If you ask me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you; I came to live out loud.

~ Emile Zola

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Darlene Pineda

via Facebook... Did you ever lie down to have a quick short nap and wake up a few hours later with something dead in your mouth and the feeling of having barely escaped an apocalypse? With a weird pattern etched in your cheek and memories of something fleeting but important slowly being erased? That. That is what just happened.

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