This is a piece I've had in mind for a couple of days and I decided to sit down before commission work and to take a jab at the idea. We have many conversations both fun and serious and among the many, we have talked about our pasts and how they left us to be. The thing about the past is that its meant to stay there, sure it helped raise and shape us but it doesn't define who we are. You tell me you grew up and developed not caring about shit but I see you care about your friends, me, and your family despite what is thrown at you. You're the most compassionate man I've ever met in my life and its an honor to be able to be a part of your life and to feel that love and care from you. I've said it myself many times before...but we aren't broken, we're golden.

I love you Octavio, I'll always hold you up if you fall and I know you'll do the same for me 💛