewis, Lionel, Logan, Lucien, Lucius, Luther, Lyman
Girls
Lacy, Lillian, Lilly, Louise, Lucia, Lucille, Lucinda, Lucretia, Lucy
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Boys
Major, Malcolm, Marcus, Marshall, Martin, Mason, Mathias, Matthew, Maurice, Maxwell, Michael, Miles, Milo, Milton, Monroe, Morgan, Mortimer
Girls
Mabel, Madeline, Magnolia, Marie, Mary, Matilda, Maude, May, Melinda, Mildred, Millicent, Millie, Minerva, Minnie, Miriam, Missouri, Mollie, Mona
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Boys
Nathan, Nathaniel, Neil, Nelson, Newton, Nicholas, Noah, Noel, Norman, Norris
Girls
Netta, Nettie, Nevada, Nona, Nora, Norah, Norma
O
Boys
Oliver, Oren, Orson, Otis, Otto, Owen
Girls
Odelia, Odessa, Ola, Olive, Ona, Opal, Ophelia, Ora, Orpha, Ottilie
P
Boys
Patrick, Percival, Percy, Peter, Phillip, Pierce, Pleasant
Girls
Pansy, Parthenia, Patience, Pearl, Penelope, Permelia, Philomena, Phoebe, Polly, Priscilla, Prudence
Q
Boys
Quincy
R
Boys
Raymond, Richard, Richmond, Robert, Rodney, Roger, Ross
Girls
Rita, Rosalie, Rose, Rowena, Ruby, Ruth
S
Boys
Samuel, Seymore, Sidney, Silas, Simon, Solomon, Stanley, Stephan, Sterling, Stewart, Sylvester
Girls
Samantha, Sophronia
T
Boys
Thaddeus, Theodore, Thomas, Thorton, Tillman, Timothy, Tobias, Truman
Girls
Tennessee, Thelma, Theodora, Theodosia, Theresa, Tillie
U
Boys
Ulysses
Girls
Una
V
Boys
Valentine, Vernon, Victor, Vincent, Virgil
Girls
Vera, Verona, Vesta, Victoria, Viola, Violet, Virginia, Vivian
W
Boys
Walker, Wallace, Walter, Warren, Watson, Webster, Wesley, Wilber, Wilbert, Wilbur, Wiley, Wilfred, Willam, Willard, William, Wilson, Winfield
Girls
Wilda, Wilhelmina, Wilma, Winifred, Winnifred, Winona
Z
Girls
Zella, Zora
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glitter-pops-blog · 3 months ago
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Rediseño beta....(esto aún no está decidido aún)
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☆ veronica ☆
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Nombre : Verónica
Genero : female
Edad : 27 años
Fecha de nacimiento : no se sabe con exactitud pero se dice que fue creada el 12 de noviembre de 1970
Especie : humano Cartoon
Altura : 2.90
Peso : ???
Sexualidad : bisexual
Pareja : tuvo uno pero fue eliminado la nueva pareja es Héctor de miyikkevolution
Ocupación : cantante , diseñadora y música
Personalidad : es calmada y a casi siempre la puedes ver triste
Gustos : le gusta los chicos sencillos y humildes y le gustaba salir pero ya no lo hace :'(
Disgustos : gente rica presumida y la gente criticona
Datos extra : ella tuvo un show que se llamaba ( esto es de mi au) "the city world" los participantes del show eran =
- Verónica
- Víctor
- Lucia
- german
- ink
- Bianca
- Michael
- Moly la abeja
- Jackson the wolf
- y lore the rabbit
Este show duro asta el 2000 en esté show existían 2 parejas Bianca x ink y Verónica x Victor.
Con la pareja de Verónica y Víctor estaban bastante emocionados ya que planeaban tener su boda,su luna de miel , su familia etc. Pero en esos tiempos la empresa estaban es la últimas ya que la colaboración de el show the ink man y the city world iva a terminar a lo cual se llevaron a sus personajes (ink,Bianca,Michael,Jackson y lore). A lo cual la empresa entro en quiebra y solo tenían poco dinero a lo cual solo tenían para remodelar a un personaje y ese era el personaje personal Verónica aquí es cuando se puso mal la cosa...
