| December 14, 2016

Hurt was my Blackbird. meets wounded, not hretorno, the disdain, the indifference, meaningless to live ‘ ‘ The monitoring will diriaser a small price to pay for my peace of spirit ‘ ‘ Before it dreamed, found shelter Protection Shelter In the onrico space In the telluric force; at the moment, meeting the oceanodesconhecido one, […]


| July 8, 2016

River. why all suburban ones jumped in that point? Because the hard one was not to go, but it was to come back, tired, loaded of some surplus of the provisions, with the splintery coasts of the heat of that wonderful Sun, that it sly, did not leave itself to feel, because it wanted that […]