amor a la mexicana
You can be the pepper, I’ll be the salt.
You can be the pepper, I’ll be the salt.
“while the sun yet shines, do all you can”
she’s whiskey in a teacup
“I don’t believe timing. It’s now or never, there’s no in between. ”
Best description for my feelings towards NYC: “about time for the craziness of Times Square to stop wowing me. I mean, I feel like home, know where is what. Where my phone beeps for wi-fi or we can find a decent toilet.”
That moment when the flight attendant comes to you and says “we have only beef left”, then you finally get how your own guests feel. But hey, I found out where is the pineapple everyone is asking for.
If it makes your soul smile like crazy, does it matter how much it makes you cry?
Never have regrets, follow your heart.
This was just the last chapter. To a new shiny blank page.
I was told, I’m too busy running after love.
When you think it’s difficult not knowing what you want, wait until you know whom you want, then it gets messy.