Las ventajas de ser un marginado♥

Creo que me gusta tanto Las ventajas de ser un marginado, tanto el libro como la película, porque Charlie es un personaje tan entrañable y, en ocasiones, inocente, que me hace ver que no sólo hay personas malas en el mundo, sino que también hay Charlies. Personas que lo han pasado realmente mal, que se sienten mal pero que, aún así, ponen la felicidad y comodidad de otros por encima de la suya. Sé que ésto no siempre ha de ser así, que también hay que mirar por uno mismo, pero eso es algo que al final Charlie logra comprender gracias a Sam, y eso es algo precioso. Muestra que ser un "marginado" no tiene por qué ser algo malo, porque siempre hay gente como tú, que te mira y que te valora, aunque tú no lo creas.

El hecho de que su forma de escribir sea tan directa, lo hace inocente, escribiendo siempre lo que piensa aunque eso sea algo raro. El hecho de que le parezca hermosa la hermosura «no convencional» que posee Sam. El hecho de que no quiera a Mary Elisabeth pero que aún así, deje que hable por horas, porque sabe que eso es lo que a ella le gusta. El hecho de apoyar a Patrick y dejar que le besara, sin enfadarse por ello, al comprender que lo está pasando mal.

Creo que me gusta tanto porque me hace comprender que sin los demás no eres nada, que no puedes vivir sólo, sino que tienes que aprender a compartir. Compartir lo que te parece mal también, para que te conozcan y puedan llegar a quererte de verdad.

Me gusta porque muestra un lado de la adolescencia difícil, el lado de no ser igual a la mayoría y aún así tener a alguien con quien compartir, el lado de no hacerse el mártir sino serlo de verdad. Muestra un lado complicado de sobrellevar y, aunque a duras penas, Charlie lo hace, con ayuda de sus amigos. Muestra el lado malo de tenerlos, y es que cuando se van, aunque en este caso sólo es por un no muy largo periodo de tiempo, dejan un vacío condenadamente enorme y desolador. 

Me gusta porque muestra una realidad que, aunque no la mayoría, algunos sufren, y hay que aprender a mirar a los demás sin juzgarlos por lo que parecen, porque nunca sabes qué puede esconder tras ese libro que siempre lleva consigo, tras esa miniflada y maquillaje, tras esos piercings y tatuajes o tras esa ropa holgada.




Muestra lo que es sentirse «infinito».

The perks of being a wallflower/ The suicide poem ♥

“Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog.

And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo.

And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's.

And he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn".

Because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint

And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed.

When he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.


Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A.

And a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went.

And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her.

But he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly.

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing".

Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.”

The perks og being a wallflower.

Love letter xx ♥

Come sit beside me, look at the stars, we'll count them, let them feel insecure. Let us become irrevocable symbol of love, find peace in the other, we love our imperfections and we will make them perfect and beautiful. Kiss me like no one else can and I'll give you everything I am.

Imagine for a while you don't have to answer to anyone, my love, where would you go? What song would you like to hear? The only thing you can't choose is the fact of being with me or not, 'cause I wanna be the one to will take you to the place of your dreams, and I want to be the one who will whisper the lyrics of that song that makes you feel so fine.
I don't know why I'm asking this, because I know you would go to our beach at night, and illuminate our stay with moon and two orange candles. I know you want to listen "You and I, we don't wanna be like them, we can make it 'til the end, nothing can come between you and I".
I also know that the first time you told me you loved me, you turned me, without you knowing it, at the happiest man in the world. I know I'm a mess, and I make more mistakes than successes, but also know that you saved me from myself countless times. And I just hope that someday I can help you as you, the guy with the most beautiful green eyes that my own have seen ever, did it to me. I love you.


S.