Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above.
domingo, 14 de marzo de 2010
Porqué las muejeres que complican mi vida tienen todas el mismo porte? O mas bien...
Porqué a todos los hombres que alguna vez amé les gustan las mismas mujeres?
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