-hello
-Hello!
-What are you doing?
-bored, see you?
-I bathe and come for you
I've known you for two years and you finally write at a time other than 3 am.
I missed you so much that I couldn't react when you arrived
-What are you doing?
We walked around because neither of us could decide where to go, in the end we ended up in the most obvious place. you ordered for both of us.
-And what? Are you still the mystery girl?
never explained more than necessary, like an eyedropper who doesn't want to give too much for fear that it will end too soon.
-If I'm not back by 12:00, can you drop me off with a friend? I can't get there like this.
-relax, enjoy
peace of mind is not something you get when you're with a certain type of person, no matter how real you were or how much I thought you were building me, you were perfect.
-beauty is subjective, I couldn't make a living from politics, you could? my dad is, yuck. i like art, want to see the new tattoos?
you talked for hours and I listened to you taking the promo of the day “una chela y gratis el mezcal” I don't like the crown but that day I was so nervous that I drank them like a grandmother drinking lime tea.
-It's past 12 o'clock, will you stay with me?
typical behavior of typical fuckboy. but no, you're not like that. or if you are, it's because you exist. it sounds corny, but you're not, you're too free to play like that.
-I don't have any dinner, but those pears are delicious.
half of it went away while you were talking about the decoration in your apartment and how much you liked the view that this height gave you.
-You look super fried, film?
we saw your favorite movie, it's the only bad thing of the night, now that someone mentions it, that scene comes to my mind and an urge to watch it five hundred more times to forget that the first time was with you.
-but don't fall asleep! give me a little more time and then again, yes?
i woke up with the warm light on my face and your curls behind me, i had never regretted sleeping as much as i did that time. if i had stayed awake a little longer, maybe we would have talked all night and you would have traumatized me with more than one movie.
-Good morning, shall we sleep a little longer or shall I take you home?
So it's over, you gave everything I needed from you, the drip is over, my interest in you is over.
Photographers: Sim Ouch
I watch videos of the country where I am going to live. I sing Joan Sebastian while I dance like Nathy Peluso and drink like Jenni Rivera. When I'm bored I pick someone from wherever I am to imagine how I would pick them up and try to guess how good they are in bed.