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.
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Free form study of empty ties. Lovely friendship lost in the swaying sea of missed calls and lost meetings. The sound of red would seem to be indistinctly eerie or sublime depending on your mood.... Which would make us think interpretation is everything.
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Isn't it? Most times?... oh well, so little do I know.
te quiere, te quiere...
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