I'm fine. Thank you.
You're fine. Thank you.
Hello to the world. Hands up high. High and low.
I think I'm going crazy.
I think I'm just exhausted.
I think I'm sick of you.
Don't think too much. It's simple.
I'm looking for you beneath this star-lit sky.
I'm looking for you, and I don't know where to stop.
Such a beautiful night. The clock goes on.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Pablo Neruda
I love you as certain things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
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