(Photo: Eating in Translation)
Mi vino falso (my false wine). This beverage is what dreams are made of. This, a firm love of MGMT, and one really badass poem I wrote... Those are pretty much the only good things I can recall getting out of my relationship with my ex.
Luckily, I can now sip this wonderful refresco mejicano (Mexican refreshment) without thinking about how disgusting my first kiss was.
Suck it, ese.
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