I remember

The night I kissed you, I really don’t know ‘til today why I did it. Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was all the pressure I was under. I really don’t know, but believe me I’d never felt something like that before, so in my mind you’re still the best thing that I’ve experienced. … Leer más

Memories: Make art, be art

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There are memories that come and go, flashes in our minds that light up and off, like there was someone inside playing with electricity. They come in the most unexpected moment, sometimes to make us smile and sometimes to make us cry. We tell the same old story over and over, especially when saying it … Leer más