Repair Siloxane Breasts

the rain. Untitled

I find myself, perhaps to die without feeling quisera to stop looking, I do not want to see the rain fall, my thoughts are my own murderers, now I just have to wait for my old friend.

Where are you, I have no time to talk to you know you take me where my destiny calls us, now just tell me where are you? Breathless


raise my hand to light a cigarette, I should have never learned to think would have been better if it had eyes, now there is only the end of my chapter.

As life ends by turning to the blade.