Verónica tuvo que despedirse de todos incluyendo a su ex futuro esposo (Víctor) al momento de eliminar a todos, Verónica decayó mucho ya no tenía los ánimos y las energías de antes , empezó a descuidar su salud y su estado mental a lo cual lamentablemente terminó muriendo.
Asta ahora sigue estando así y descuida mucho su salud necesita ayuda :'^
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thedancekids · 5 months ago
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List of Repeat Winners at BTF/Radix During the 2020-2021 Season
Jump (22 cities):
Mila Simunic
Kya Massimino (3)
Isabella Jarvis
Neala Murphy (3)
Penelope LeMieux
Laci Stoico
Brady Farrar
Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl
Kayla Mak
Hudson Pletcher
Kelsie Jacobson
Josie Lutz
Fiona Wu
Maddie Ortega
David Keingatti
Ava D’Ambrosio
Cameron Voorhees (3)
Nuvo (21 cities):
Thiago Pacheco
Laci Stoico (3)
Kya Massimino (4)
Stella Brinkerhoff
Alexis Alvarez (3)
Sylvie Win Szyndlar
Avery Hall (3)
Cameron Voorhees
Ellary Day Szyndlar
Ava Wagner
Isabella Jarvis
Kelsie Jacobson
Mila Simunic
Brooke Cheek
Brady Farrar
Emme James Anderson
Kaylee Schwamb
Penelope LeMieux (4)
24seven (15 cities):
Sophia Seymour
Cambry Bethke
Stella Brinkerhoff
Kya Massimino
Braylynn Grizaffi
Sarah Bratby
Sofia Andrus
Laci Stoico
Roxie Onellion
Brady Farrar
Penelope LeMieux
Radix (15 cities):
Kiarra Waidelich (3)
Aaliyah Dixon
Carrigan Paylor (3)
Savannah Manzel
Penelope LeMieux
Cameron Voorhees
Brady Farrar
Ella Horan
Lucia Piedrahita
Gracyn French
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queenofglassbeliever · a year ago
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jartitameteneis · 6 days ago
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Madrid: Lucia Etxeberria: "Sábado por la noche. Me pillé la mano con la puerta de la cocina. Me presenté sola en el hospital de Sant Pau porque mi compañero se quedaba a cuidar de mi hija. Me pasaron a la sala de espera. Allí había una niña, venga a... llorar.... Le pregunté su edad. Tenía 18 años, estudiaba en Barcelona, tenía una otitis. Llevaba dos horas allí. Su familia estaba en Girona. Yo sé que las otitis duelen muchísimo, he pasado alguna. Pero creo que también lloraba porque estaba asustada y sola. Me presenté ante la enfermera. Le dije que por favor le dieran un calmante a esa chica. Me dijo que como enfermera ella no podía administrar nada sin autorización del médico. "¿Y dónde está el médico?". "Ocupado, y aún puede tardar horas". Y luego me miró: "Tú eres escritora, ¿no? Escríbelo. Cuenta cómo está la situación". Y eso he decidido hacer. Vamos a aclarar las cosas. No están haciendo recortes en sanidad porque la cosa esté así de mal, sino porque la sanidad es un gran negocio, y si se privatiza, al estilo de Estados Unidos, muchos se van a hacer multimillonarios. Se podría recortar de muchas otras partidas. Los toros se subvencionan: las fiestas taurinas nos cuestan 564 millones al año en subvenciones. Los clubes de