Pasa, de repente, y me sorprende constantemente, que mis nociónes de belleza no son lo que esperaba, y me gusta. Cuando volteo y veo a alguien que me rompe algo adentro, por ser tan único y exquisitamente bello, y sufro un poquito, tal vez por que nunca seré aquel al que observo o quizá por que su individualidad es cási divína.


It happens, occasionally, and constantly surprises me, that my notions of beauty aren't what I expected, and I like it. When I turn around and I see someone who breaks something inside of me, by being so beautiful and exquisitely unique, and I suffer just a little, perhaps because I will never be whom I observe or maybe because their individuality is almost divine.