lunes, enero 31

El ansiolítico aplacó una de tus tantas crisis..


Gente que habla Sola.

Sometimes there's a
small chance of get away. Get away from everything, altough if you can't see te way out, there's always a sparkle of insanity calling out your name, something like
"come on, there's a better way, even better than sanity".
And you feel like a Lion in the mountain, with all the sun rays and the wind in your long hair... Yeah, that would be good.