Gracias vacaciones.

I finally can sleep.

By the way... A veces escribo como en mi cabeza

I will make a song of how beautiful you are.

I'm smiling.


I love the ghost in the middle of the street. Begging me to look. Asking me to stay.
Tonight is the middle of the day. The center of the dream. I’m in the cloud beneath the fallen. The misrouted past of nowhere. The tear among the floor. The mist, the tree.
Stay with me. Rest with me. Sleep with me. Share with me. Die with me.

Clueless world.
Dreamless pagan.
Rootless indeed.
Secrets apart. A-part of life.


I’m your pattern written of the wet old floor.
I’m safe now. Forevermore.

Love has forgotten all past. All thorns. Odd Worlds.


Silence.


Je t'aime mon petit ami. :)

hair like air.

You're my blueberry pie.

Se acerca el día donde lo usual se acaba.
Se acerca el momento de confirmarlo.
Experimentar nuevas cosas, saber que no estamos frente al mismo río.

Y es que si no pienso lo que pienso no merece la pena hacer lo que estoy haciendo.




almost/4mois, jet'aime. :)