Freedom

Freedom
No es sorprendente. No es incorrecto. No es inmoral. No es "atroz".

Prison

Prison
Dali? No idea, but's cool indeed.

domingo, 28 de junio de 2009

Say hi.


'I cant hold on.
Without some fear ur sinkin in.'

I cant seem to be able to see anymore.

I love you, hun.
I really, really loved you. Love you. Will love u.

But... Im foreseeing.... I wont be able to last too long.
I wont be able to hold on to u. I wont cling to u.
I'll never feel sth else that this.
This emptynes....
Inside? Inside there's not a thing. I cant clearly remmember a lot of stuff.
I can barely tell I was a child, and went to school, and had some fellows.
Im almost supossing.
Cuz I have no memories. Thats why I only live present. Thats why I cant think with future in mind...

Theres no future when theres no past.

I....
Well, maybe Im lying.
Lets believe Im lying.
After all, everything I do need is the bleeding stuff. Not the killing stuff.
^^U

Ill have to buy another one. -.-

Love u hun. And I do really hope ull be on time.
Ifs not so... Well, maybe ull find this little corner in the web that belonged to me.
My only thing ever.

Say hi to mom., hun.
Love you~~~ (L)

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