futbol también, de forma indirecta. Deben 750 millones a Hacienda y 11 millones a la Seguridad Social. De hecho, la UE ya ha propuesto investigar al fútbol español por presuntas ayudas del Estado. Se podría eliminar los sueldos y pensiones vitalicias y prohibir por ley que los ex presidentes cobren de la empresa privada a la vez que disfrutan de su pensión vitalicia: González y Aznar siguen sin renunciar al sueldo de 80.000 ? mientras reciben altas retribuciones de Gas Natural y Endesa, por ejemplo. Se podría prohibir que un político cobre del Estado y de la empresa privada: Acebes cobra del Congreso y de Iberdrola, por ejemplo. Se podría recortar sueldos de cargos políticos. Si un ciudadano tiene que cotizar 35 años para percibir una jubilación, no veo por qué los diputados lo hacen a los siete, ni por qué no tributan un tercio de su sueldo del IRPF, como hacemos los demás. Se podría endurecer las penas contra el fraude fiscal. El 72% de este fraude proviene de las grandes empresas que facturan más de 150 millones de euros al año, y de la banca. Ahorraríamos 90.000 millones de euros. Se podría eliminar el concordato con el Vaticano. El ahorro final estaría entre los 6.000 y los 10.000 millones de euros. Jesús predicaba la pobreza, y la Iglesia se debe mantener mediante las aportaciones de los fieles, como ya dijo el propio San Pablo. Esa niña que lloraba en urgencias podría ser su hija. Peor aún, usted podría padecer leucemia. Y si la padeciera, un seguro privado no le ayudaría, porque los mejores especialistas están en la Seguridad Social. Lo sé porque se trata de una enfermedad que he vivido de cerca. Usted que me lee: tome conciencia, por favor. El fútbol es un negocio. Los toros, una tortura. Los gastos del Congreso, un lujo innecesario. Las pensiones vitalicias, una enorme falta de ética. La fe es una opción. Pero la salud es un derecho." Lo mismo podría decirse de la educación. ¿En serio vais a permitirlo? ¿o es que os dan alergia las manifestaciones? Luchemos por lo nuestro, es nuestro derecho. Por una democracia real. Un saludo. ----
Esta sra es facha crónica, ¿a que viene este relato de lucidez? por atacar a la izquierda y con la derecha tapa al partido de la diestra?Esta ambigüerdades me pueden... Más que jartita...
https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fimg.huffingtonpost.com%2Fasset%2F5fde10dc2b0000e601c37090.jpeg%3Fcache%3DAub4VJSXjy%26ops%3D1778_1000&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.huffingtonpost.es%2Fentry%2Flucia-etxebarria-irene-montero-feminismo_es_5fde073fc5b6e5158fa758fc&tbnid=4mp7DuyoN6BDbM&vet=12ahUKEwixmKz6t6z1AhWVBhoKHVp-BWEQMygLegQIARA8..i&docid=z6A7DC7WAqvZ0M&w=1778&h=999&itg=1&q=Lucia%20Etxebarria%20Y%20sus%20ideas%20de%20derechas&ved=2ahUKEwixmKz6t6z1AhWVBhoKHVp-BWEQMygLegQIARA8
https://www.elperiodico.com/es/opinion/20180523/se-puede-ser-feminista-y-de-derechas-articulo-de-lucia--etxebarria-6835422 No, no se puede. La derecha entre muchas más cosas, niega la violencia de género.
