viernes, 25 de marzo de 2011


Fuck everybody. Still, my thoughts remain the same: everybody, but never you, although you are the reason I curse and scream in the dark. They all get "fucked" by me because of you, the "never-fucked".

My head is empty and its emptiness hurts. As I close my eyes, I fall into the void, and not only does it greet me, it offers to give me a hand and the kisses and caresses I never got. My heart's desire exists inside of if and I let gravity pull me into it. I am in the abyss and let it take me.

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