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sejmet11 · 1 year
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Y entonces cuando al final el olvido toque mi puerta podrás entenderme, querrás volver pero esta vez para quedarte y descubrirás que mis sentimientos por ti ya pertenecen al pasado, me acusaras de mentirosa por romper aquella promesa de amor que te hice alguna vez y entonces yo te recordare cada noche de desvelo donde solo me tenía a mí misma para abrazarme, cada foto en la que te veía con chicas diferentes mientras yo luchaba por no romperme y tal vez solo tal vez, tu parte sensata querrá darme la razón pero ambos sabemos que tu orgullo no te lo permitirá e intentaras culparme, y ahí comenzara la tortura, pasaras noches de insomnio preguntándote si así de vacía me sentía yo y la respuesta te la susurraran las estrellas, esas con las que pase mil horas conversando de ti y justo ahí, me entenderás, veras que intente seguir amándote aun en la distancia, pero ya no podrás regresar.
-Cuando no regreso.
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keshlem · 2 years
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Soy un gran libro pero nadie esta obligado a leerme ni a entenderme
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raedas · 1 year
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mira. pienso que voy a hablar en español para el día de lenguas
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ciao-bye · 1 year
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Un Mensaje No Enviado para mi Hermana
Tú eres dócil, yo soy rebelde y él es serio.
Tú no te quejas, yo me quejo demasiado y él se queja en silencio. Así que no hay manera de que algo esté mal a menos de que uno de los tres rompa el silencio, pero la única que rompe el silencio soy yo, porque yo escucho las quejas de ambos incluso más fuertes que las mías y las digo aún más altas.
Mamá no entiende eso, no entiende que yo hablo por los demás - por ustedes - y que suelo decir las cosas que nadie se atreve porque de otra manera me ahogaría entre tantos pensamientos. Aún así, me callo la mayoría porque así ella está contenta incluso si eso me aleja más y más de ella sin que se de cuenta.
Cada segundo cuenta, especialmente cuando han pasado años. El reloj se detiene apenas unas milésimas de efímero acuerdo para fingir que todo está bien antes de que los segundos sigan pasando y volvamos a empezar.
Tú aún es dócil, yo aún soy rebelde y él silencioso, pero ahora la distancia ha crecido y el tiempo disponible para acortar la distancia ha disminuido. Pero mamá sigue igual.
Y sé que no es su culpa, ella estaba aprendiendo, pero sé que tampoco era mía pues yo estaba creciendo.
Y no me hagas hablar de papá, porque él para empezar no solía estar.
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aromanticmina · 9 months
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sometimes you don't completely remember how queer you are until you scroll down through your (mostly unused) facebook acc and see the post of all your very straight "friends" and go "oh right"
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Aquí en la tierra ni el que yo creía que podía entenderme me entiende. da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: www.youtube.com/watch?v=vne1E6VH23s&list=PLmTzW86B5tu...
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fuegoamigo · 3 months
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Las veces que me comprendo un poco, comprendo menos a los demás.
Antonio Porchia, Voces abandonadas.
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chaoticbuggybitchboy · 6 months
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No puedes entenderme 
Nunca me escuchas 
No puedes escucharme
Nunca me entiendes 
Mis palabras son infinitas 
Son las palabras de mi corazón 
Y no me escuchas 
Nunca me entiendes 
Tus orejas están rellenas de algodón 
No puedes escucharme
No quieres entenderme 
Porque mis palabras son de mi corazón 
Y mi corazón te odia
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nuriaverde · 9 months
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Sentirme bien.Me escapé por los pelos
Me escapé por los pelos A la memoria de mi padre.  Me escapé por los pelos de la muerte malandante,  humillación de hielo  un grito atravesado,  despoblado de los amigos de antes.  Pena umbría trepa por mi cuerpo como una perra hambrienta que no se contenta con cuerpo tan tierno.   Olvídate de mí,  no vuelvas,  desaparece de mi vida,  y después de olvidarme, no me recuerdes. 
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deanlenzart · 1 year
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cuál es tu pasatiempo favorito?.✨
me gustaría decir que es dibujar pero en verdad los meses pasados pasé la mayoría de mi tiempo libre hacer ropa y otras cosas a ganchillo pfff
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dariann-garcia · 3 months
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Para entenderme, solo necesitas escuchar las canciones que elijo. La música es mi forma de revelar lo que siento.
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die-na0 · 2 years
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Hola de nuevo.