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kaelen · 7 months ago
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spanish vocab- things i like
-alpacas- alpacas       ex. Hay muchas alpacas en los Andes en Peru. -antropología- anthropology       ex. Antropología es el estudio científico de humanidad. -agosto- august       ex. Agosto es un mes extraño para yo porque es el termino del verano (siempre lo siento mal porque no hice hacer nada todo el verano). -abejas- bees       ex. Quiero ir acampando con mis amigos, pero Gael tiene alergias de las abejas. -mangas de campana- bell sleeves       ex. Este vestido es blanco completamente y tiene mangas de campana muy grande. -bioquímica- biochemistry       ex. Ines me preguntó si tuve la tarea para nuestra clase de bioquímica. -pizarras- chalkboards       ex. Poniendo una pizarra en mi dormitorio me ayudó con quedando organizada. -protector labial- chapstick       ex. Mariana siempre olvida su protector labial y necesita pedir prestado la mía. -canela- cinnamon       ex. Mi perfume favorito tiene trasfondos de canela y sándalo. -clásicas- classics       ex. Mi tía estudió las clásicas en universidad. -rocío- dew       ex. El rocío en las flores en la mañana es la cosa más bonita en todo el mundo. -niebla- fog       ex. Me gusta niebla mucho, pero odio manejar en ella. -genética- genetics       ex. La madre de Lucia, Dra. Gaspar, es muy servicial con nuestra clase de biología porque ella especializarse en genética. -indie pop- indie pop       ex. Sabes... esta palabra es el mismo en los dos idiomas. No es muy estimulante. -lino- linen       ex.  La ropa de lino se arruga con facilidad. -lingüística- linguistics        ex. Estoy obsesionado con la lingüística hace poco. -mini-vestidos- mini-dresses       ex. “¿Sabes dónde está mi mini-vestido con los flores rojos?” pregunta Alma. -musgo- moss       ex. El musgo es mejor por el medioambiente que el césped. -nectarinas- nectarines       ex. Nectarinas son nativas de China. -aceite esencial de naranja- orange essential oil       ex. Uso demasiado aceite esencial de naranja en mi difusor. -perlas- pearls       ex. Absolutamente necesito un cordel corto de perlas para mi cumpleaños diecisiete. Es tan elegante. <3  -arroz- rice       ex. Ruben hace arroz con salsa de soya y cebolletas como una comida casera cuando estoy enferma. -luz de las estrellas- starlight       ex. Cuando mi novio y yo salimos en noche, nos gusta mirando en la luz de las estrellas después de nuestra cita. -arquitectura sostenible- sustainable architecture       ex. La interesa de Hugo en arquitectura sostenible es lo ayudó conseguir un trabajo con una firma de arquitectura.
estoy regresando después de cinco meses. ¡ups! era capaz guardar mi 4.0 y mi cordura por haciendo eso, aunque. (¡y estoy yendo a la competencia nacional en public forum debate!) ahora, es tiempo para aprender más español porque escuela se termina pronto. en el otoño estaré un senior y necesitaré applicar a universidades. el tiempo vuela... estoy aterrorizada.
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uncpanda · 10 months ago
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Blood is Thicker than Water: Part 14
AN: When it comes to the timeline, I say screw it. It’s more fun to re-arrange stuff.  We finally get to meet Lucia! And some more Munoz drama.
Big shout out to those who helped with the Spanish in the chapter! It meant I didn’t have to use google translate. I’m very grateful for their help in the picking out phrases, terms of endearment, and their opinions. You guys rock!
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You’re unbelievably warm, you’re snuggled in bed with Rafael curled around you. His front is flush against your back, one of his legs is wedged between yours, his arms are wrapped around you, and his nose is buried in the crook of your neck. You feel him place lazy kisses on your neck, and then you feel him bite down just slightly. Your eyes go wide, because you know, you know that’s going to leave a mark. 
You squeal and turn to look back at him, “Rafael Barba what did you just do?” 
He laughs, and points to his own neck, where you had left similar bites the previous night, "La revancha, cariño."
You slap at his chest, and his arms wrap around your middle and pull you into his lap, “You are acting like a hormonal teenage boy Rafael Barba!” 
His laughter increases, “I don’t think I’ve been called a hormonal teenager since I was in eleventh grade.” There’s a lot of barking as Benny comes in from the living room, he likes to curl up on the couch early in the morning. 
He’s quick to jump onto the bed and squirm up next to you and Raf as you collapse on him, “Well that’s what you are.” 
“So, what does that make you?” 
You roll your eyes, “The idiot that is in love with you.” 
His hands cup your cheek and thread into your hair, whispers “Then I am one lucky man.” and kisses you. 
You pull back a moment later, and Benny takes your place, half lying on Rafa’s chest. “We have to get going, and don’t forget we’re celebrating Liv’s promotion tonight.”
Your sister, the sergeant, had passed with flying colors. Her swearing in ceremony wasn’t for a while, but Ed had decided to throw a dinner party . . . with a lot of help from you. You admired his desire to do something special for your sister, but he also knew his limitations. 
