I might dont know how to spress myself in another language...
If I have been something before it doesnt matter or I cant even remmember
but this world taste as gall!
it seems Im one silly thing in the whole world that think that the
TRUE LOVE
exists! silly me I know...
there's no such I think at list for me...
Maybe run way of the pain is my only solution...
I get hurt when people talk, my friends or wheever I got out of my cave!
MAYBE Im the one crazy. maybe
but one thing I know its true
IT hurts to different, It hurts seach for you,
It hurts to be myself
quarta-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2011
segunda-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2011
.círculos.
Foto: Dasha Yastrebova
Era imaginado um algo remoto-distante:
cercado por névoa, coberto por um mar furioso.
Ali chovia há dias, e assim proseguiria por um período longo e cansativo.
- A decepção é ilustrada em memórias líquidas...
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