quinta-feira, março 22, 2012


The purpose of this being

Some people were not born to be happy, for happiness is not something that they could ever recognize or appreciate. Could this be true? I only want you to be happy. A woman prosperous on joy. That's all i wish, with all the strengh of my body and soul. That's all i shout out loud to the winds and waters. For you to be healthy and enjoy the good things, the little things. I need you so much, don't walk away on me.

The end of the world has come. It is all falling down already, the houses, the trees. I don't know where to turn to or where to hide and nohone can save me, not even myself. There's no hiding in hell.