« And you know it’s time to go through the sleet and driving snow across the fields of mourning to a light’s in the distance And you hunger for the TIME.
It’s how you look, and how you feel You must have a heart of steel. Why do I keep fuckin’ up? »
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Nightingale Sing us a song Of a love that once belonged…

Abril 15, 2008

‘..é preciso livrar-se do mau gosto de querer estar de acordo com muitos.’
(f. nietzsche)

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