at the beach in mexico
written on Thursday, July 23rd, 2009
i am living my phantasies, my lies, my ecstacy, i am living everything people asked me to avoid to do, i decided just to do it, without getting hurt or hurting other people, i gave myself the permission to forget who i am, was, so i am now among the palm trees and glasses of mezcal and i will die in your arms, and never return. 