Tuesday, February 4, 2014


It's a strange feeling... Like, when couples divorce, split everything in a half and are stuck in living on ruins of their marriage. How do they do that? How do they live knowing that everything they build comes from a very painful experience? Don't they come to hate it? The same thing is happening to me. I write to soothe my pain, I post on my facebook page mostly to express what I feel... My page has more and more fans each day and my blog has more readers. I should be happy for it. I am happy for it! But there is a grey shadow on my happiness. I think, when I publish my book and start earning money from it and then be able to live the life of my dreams... How will I be able to be happy with that if it's built on pain for not having the one I love in my life?

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Monday, February 3, 2014

Letters - Frida Kahlo to Diego Rivera


Truth is so great that I wouldn't like to speak, or sleep, or listen, or love. To feel myself trapped, with no fear of blood, outside time and magic, within your own fear, and your great anguish, and within the very beating of your heart. All this madness, if I asked it of you, I know, in your silence, there would be only confusion. I ask you for violence, in the nonsense, and you, you give me grace, your light and your warmth. I'd like to paint you, but there are no colors, because there are so many, in my confusion, the tangible form of my great love.