there is nothing left.

you say they will get you anyway.

stacked on top with your brother's.

every time i hear this song it means something different.

she paints me blue.

we're on the run.

i guess i'm looking for the right things to call pretty.

as its meant to be.

mexicanyogavaca was amazing. too precious for words, really. it renewed the light in my heart and instilled a confidence in my mind. ever person who i interacted with left me with the same underlying messages: listen to yourself, believe in your intuition, follow your heart, and know that everything happens exactly as its meant to be. always.

all your little molars cracked in the pressure.

broken horse.