lunes, 10 de noviembre de 2008

a ellos les viene bien lo efimero, la alegria vaga, vacia y sin sentido. debe ser que no existe otra alegria mas que la vaga, vacia y sin sentido. debe ser por eso que nunca fui alegre.

jueves, 28 de agosto de 2008

I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.

I know that starting over is not what life's all about, but my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud.