All the film came out blank.
Jealousy is what’s keeping me alive.
Let’s pretend we don’t remember anyone.
She slept joyously engulfed in pillows.
What’s so good about this Friday?!
He’s way hotter in his pictures.
This could be my new future.
Red lipstick will make you badass.
Life isn’t about calendars and schedules.
She was in the pictures once.
The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.
“Love in the Time of Cholera”; Gabriel García Márquez (1927 - 2014)