Cris Valencia

Humans are the virus.

TOXIC LOVE KILLS.

CLOSED FOR TEMPORARY DEATH.

Póngame todas las bolas que se pueda, por favor.

Sweet Cannibal

Every wound, every scratch ... every scar reminds me that I am stronger.

DEL POLVO VINIMOS Y EN POLVO NOS CONVERTIMOS.

RAIN ON ME, I’LL GROW FLOWERS.

After feeling the cold and paralysis, after the fear of walking among people, after being a stranger in my own body, you became mine again.

I have always thought that love is what moves the world. Love in all its variants. Love for your partner, family, friends or yourself. Love for money, for power, for the material things. Love for traveling , for learning , for growing up and for improving oneself. Love for loneliness. Definitely love, and I can't think of anything that doesn't have it as its ultimate goal.

MARGARIIIITA SE LLAAAMA MI AMOOOR

STONES, the first step is to identify them, then learning not to trip over them 587,000 times is another story ...

There are gaps that must be closed someway. NO SURRENDER.

We have to squeeze life, so that not a single drop remains!

Je t'aime Teddy Bear

THE LIBERATION.

She’s cold-hearted

“LA IMPORTANCIA DE LAS COMAS” es uno de los trabajos que más alegrías me está dando. Primero por lo que representó para mí dibujarla (sentir que debía dejar de pedir perdón constantemente por ser quien soy, ya que, a pesar de que hay muchas cosas por mejorar, está bien sentirse orgullosa de cómo una es ahora mismo)

Fear is only as deep as the mind allows

Home is where I am with me

Fuck Love I'm tired of trying.

There was a time when I learned that it is fundamental for me to have dreams or goals to reach in a short / medium term. From that moment the times of laziness and boredom ended (almost completely). That has been one of the findings of my life experience, the struggle and dedication to achieve my goals keep me excited.

The heart was made to be broken.

Cuenta la leyenda japonesa que aquellos que están predestinados a encontrarse están unidos por un hilo rojo invisible atado al meñique. Este hilo no se rompe nunca por mucho que se tense ya que, tarde o temprano, quienes están a ambos extremos acabaran conociéndose. Lo conseguí.

Desa(r)marse para volverse a a(r)mar.

JAIL AND JAILER.

I need you like a heart needs a beat.

Cried Bombs

Love your dark side, there are no lights without shadows.

Cuarentena - Kitty Girl

Y al final te das cuenta de que todo consiste en aprender a atar cabos....

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Fast Love

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