Los días rojos son terribles y en esos momentos lo único que me viene bien es ir a Tiffany's, porque nada malo me puede ocurrir allí.

cuando se acabe este rock, cuando cometa un crimen, cuando nos queme la ambición.

``con pocas ganas de pensar y muchas de reir´´

domingo, 4 de diciembre de 2011

``all i need is a sign from you, that you think of me. cause if you don’t just please say so. i know that you know that i know what i want.and i also know that it sounds crazy baby. but i’m afraid, i got to confess. i don’t want, my smile to cover my pain, one more again. i’m sick of tears. and i do not want to play games anymore, but then is when i just realize i’m already stuck in a fucking game, since a very long time.´´ 

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