P es de Poesía Pendeja.

There was a tiny itch and a tiny light
and they were passing through in the middle of the road,
when you're driving fast things blur in sight
but not in mind.

And there was this one tiny drop
on the back of my knee
and a tiny smile
on the corner of our lips.

But the thought didn't fade
and my pain didn't heal
but the light did pass by;
a fast blur to dismiss,
a quick itch to scratch.

-L.

No, I'm not protein deficient.

Hi, my name is Loretta and today, a year ago, I took one of the best choices of my life: I went vegan.

Yes, I'm vegan. No, I don't eat fish. It's okay if you feel like you could never do that, it's my choice, not yours. Yes, my protein and vitamin intake are great, so are my omegas. 

I took that decision on my own and have struggled but now, after a year of ups and downs and learning and studying an practicing, I'm in love with this lifestyle.

Living in a small town, with very little food choices I did have lots of issues eating out and living with my old-fashioned grandparents and mother, but now that I'm living in a bigger city, with awesome little vegan and organic local shops and really supporting boyfriend and friends, lovely chances and restaurants that have tofu an veggies on their menus—I still don't know who to thank!—, I've come to grow a bit and choose more efficiently.

Maybe it's a vegan thing to learn to love peanut butter, potato fries or mangoes in the morning, soy milk in peppermint tea and tangerines by the dozen. To have a smile on your face every time you cook a meal. To nourish your soul with every bite. To love life in all forms, to feel healthy every night.

Don't get me wrong, I know I'm not perfect; I do drink often and pig out on caramelized popcorn and vegan muffins, but I'm human and stupid and enjoy my binges here and there.

Maybe this is a little too personal, but this is the only place I feel free to burst out with honesty and to share my feelings. 
I'm happy, guys. I feel proud about myself. I worked hard for this and I know that it's a great choice. I get mocked quite often about it, I'm used to that by now—not that I don't wish it didn't happen, don't get me wrong: I have feelings too—, but everyone gets mocked for not following the predesigned path. 

Today I felt like sharing this little sunshine with all of you. I'm really happy and I do hope you are as well. This lifestyle has changed me for good. I wouldn't push anyone into it, that's the fun part: you choose it, it chooses you, no one has rights over your body and you are the only one who decides what to put into it to feel great. I recommend it thoroughly and encourage anyone that chooses to feel healthier and help save the planet—which I do believe in, even if you think it's silly—.

Leonardo Da'Vinci once said “My body will not be a tomb for other creatures.” And that's just one of my favorite quotes ever.

So, without further blabbering, I'll leave some sources for you to check if you're interested or don't know where to begin or wish to mock me for not eating your favorite goodies, feel free to leave me a comment here or anywhere, I'd love to help, I mean it!

I hope whatever you choose to do—Or not to do—, makes you feel great and most of all, makes you happy, complete and in love with life, because it is beautiful.
So very beautiful.

—L.

Useful Sources:

DOCUMENTARIES:
-If Slaughterhouses Has Glass Walls [This one requires a slightly stronger stomach].

BOOKS:
-Skinny Bitch.
-How It All Vegan.
-Veganomicon: The Ultimate Vegan Cookbook

VEGAN BLOGS AND PEOPLE ONLINE:
-Vegan Black Metal Chef. [My boyfriend is an omnivore and LOVES this guy].
-Fully Raw Christina. [If you go that extra step you are a hardcore one and I respect you so much].



Christmas Sorrow.

I had this nightmare on Christmas
and I woke up shaking and sweating
I saw little 6 year-old me,
with her long brown pigtails and her big round eyes
all swollen and tearful
hugging her favorite book of old fairy tales.

I walked straight to her and held her in my arms
and she was crying and sobbing
and I asked her what was wrong.

She looked at me, afraid
and asked where her mommy and daddy were.
And I couldn't bring myself to tell her
how awful it had all gotten
and how lonely she'd get to feel.

Om nom nom.

It's past midnight
and the demons are here
to eat up the small pieces
of happiness I picked up today.
-L.



"I would 
not die 
for you."
Six word love poem.
LorettaRm.

no title

but when you look at me
the cracks in the walls
of my tattered soul
begin to seal themselves
so hold me once more
if you can stomach it, dear.

-L.

ooh.

i got out of your car and i saw my reflection on your window
and there was this tiny beauty mark on the back of my arm
and i'd never seen it before
and i told you about it
and you said you've kissed it a million times
and that's pretty
that you know me that well
and yet
you're still here

-L.