moments
I make my fruits
Just let my flowers bloom and if this season I will hang with just a few fruits it does not matter. Trust, how I long
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moments
Float – Travel notes from Peru.
There is a vast lake hidden behind this glass window blurred of rain. I bought a pair of white wool gloves which leave the tip
Colombia
Together
A year ago, I looked at the mirror and felt distressed. If I am so angry seeing the me in the mirror wearing hateful eyes,
Colombia
Noventa
It’s storming outside. As the rain mumbles loudly, we come together like sailors, rocking along with our ship in high waves. We are sitting on
Colombia
My never-previously-hand-washed white linen shirt
Juli mentioned something two days ago that stayed with me: “I like to play when I feel I deserve it”. I spent a couple of
personal
Say yes.
The smell of your sweat is on me, and I embrace the way I am triggered. I extend myself through you. In conflict, I sense