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, May 27, 2005
Question of the day... (Diary post)
Has tenido la impresión de que tú tiempo se termina...? Had you had the impresion that your time is going over...?