Friday, December 14, 2007

Now I'm a fat house cat... 

Like a solder, spying a house and no ocean between it and me, just a couple of stories of a big hard dead mentality. Enrolling histories, Finishing loyalties, tasting the sounds of the adult lies, like friendship by money or the lies about love looking for the best end, I'm in a preview of my happiness This time I'll change my language just to be with you in our long trip... Remember I'll die first so wake up of this bed, be with me.

 Yours

El Artista y el Fragmentado, 23/10

“But the grease and the felt, those that I absorbed and understood so thoroughly like Descartes understood he existed “I think therefore I...