"It feels like breathing methane.
Throw yourself from skin to skin, and still it doesn't dull the pain.
Vanish like a lipstick trace...
Every cloud is grey, with dreams of yesterday."
Estou com meus ossos acabados. Essa vida fora da minha rotina me deixa acabadinha...
hahaha
enfim, unica coisa qe qeria era meu companheiro e bom velho ~quarto :x
