fink’ of smog’..
think of him. of that. no want to be anywhere than here. eyes in loch of stars between my mountains. nowhere.
no place to go.
effronté on août 29th, 2012 @ 06:49:
Shit of english.
Come here, vénus shine in first morning color!
And an old french lover
nanar le barbare on août 29th, 2012 @ 09:09:
Your bookshop isn’t real?
It’s Your dream!!!
Dream must be!
« Never, give up on your dream!!! »
(superbe histoire et superbe chanson de Rod stewart en 1986.)
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