Confession Cent-Trente

You are all the combinations of numbers. life. My wish is to understand lines form shades movement. You fulfill and I receive. Your word travels the entirety of space and reaches my cells which are my stars then goes to yours which are my light.

Frida Kahlo, The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait (Auxochrome — Chromophore)


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