“I already cleared my calendar. Plus, anyone who would need me for work, is going to be there.” 
You laugh, and go to change. 
You and Rafael had been living together for a month, and in that time the two of you had gotten into a routine. He was usually up first, and made the coffee. You would roll out of bed thirty minutes later and the two of you would take Benny for a walk. From there he would shower and change while you would make breakfast and pack him a lunch; a salad, sandwich, or leftovers. 
He would head to work, and you’d head into the home office that you had partially taken over. You would work from home, and sometimes you would go into the office. It was all terribly domestic.  
While he goes into the bathroom to brush his teeth, you pull on Rafa’s old Harvard sweatshirt, a present from his Abuelita when he had been accepted. It was your favorite thing to wear because it was soft, and it smelled like him. The two of you had a running gag about who’s sweatshirt it really was. You liked to steal it from each other. 
“Do you want to go pick my Abuelita up together or do you just want to meet at your sister’s?” 
You sit on the bed, and Benny crawls over to you. He knows it’s time for his walk. You scratch his ears. “I will meet you at your office, with Benny, and we can go get Abuelita together.” 
He reappears a moment later and you watch as he pulls on a long sleeved Harvard tee-shirt, and sweatpants, “She was really excited that she was invited. She went on and on about it when we talked on the phone yesterday.” 
You scoff, “Liv loves your grandmother.” To be honest that was an understatement. In the past month Catalina had spent a lot of time with you and Rafa. And each time she visited, a trip to see Noah was pretty much demanded. Catalina had started bringing spanish children's books to read to Noah. As a result, Liv had started to refer to Catalina as Abuelita to Noah, something that delighted Catalina to no end. 
The route you walk Benny is a good mile, and at a leisurely pace it takes you a good twenty-five minutes. You spend most of that time holding Rafa’s hand and talking about your upcoming day or plans for the weekend. Today, you don’t even make it out the door of the building before Rafa stops short. 
You come face to face with a woman you’ve only seen pictures of, around Catalina’s apartment. Rafa’s voice is soft, “Mami.” 
“Six months Rafael Barba. Six months without a phone call.” 
He lets out a deep breath, “You made it pretty clear you didn’t want to hear from me the last time we talked.” 
His mother crosses his arms, “I said I didn’t want to hear it unless there was an apology.” 
He shrugs, “I don’t have one. Alex was . . . you know what it doesn’t matter. We’ve had this fight, and I’m not having it again.” 
“Watch your tone, I’m your mother.” 
"¿Por qué estás aquí, Mami?"
“Your grandmother is skipping the neighborhood festival next week, for the first time ever. She said she had plans, but she wouldn’t say with who. I figured it out, but she wouldn’t say anything else. In fact she hasn’t said a word about you since our fight. What’s going on Rafael? Who’s this?” There’s a wine from Benny and Lucia’s eyes go to the dog, and her brow furrows, “Raf?” 
“There’s a lot to explain, and we don’t have time right now. We have to walk Benny, I’ll meet you for dinner later this week, and answer your questions.” 
“Benny?” 
"Nuestro perro."
"¿Nuestro?"
"Sí, nuestro."
Without another word, he grabs your hand and tugs both you and Benny forward, leaving Lucia behind. You’re a few feet away when you say, “I can always take Benny on my own.” 
He rolls his eyes, “I’ve seen too many cases start that way, and as cute and adorable as Benny is, he’s not exactly intimidating.” 
You look down at your goofy, three legged dog who is sniffing a fire hydrant, and you know it’s true. Benny would likely welcome a robber into your home as long as he got a belly scratch out of it. 
“Plus, I don’t feel like fighting this early.” 
You don’t say anything else. This is his fight and as much as you hate the pain this entire ordeal has caused him, you know you can’t protect him from it. You can, however, be there for him. That day you send him off to work with a special lunch, and a hell of a kiss. 
You spend the day working, and you take a few quick walks with Benny, but you get ready for Liv’s celebration dinner early. The original dress you planned to wear is now useless thanks to the hickey on your neck. The ones you leave on Rafael are always hidden by his collared shirts. 
