viernes, 21 de agosto de 2009

Días de sol, cuando las ganas se transforman en sudor saliendo por tu piel, derramandose despiadamente. Los días, rapidos o lentos. Talvez deberias tomar un poco autoestima en mineral o pila en energetico.

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This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. These lungs are empty, these eyes are blind.
This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. But I'm here.. </3

they come back!

they come back!
You are my heroes and though the world is ended, it was a not changed. I love them. 'Oh Glory' :D

the next song ♥