Felipe AcostainAll the lonely peoplePabloHe was still hearing those voices in his head when he arrived to the plaza. He believed going out might help. It didn’t, but at least it…Oct 5, 2020Oct 5, 2020
Felipe AcostaLetters to AlexThe beauty on your face is seldom inspiration, seldom obsession. Something pretty in the end.Oct 3, 2020Oct 3, 2020
Felipe AcostaI found you nonethelessI was once a sad boy who would tear apart his skin to feel something.Sep 29, 2020Sep 29, 2020
Felipe AcostaRead this upon a crisisA guide to avoid and prematurely end any and all episodes of despair.Sep 25, 2020Sep 25, 2020
Felipe AcostaOn StanfordWe all have ideas of what success looks like. For everyone it comes in different images and definitions; for me it was a school in Palo…Sep 21, 2020Sep 21, 2020
Felipe AcostainLife of a DropoutMy time inside Memorial ChurchLast December I had the pleasure to meet the Stanford campus in Palo Alto, as well as the insides of Stanford’s Memorial Church.Sep 21, 2020Sep 21, 2020
Felipe AcostainLife of a DropoutOn PainIn many ways, my life has been a story about the many shapes of pain and the ways it sets the rules for the game we play to not play.Sep 15, 2020Sep 15, 2020
Felipe AcostainLife of a DropoutOn panic attacksThis is story has been brought to you via a panic attack.Sep 11, 2020Sep 11, 2020
Felipe AcostainAll the lonely peopleAndrewI know this table. This floor. All of them I know too well… Or at least I knew.Feb 7, 2020Feb 7, 2020