Ha pasado como 1 mes desde que no hago mucho, ahora estoy un poco resignado pero, aun estoy aquí, hace mucho tiempo tambien me resigne a muchas cosas, ahora ya no quiero hacerlas porque en ese tiempo entre como en un estado de pausa con eso, ahora se un poco mas que hace 1 mes...
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thetrashyflower · 2 years
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me encanta hacer rb cosas del blog latinotiktok porque no se cuantos de mis seguidores hablan español entonces si los entiendes es como un chiste secreto jejejeje
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wosoamazing · 28 days
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Barca v Arsenal Round 2
Warnings: Head injury, vomiting, concussion, google translated Spanish (sorry in advance - with english translations)
A/N: I have a request for a McCabe red card fic, so that inspired this, so a McCabe red card fic coming off the back of this will be soon. I also may have another major change for this series, or a few.... (also note that the pregnancy story line is/was a one shot)
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You were sprinting full pace towards the box, preparing for Aitana’s cross, the ball was currently with Lucy, you neared the edge of the box as Aitana received the ball, preparing to be able to just tap it in, it left Aitana’s foot, however the ground also left your feet, someone had tripped you, it was McCabe, living up to her nickname, she had only meant to trip you, maybe receive a yellow, what she had not calculated for was that you hadn’t slowed, so your speed in addition to your proximity to the post meant you didn’t just fall to the ground, you went flying, straight into the goal post, head first, the sound of your head clashing with the post reverberated around the stadium as your body thudded to the floor, and your everything went black. Alexia, and Lucy were immediately by your side, practically sprinting over to you. As you started to come too again, you slowly opened your eyes and you grimaced at the brightness of the light, your vision was slightly fuzzy but you could easily make out Alexia’s face which was above over yours, she was looking at the sidelines concerned, she shook her head at something, you tried to move your head, maybe sit up, but noticed their were firm hands placed either side of your head meaning that you couldn’t, they must’ve been Alexia’s as she immediately looked down at you, her face softening as she saw the tears that brimmed your eyes.
“It’s okay Bebita, we will get you all fixed up, don't worry, just don’t try to move okay.” 
Lucy was standing right next to your head, she was looking over to where quite a lot of noise was going on, Alexia looked up at Lucy before looking over there too, that’s when you suddenly heard a very familiar voice and remember you were versing your old team.
“What the hell McCabe,” you heard your sister say, as she probably pushed her “why would you do that, that’s my sister, my fucking baby sister Katie, and you just knocked her out. What were you thinking, as if you were ever going to get away with that.”
The medics came over, and Alexia, looked back to you, your eyes were darting around. “L-le, I want Le” you scaredly said as a single tear left your eye. “Lucy, Leah now” Alexia ordered Lucy, “It’s okay Bebita, Lucy is going to get her,” just after Lucy left the ref blew her whistle, the high pitched noise pierced through your skull, the sound was followed by your sister's voice “Oh you fucking deserved that,” you could hear your sister continue to argue with Katie untill Lucy raised her voice.
“Leah,” the two Arsenal players stopped, “she’s asking for you,” and just like that Leah’s mind was completely cleared of her anger towards McCabe.
“Leah,” you cried out again, as your eyes continued to dart around. “She’s coming Bebita, it’s okay she’s coming” almost as if on que Leah came into your vision, “Bug, it’s okay, I’m here.”
“Le,” you let out a sob “It hurts,” “I know it does bug, but can you stay as still as possible and listen to the medics?”
The medics were doing their usual checks, when one of them started talking to you, “¿Puedes entenderme? (can you understand me?)” “Sì” “that’s good right, it means it isn’t super bad, and like her memory is good” Lucy questioned, one of the medics gave her a small nod before they continued.
“¿Puedes decirme tu nombre, tu edad y dónde estás en español y luego en inglés?” (can you tell me your name, your age and where you are in Spanish and then in English?)
“Eh, tengo 17 años, mi nombre es Y/N y estoy en España jugando al fútbol contra mi antiguo equipo. I am 17 years old, my name is Y/N, and I am in Spain playing football against my old team” Your spanish was slower than usual but it was still well above Kiera’s spanish speaking abilities.
“Muy buena”
The medics did some more checks before looking up at Alexia and Leah, they said something in Spanish to Alexia who translated for Leah, “They’re going to stretcher her off, but they think it’s just a concussion.” 
As they were moving you onto the stretchers Steph came up behind Leah and tapped her on the back before leaning forward and whispering into her ear, “Jonas said you can be subbed off if you want,” Leah smiled at her fellow teammate before nodding and following you off the pitch.
