A long time ago, the simplicity of my thoughts began to dissolve... now, wired to the ground I can smell the delightful waves of mental perturbations, avoiding illness, confuse and reasons to kill yourself.
Friday, April 29, 2005
Question of the day... (Diary post)
Hasta dónde volarías, si por tú ventana te tentara el viento...? Where would you fly, if by the window the wind would tempt you...?