It’s still winter and Christmas is right around the corner. You have options, but you hate turtlenecks, and scarves indoors kind of scream hickey. You do however, have a high necked red dress. You feel just a tad strangled in it, and you don’t wear it often, but you don’t have a choice tonight. You pair it with some nude ballet flats, and fasten Benny’s red striped tie onto his collar. You know for a fact that Rafael is wearing the human version of it today.
You grab your coat and you head out the door, and then stop immediately when you come face to face with Lucia Barba. 
“Mrs. Barba.” 
She stares at you for a moment, “So you’re not the dog walker.” 
“No ma’am.” 
“You’re living with my son?” 
“Yes.” 
“And you have a dog . . .who’s wearing a tie.” 
You cough, “We have an event tonight.” She stares at you for a moment, waiting for more, and you cave, “My sister just passed the sergeants exam, and my brother-in-law is throwing her a party. Benny and I are going to pick up Rafa, and then Abuelita, and head over.” 
“My mother’s going?” 
“Yes Ma’am, she’s very fond of my sister and nephew, Noah.” 
There’s a moment of silence before she asks, “Is there room for one more?” 
And really, what can you say to that? 
The cab ride to Hogan Place is awkward. To her credit, Lucia doesn’t ask anymore questions, and she earns a few points when she tentatively pats Benny’s head. You do have the forethought to send Rafa a heads up that Lucia is joining the festivities. 
When you arrive, you pay for the cab while Lucia heads on without you. You and Benny have to jog to keep up. She sweeps right past Carmen and into his thankfully empty office, “You start a serious relationship, you adopt a dog, and you don’t tell me.” 
You’re out of breath, by the time you follow her in. Rafa’s eyes flicker to you and you wheeze out, “I sent a text.” 
His lips quirk, “I got it. Why do you think the office is empty?” 
You unclip Benny’s leash so he can go to Rafa, and his mother notices the ties, “You’re matching with the dog?” 
He smiles, “Yes. I bought them for that purpose.” 
She turns to you, you’ve settled on the couch, “He bought them?” 
“They have like five matching sets by now.” 
Lucia is silent as she processes, and turns back to Raf, "Esto es serio."
"Llevamos juntos nueve meses, y uno viviendo juntos, le compré a Benny como regalo de cumpleaños, él también es mío. Y yo la amo a ella."
You have no idea what’s being said, but Lucia’s eyes are wide, “"¿La amas?"
"Si."
“And I’ve missed all of this over a zipper problem?” 
Your back goes ramrod straight, “The words you’re looking for are child pornography.” 
Lucia’s eyes go wide, “What?” 
And it’s at that moment you realize that Lucia doesn’t have a clue about the real reason Rafael turned on Alex. She doesn’t know the real reason why he torpedoed any chance of a political career. Because your sweet, smart, handsome and incredibly dumb boyfriend had been trying to protect not just her, but the whole damn neighborhood. 
The child pornogrpahy charges hadn’t been released to the press, they were being used as a bargaining chip Rafael had said. And you’re pretty sure Rafa had been the one to give the Feds that tip. In the process he had taken on the role of villain so that the neighborhood could keep their hope, even if it did come in the package of Alex Munoz.
Rafael takes a deep breath, “He wasn’t just cheating on Yelina. He was sexting with a fifteen year old girl. He asked for explicit photos even after he knew her age.” 
Lucia’s voice is thick with emotion, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He bites his lip, “I had hoped, you would have had faith in me. That you would have trusted I was doing the right thing. Like you raised me to do . . . like Abuelita did.” 
You watch Rafa’s hands as you wait for Lucia to say something. They’re buried in Benny’s fur, and the dog is pressed right up against him. 
Finally she says, “I need to go.”  
Neither of you stop her. You wait until she slips out the door to go to him. He slumps down as you gather him to you, and he buries his head against your chest. You hold him to you and kiss the top of your head, and after a few minutes he stands up. His eyes are red, and you know he’s shed a few tears. 
