“That’s my song.”
“It’s Hendrix’s song.”
“Out of all the lines you could have gone with…you chose the one with my name.”
My name...that's etched in vibrant purple. A sharp contrast to all the black.
“We didn’t need fate or rings in our eyes to know that we belonged to one another. […] And I knew that even death could never tear our souls apart again now.”
“He dejado de ser semilla para convertirme en planta, no sólo en flor. Soy algo completo, sustentable, que resiste plagas y cambios de clima. Tengo raíces que me nutren y una flor preciosa para mostrar al mundo.”
cal blodau for xime 💚