viernes, 22 de junio de 2007

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Deposito a la espera, sin retorno, no. La extrañaban. Miss me and cry the old tears in your brain that can't go for a walk to happyland. Of course, i'm stupid, of course i'm not a martir, of course i'm not a genius, of course i'm not a friend, of course i'm not a son, of course i'm pretty little in this ground. But the flyes, my love, the flyes and the dust and the food of a week layng under the bed, and the dogs, the dogs barking all day long, bitting our feet! Of course i'm nothing, but what it's this? I'd rather be nothing than belong here. And no, i'm not nothing, but this walls, yes, this WALLS, are so strong. I do not! (DO NOT) REFuse ABuse Rape your childrens and wife, take your money and your credits cars, take your cars, take your house, take your lawyer, take your hair, take your theeth. Take me too, and yes, he take the hole world and eat it in the breakfast. A little run by the road, a little walk downstairs, a little drawn in the pool.

Lamentablemente no existe idioma para lo que tengo ganas de decir, o tal vez si, pero mi ignorancia lo desplaza. Existe un vaho de consecuencias no muy productivas y dañinas a agentes externos, a socios aduaneros, a negros narcotraficantes, a Tom. RAyado el disco ligamos el don a las cuerdas a las maquinas a los ruiditos a a a a a a.
Do you remember a child named Gerard? I do.

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