Día de los muertos – Day of the dead 
by me

Celebrate your vices, esta vida la tenemos prestada. (This life is loaned to us)
Celebrate the ones that are no longer with us, we have all cried for them.
We will soon dance with them in the foggy clouds.
They live on within our prayers.
They dance around and spin with our thoughts.
With sugar and bread and skull faces threads
there is nothing to be afraid.
We will be happy for them instead.
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dos peas in a pod
Marla | Me
When Fight Club came out, one of my close friends from college called me Marla. I love her.
Palahniuk’s version, and Rio’s version.

Qué paso — ciggies y booze, salúd!