Eu sei que é perfeitamente normal, mas how come I get so opposite, clashing, strong, antagonistic feelings?
Eu estou/sou uma contradição tão forte que me assusto/a. A visão externa deve ser uma bipolaridade homérica, mas suddenly it seems so naturaly complementary.
Well, can't believe it has been almost a year. Lie, I can. Almost a year I was declared dead.
Can't believe, yet, it has been almost two years and I still haven't listen quelque choses comme ça.
It was here, I was here.
Thought that song had healed me, but I guess it is a deeper kind of issue. Whatever, now, I'm late.
[ouvindo Werewolf, por Cocorosie]
[ouvindo Way Down, por Tori Amos]
[ouvindo Debris, por The Gathering]
[ouvindo Machine Gun, por Portishead]
[ouvindo Not For Sale, por Cocorosie]
E sendo mais um clichê.

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