i really don't want to loathe nor think of possibilities, im not obsessing about it. i just need to hear and to be heard. to speak and be spoken to, that's all.. and that all comes in time.

this reminds me of my uncle's house when I was growing up. 

 funny.

 another one.

 this is just very sweet, it makes me smile.

 epic

 shiiiit...

 the fucking man.

oh baby. the chin up gives me that solid, confident, but also tingling feeling. sup.

"Con un poco de gracia y arte, consigues la que quieras. 

Soy Andaluz, lo llevo en la sangre."

- Antonio Perea Sanchez (un amigo de Antequera)

made my morning.

one day, my walls here in paraguay will probably look like this.

funny.

"Absence makes the heart grows fonder/ Fondness makes the absence longer/ Length loses my interest, I'm a realist, I'm insatiable."

 let's have breakfast.

sometimes, my head goes like this for this particular person.

I miss the great soil and good soul of Virginia...

You know the story of the poor man who prays to God asking for him to win the lottery? 

Goes like this...

One day a poor guy prays to God, asking for him to win the lottery.
He did this everyday. Prayed for hundreds of days, several of years, to win the lottery.
Nothing happens.
'Til one day he realized and asked himself, "Why have I not won the lottery? I have been praying for all these years now..."
God finally spoke to him and said, "Son, buy a ticket."

I came across this story from somewhere I don't remember. It's great to be reminded...

Lovesick