I've outgrown my own imagination and spent my youth on what was not yet needed.
Maybe an escape will steal from the present the little bits of the past i've left behind.
Here i'll be cheerful, imaginative and cheifly inconsistant. I might get gloomy though...
Hopefully untied to myself.
Friday, December 04, 2009
A daimond in the rough
Just as bad seeds grow in beautiful gardens, you can sometimes find a gorgeous soul amongst corrupted minds.
Variety such a beautiful burden... Synonymous to existance...
3 comments:
si, algunas almas sencillas andan por ahi...
Me refería a la persona que me acudio con lo del carro público.
a eso me refería... :P
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