Drifting Away Like A Feather In Air

Andrew. Italian/British/Mexican. Im really white ironically, typically shy, I enjoy; physics, I love spontaneous adventures, all kinds of music, hanging out with friends, urban decay and urban exploration, I like painting (mainly with oils) and drawing.... most on scrap pieces of paper when im bored, hmm, im not sure what else to put here right now. Drop me a message if you want to know more!

You overtraining motherfuckers make me sick. There aint no such thing as overtraining. Its a myth. It was made up by motherfuckers who want to sit on the couch, look at the tv and eat bonbons all day in their house slippers. You aint afraid of overtraining. Youre afraid of working.

—CT Fletcher

Ive only had like one really big crush. Im sure ive talked about her before on here. I havent talked to her for about a year. Sure, the odd “hey how are things?” message gets thrown around by both of us… but the conversation never sticks. I dont really know why we drifted a part. All I know is that we did. No fights, nothing like that. Maybe our lives just took different paths? I thought she was the one (yes, I said it). She wasnt perfect… nobody is. I find perfection in imperfections. Especially when it came to her. There was just something about her that drove me crazy (in a good way). I loved every moment of it. I truly think that was my first and only experience with love. If you love someone you never loose that love towards them. No matter what. Right? Id still give the World for her. Idk, I just really fucking miss her. Im glad she is still happy though. It makes me happy. I just wish I told her how special she was to me before we drifted a part. That’s one of my biggest regrets.

Did I ever tell you guys my cousin is in a Peruvian prison for 7 years because he got caught smuggling kilos of cocaine out of the country? Do the crime you do the time. Thats all I got to say about that.