Love me old school


Love me old school, give me your heart and show me your soul.
Love me old school, fill me with roses and sing me love songs.
Love me old school, take my hand and kiss it softly, write me poetry and tell me how much you want me.
Love me old school, open my door and show me you’re the gentleman I’ve always longed for.
Love me old school, dance with me and show me off to the world.
Love me old school, whisper in my ear and tell me all that you feel.
Love me old school, hold me tight as you promise to never let go.

“Love me old school”


Como me dueles Mexico


The increasing level of corruption, injustice and violence that Mexico has reached seems to not have an end. It’s so frustrating and sad to see such a wonderful country be under the control of such ignorant, stupid and corrupt politicians who do not care about the people of their country. I was not born in Mexico but the blood of my mother, grandparents and grate grandparents runs thick through my body and out of my two halves it’s the side that defines me. I want a better Mexico for my people, for the women and men who represent my culture and my family, for my grandma who is still there and alive, for my 13 aunts and uncles who are still there, and my 92 cousins and their kids as they deserve a better future.
This world needs to stop! Why must we continue to torture each other?
We must stop destroying each other the way we do. For we are all human not one better then the other. Humans who will all turn into dust when we finally go. Why do some of us act like the gold we own is what we are made of? Like we are untouchable and indistructable?

Frustrated Mexican;