not the nightmare that scares you awake, but the beautiful dream that makes you hate your own existence.
Over time, the curse transforms. It stops being the knife that separates you from your life. It becomes the compass that guides you through it. la maldicion de los suenos
And the cruelest part? You cannot stop dreaming. not the nightmare that scares you awake, but
Because dreams are supposed to be fuel. But when they are too powerful, too pure, they become poison. They show you a paradise you cannot enter. They give you a key to a door that does not exist. la maldicion de los suenos