Map - We didn't know we were making some fucking memories

We laughed too loudly, we got sunburned, we shared lukewarm beers, we loved each other without thinking too much about it. ­ And yet, damn it... They were fucking memories. The real ones. Those who come back when everything slows down. The ones that sting a little when it rains. 📏Format: A6 — small but packed like a suitcase full of flashbacks 📄 Paper: 300g — soft to the touch, rough like a heart that remembers 🖨️ Printing: Front with sweet memories, back with address and stamp space, and space to write your memories As a gift or for yourself when: You realize a little too late that it was magical You want to tell someone: "You mattered. Fuck yeah."You want to freeze a moment that is already disappearing