Tuesday, November 27, 2007

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I think it all started this morning. It was 2 am and smoking naked in my backyard. In the distance could be heard chanting phrases Daniel F dressed for the occasion and the sky fell on my icy drops.

How not to be sad if the air is floating words like "hope is this shit colors" and "needed a hug, I needed a bullet" if even the angels were crying and the smoke from my cigarette penetrated my brain trying all my happy memories blur?

Maybe it just a sad reluctant, desperate thoughts Intermittent appear and disappear from our lives, like the people we love.

I think it all started two months ago, a happy night when my mind she decided to go to hell and made me more shit. The ups and downs of his inconstancy damaged more than one, they were all me.

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