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Center court, mid-day heat, down six-two, four-one, and at least fifty people watching me struggle. I wondered if there was any way I could turn this match around...

While I was waiting to get called for the match, I could tell that a decent amount of people were looking forward to watching this match; it was me, an up and coming player trying to prove himself, facing a player that had just returned to Puerto Rico after training in a world class academy in Europe for two years. It was t...

My sister Sariemma and I would say to each other, “It’s us against the world!” It was just the two of us for twelve years until my youngest sister and brother came along. We would spend every single moment together, Irish twins, there for each other no matter what. When I was a child, I was not into my appearance and my clothes never matched. My sister would drag me back into my room and pick out an appropriate outfit to wear. Whenever I...

… We found some ridiculous excuse to let us stay together longer, and we hid one of Fabi’s shoes so that we would have to spend time “looking” for it. The nanny, being an unfun, responsible adult caught on eventually and ended the fun, insisting that they leave. That’s when Fabi and I went back to the spot of our pasta disaster, and we promised each other we’d get together the very next day, because we had to see each other, we just had to! Because thatR...

I am so tired

So so so tired

I feel as if someone has run me over with a train

I feel like a squashed grape

This vacation is very needed

Traveling alone for the first time

Returning to boring ol’ florida

where old people go to die

A week or so of just drawing

Eating a lot and not caring 

Spending time with my sister/ best friend 

Good stuff

Cystic fibrosis is an inherited disease caused by a faulty gene from both parents. The gene controls the movement of salt and water in and out of the cells, so the lungs and digestive system become clogged, making it hard to breathe and digest food. Friday, November 13th was a day full of unfortunate deaths and atrocious destructions.

This past Friday heaven gained two new angels, Cristy and Maria Fernanda. They...

Would you accept my apology? Last week I posted a post that hurt people. It was right after the championships and well the game did not end how many of us expected to end. Personally for me it was totally detrimental, I was emotional, pissed, mad, angry, sad, all of these negative feelings. It hit me hard. This was the second and last chance to change it all and I did not expect the same end. I took out my feelings writing it out and in that moment was not thinking...

Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End

Chapter 2: Leaving who I am

Chapter 3: Ignorance is my middle name

Chapter 4: Becoming a monster which could not be tamed

Chapter 5: Whats a girl?

Chapter 6: Falling through the Abyss

Chapter 7: Lost

Chapter 8: Finding myself in the dark

Chapter 9: Whats going on?

Chapter 10: Back at the top.

What am I? Who am I? Don’t you think it is ironic how we think we are meaningful when in reality we are 1/7 billion people. 7 billion, that’s a lot of zeros. Not only that, earth is the size of an atom compared to the universe. So who am I? Im a speck of dust in a speck of dust. Of course, that’s looking at the biggest picture of them all. If I tone it down a bit, I can say im 1/ 3 million or 1/760. I guess that gives me some meaning. Im not trying to be pessimistic or anyth...

Por doce años: dos

Juntas por amor

riendo y llorando

durmiendo y comiendo

Dos por siempre

como quiso Dios

Separadas aún conectadas

la distancia no hace nada

The internet stirs up a lot of anxiety within me and yet I spend most of my time on it? When I tweet someone or send someone a message online I start to worry if they dont respond within a minute. Do they hate me? Did I say something wrong? Am I an awful person?? Obviously not. Whoever I messaged is probably eating or doing homework or pooping or whatever like any other person. There are so many cool people online. I just wanna be friends with them but I feel so dumb whenever I try to reply t...