You cup his face with your hands and thread your fingers through his hair, “You are a good man Rafael Barba. The best man I have ever known.” 
His lips quirk up into a small smile, “Kiss me. Por favor." You do just that.
It takes him a few minutes to pack up what he needs to take home, tomorrow is Saturday and he has the day off. You plan to spend it showing him how much you love him. For now though, you need to go pick up his abuelita and head to a party. 
“Are you ready to hold Noah and make fun of Amaro?” 
“That, and spending time curled up with you, are some of my favorite things in the world.”
You smile, “Don’t forget your Harvard sweatshirt, and the law, and making Rita squirm.” 
“All that pales next to you.” 
“Sweet talker.” 
The ride to Catalina’s apartment is spent trying to make Rafa laugh. You succeed halfway through when you tell him about the time you and Cragen had been practicing your pitching outside the old precinct, and you broke a window with the ball. The report he filled out for it had said a pigeon had broken it by flying into it, and the higher ups had come to investigate. Everyone in the precinct had backed up his story. 
“I can’t believe he did that.” 
“Uncle Don is really well liked. Not by the higher ups, but by the people who matter. There was apparently this money laundering scheme and when he exposed the real culprit, a dirty cop, it made him quite a few enemies with the bureaucrats.
“But everyone who served under him loves him. He’s like a dad.” 
“I know he helped Rollins a few months ago with her gambling thing. Why do you call him Uncle Don? You don’t call Munch or Finn anything like that.” 
“Liv, Elliot, and the others were always in and out. I spent the most time with Uncle Don. He told me once that I came into his life at a bad time. He’d just lost his wife, she was a flight attendant who died in a plane crash. I think I was something to focus on other than the loss or drinking again. I did homework in his office, and on late nights I would fall asleep on his couch.
“I called him uncle Don one time when he came to pick me up from school. I was sick and Liv was working a case, and she had to authorize him to come pick me up. She put him down as my uncle, and I made a show out of calling him that.” 
“That’s nice.” 
“Even when Liv went to work cyber I would still meet up with him to throw a ball around in the park.” 
Rafa stops short, “Wait a minute, are you saying Liv left SVU at one time?” 
“She and Elliot got into a big fight. She worked Computer crimes for a while, and then did a few weeks undercover with the FBI one summer. That was the summer I had to go to camp. I wasn’t happy. But, they made up and she came back.” 
“I can’t imagine anyone driving Liv away from SVU.” 
You’re nearly to Catlina’s door, but you have to say this, “Elliot was a good man, but that partnership was all consuming Raf. I didn’t see it then, I was too young, but I’m happy he left . . .in a way. She’s grown a lot since he left. He was a crutch and she needed to learn how to stand without him.” 
There’s a moment of silence as he knocks on Abuelita's door, “If I ever meet him, I’m going to punch him.” 
You stare at him, “No you won’t. He’d kill you where you stand.” 
“You don’t think I could take him?” 
“No, but if he ever comes around again, which I doubt he will, ask Finn for help. He always hated Elliot. Ed too. Ed would help you.” 
He doesn’t have time to answer that, as his grandmother opens the door. "¡Estás aquí!"
She hugs and kisses Raf, and then does the same to you before stepping out and locking the door behind her. Out of the corner of your eye you watch her sneak Benny a treat from her coat pocket. It was lucky you walked Benny a lot! And with that, the three of you head out! 
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buscando-letras · 4 years ago
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Lucia llora desconsoladamente en el sofá porque el amor de su vida se fue para siempre, lo que Lucia ignora, es que ella le abrió la puerta.
Microcuento. Brenda Ramírez.
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Cosha’s singles from her new album Mt. Pleasant out July 2nd 
Photographed by Roger Weiss
Graphic design by Alice Gavin
Styling by Ella Lucia
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michellequiner · 4 years ago
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brechtian · 14 days ago
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screaming crying pounding my fists against the floor i finished the marco fancam and its SO funny but both ella and lucia are asleep.
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