...finito pero no estático depósito del descarado intento de artista que soy...

domingo, 20 de mayo de 2012

por primera vez en esta vida: estoy feliz de ser yo


People is lonely in this wild world...

All of them want to bite you, or at least you get sure of that, somehow

Chains, they appear at any corner.


Just the freedom to leave behind things that aren’t good for you at all.


Just that ability could mean your entire freedom, and happiness

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