Behind my smile, there's a story
you would never understand.

For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation. I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: That each protects the solitude of the other. This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: The more they give, the more they possess.

— Rainer Maria Rilke

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I like simple things. Art, being alone,
or with somebody who understands.

Whether I win or lose, I fight alone.

Sometimes it's not the person who change,
it's the mask that falls off.

There are no mistakes; every situation
has something to teach me.

Make her feel like art.

She was not fragile like a flower;
she was fragile like a bomb.

Middle class values make me sick.

From Sinaloa; with love.

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