Andres Machin

How I want to die….. I’ve been in love several times. Big love. All encompassing overwhelming head over heels, in love. Its a feeling akin to the best drugs and maybe even the most exciting kind of fear. I want to die from that feeling. I want love to kill me. Not break me or destroy me, but to kill me and sweep me up inside of it until I burst. How I want to be remembered… I want a fucking party. Not for me, but for all of my friends and family. I want to be remembered as sort of grouchy, kind of cool,(maybe remember me as cooler than I am) a little pervy, and full of love for my friends and family.