You still have no idea how deep it is, do you?
Throwing up like that, for nothing.
You still have no ideia.
'Till the idea makes you throw out your lungs and heart, and tears will fill not your face, but your grace's.
And then you'll realize that you're still too damn eagerly pointed ere something so evil dies.
A Ceiba speciosa e seu espinhos
2 years ago
1 comment:
bem, eu duvido que você esteja falando sobre aquele remédio estranho, azul, que vicia e que da uma sensação boa, tranquilo, relaxado soninho . . ..
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