It was half time and the girls had come to check on you, all just popping their heads around the corner seeing you were asleep and deciding to leave Leah alone, who looked very stressed and worried, however Alexia and Lucy walked in, Alexia first went to you to check you were okay once she knew you were she turned to Leah, “I can’t stay for long I have to go back out with the team, but Lucy will stay, and-” “Alexia!” Jonatan shouted, she quickly walked out, “Lucy knows the rest, oh and I will get food.”
Lucy sat down next to Leah, and studied her briefly before she started to talk, she decided to just be straight with your sister.
“We don’t know if you’re staying or how long you will stay for, but Alexia said you could stay there, that she knew you probably expected that but she wanted to reassure you. Are you staying or are you going back with them?”
“I’m staying, I’m not going, I haven't been there for her so many times when she has been sick or hurt. I was here for this one, I can’t just leave her now.” she let out a heavy sigh, “I just miss her so much, I want her back, I miss her Luc, I already missed so much of her life growing up and now I’m missing everything again,” leah admitted quietly.
“Le, it’s okay, she isn’t mad at you, and you can’t blame yourself, at the end of the day she was the one who chose to go.” she just nodded, trying to hold back her tears.
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Since you had a shower at the stadium you crawled straight into your bed when you got home, Leah getting in beside you, “Le,” you groggily spoke, “yeah,” she softly said as she smoothed out your hair, “please don’t go, please stay,” “I’m going to stay Bug, I’ve already told Jonas and Lia,” you gave her a small soft smile as you nodded slightly before your curled into her side and drifted off to sleep.
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Later that night you found yourself hunched over the toilet, throwing up, whilst your head still pounded. “It’s okay, I’m here, I’ve got you,” Your sister said as she rubbed your back. Just as you had finished and rested your head on Leah’s shoulder, body collapsing into hers, Alexia walked in with some water and more pain meds, she was met with a confused look from Leah, “I heard you up, figured this was the reason” she whispered, before handing you the water and meds, you took them before lowering your head to now rest on Leah’s lap, promptly falling asleep.
“Thank you for taking such good care of her Alexia, she really likes living with you,” “It’s nothing,” “But it really is, and you’re doing the job I should be doing, I’m her big sister, I should be there for her when she is sick and I’m not,” the tears in Leah’s eyes that threatened to fall earlier in the day started falling, “I’m sorry,” Leah mumbled as she put her face in her hands, Alexia wrapped an arm around Leah’s shoulder to comfort her, not really knowing what else to do, as she didn;t know how to reply to what your sister had just told her. 
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You woke up to Mapi’s voice “Ingrid, Ellas estan aqui (they are in here),” you then heard her take a photo on her phone.
“Mapi?” you asked quizzically as you slowly sat up from your position on the floor.
“Hola Nena, ¿cómo te sientes? (how are you feeling?)” you only groaned in response.
“Ingrid Vendrá a recogerte, ¿quieres volver a la cama? (will come pick you up, do you want to go back to bed),” “Food?” you questioned, “¿Quieres algo de comida? (Do you want some food?)” “Sì”
“Good Morning, elskling, let's take you down and get you something to eat, I think Lucy will be here soon.” Ingrid picked you up, trying not to disturb the two older women, having a feeling they needed some sleep, Alexia’s arm was still wrapped around your sisters as Leah’s head rested on Alexia’s shoulder.
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“Find yourself in an odd position when you woke up?” Lucy teased her captains as they walked down the stairs.
“No, the only emotion that went through us was panic,” “someone moved Bebita” Leah started and Alexia finished.
“We came over to cook breakfast, because we do that after every game day, have breakfast, us two and Alexia and y/n, sometimes others join too” Ingrid gestured towards Lucy, “But we went looking for you both and she woke up when we found you all, said she was hungry, but we let you sleep, because we didn’t know how much of the night you had slept and how much of if you spent, well…” Ingrid continued
“But we fed her, and she has kept it down so far so that is good,” Leah nodded. 
“So she has only vomited once since, that's good, considering how hard she hit the post. Also thank you all so much, for everything you do for her, I-” “Le,” you said slightly panicked, as you woke up, hands wrapped around your stomach, its safe to say that moment marked the end of their ‘peaceful’ morning.
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beingstorm · 2 months
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Qué dicha la mía al tener a alguien que de verdad me apoye, me anime, me ame y esté dispuesto a leer cada parte de mí, incluso si eso implica tener un diccionario todo el tiempo para poder entenderme.
—Tehimely Marrufo
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a--z--u--l · 4 months
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Me gusta la soledad, no porque me cueste entender a los demás, sino porque me cuesta entenderme a mí cuando estoy con los demás
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