Quisiera creer que nada es normal, pero el sistema me esta sometiendo.
20.10.09
Dear Die-ary
I stared, motionless, before the mirror. As always, I stayed until I'm convinced that there is no glass, nothing, separating me from the room I see on the other side. I imagine that everything is different. Over there. Better. There are people, in that world, who I would like. But, like always, my hand hits the glass. I know that if I'd only waited one more second... Shit. I'm gonna go kill a party clown.
“cuando la primera vida existió, yo estaba allí esperando. Cuando la última vida muera, mi trabajo se habrá terminado. Pondré las sillas sobre las mesas, apagaré las luces, y cerraré el universo tras de mi, cuando salga”.
20.10.09
Dear Die-ary
I stared, motionless, before the mirror. As always, I stayed until I'm convinced that there is no glass, nothing, separating me from the room I see on the other side. I imagine that everything is different. Over there. Better. There are people, in that world, who I would like. But, like always, my hand hits the glass. I know that if I'd only waited one more second... Shit. I'm gonna go kill a party clown.
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Está padrísimo.
:D
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