Talking about love can be one of the most common, sad, happy or frustrating things in life, yet we always seek to focus on our complexes and helplessness.
I do not defend the idea that love is always beautiful, nor the most wonderful thing in this world, it sucks and fucks you up, but it is the responsibility of each being to allow how much each dagger of emotions hurts you, since at the end of it all you get screwed by excess of love and you are the luckiest being in the world or you die in an uncomfortable silence of mental dancing shadows.
Photographers: Anne-Sophie Landou
Faithful believer of the flying spaghetti monster. Nocturnal animal hunter of adventures. I'm from Juarez but I live in la pendeja.