Words are flowing out like endless rain into a papercup,they slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.
quinta-feira, 21 de fevereiro de 2013
keep your dreams just give me the money
..and when it's not a piece of paper it's just bits of numbers in a computer software...how can THIS rule over the world? how can people live for THIS? How can people kill for THIS?
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