Latest Posts by solen1a - Page 6
Lover; She is Reading Amanda Ba
what does your blood taste like to a vampire
owww. owwwuh. fuck. wait. *pulls out* theres a damn rock in your pussy man.
<3
i feel this on every level
Cats are liquid ♡
girl can i she/them titties
she's not wrong
speechless....... wont be buying the cakes anymore im sorry this is unbelievable
hits the bong and immediately becomes aware of the narrative
MSG is to white women what fentanyl is to cops
you know, i used to do “album reviews” in my high school’s newspaper club. it was really just me talking about albums i liked and i wouldn’t say it was critical in the slightest. i think i wrote about In Rainbows by Radiohead, Cosmogramma by Flying Lotus, and The Division Bell by Pink Floyd. yes i am some weird flavor of emo, like a cherry garcia.
i enjoy reblogging! that’s what i did on tumblr when i was younger. but idk something about making little posts, especially as they relate to music, is very fun to me. i like leaving little digital footprints that don’t feel too closely associated with me in real life, like with instagram posts for example. so maybe i’ll share playlists i make here too :)
mas besitos! :*
-soledad
hello tumblr. i have no one on here except for mis dos amigos, stevie y rhys. i’m not sure where to go from here or what tags to follow. i’m having fun finding posts about bands i like! so maybe music is what i’ll be sharing for right now.
besos :*
-soledad
hello tumblr. i have no one on here except for mis dos amigos, stevie y rhys. i’m not sure where to go from here or what tags to follow. i’m having fun finding posts about bands i like! so maybe music is what i’ll be sharing for right now.
besos :*
-soledad
Biznaga feat. Isa (Triángulo de Amor Bizarro)- Domingo especialmente triste
No se puede ser joven sin estar en conflicto, Dijo, y encendiĂł un cigarrillo La paz es para lxs muertxs, la cal y el olvido Amigx, el fuego camina contigo Digitales chicxs aceleradxs para el domingo Pobres con fibra + mĂłvil + fijo Los bolsillos rotos por el peso del vacĂo; Y en los ojos, brillo pálido de antidepresivos.
Sales de casa. Nadie en la calle. Solo palomas y tĂş.
No te vas a encontrar sin haberte perdido, Dijo, y dio un trago a la litro Mirando al cementerio de San Isidro En el parque, con la pena del siglo Digitales chicxs aceleradxs para el domingo Seis meses de curro y seis de subsidio En el fondo, no eres más que el cadáver de un niñx Que, a veces, despierta en un cuerpo distinto.
Vuelves a casa. Nadie en la calle. Solo palomas y tĂş. Solo palomas y cucarachas, Ratas y ratas y tĂş.
03/05/2022
Contigo y sin ti
De ti me enamoré cuando ni siquiera
lo tenĂa contemplado.
De un momento a otro, apareciste en mi vida
moviendo todo mi universo formando
nuevas constelaciones.
Contigo y sin ti he aprendido muchas cosas.
Contigo aprendĂ a amar cada momento
que tenemos juntos;
a amarte a ti aunque no lo diga con frecuencia.
Sin ti aprendà a extrañar a alguien de verdad.
AprendĂ a reĂr, a llorar,
a conocerme un poquito más.
Me hiciste ver las cosas desde otro lugar,
a admitir que puedo estar bien
y que también puedo estar mal.
Contigo hallé un complemento,
y sin ti ya no quiero estar.
— Rube Sánchez
Que la soledad no te haga elegir unos brazos equivocados.
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Cerebro - Pesadilla (1972)
I’ve never posted anything from Nicaragua - here’s some wild, funky psych rock. Sounds like it was recorded live.
Everyday life of Managua, Nicaragua in 1985.