Trying to understand the world to expand your mind and lose detail, is a waste of time. At first glance, something that could mean different things, just take me to a conslusion , I 'm the only one that underlines their tracks over and over to keep it available to you , no one else follows me, no one else cares.
The nights are longer , steal the time of day, is better, less agony for me.
Happiness is so cold in those images, the irony of those old lies that you told , and probably now you tell in that new life. Another write history, as I just mentally rewrite mine.
It 's time to break the final sheet and start writing a new book .
That´s the way it is for normal living beings.
Loogier 04/01/2015 -08:18 p.m.
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