30 jul. 2011

Hope is the thing with feathers...

That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.

E.D.

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True Love Will Never Fade




Nobody does it half as good as you.


petite femme fatale


«cogito ergo sum»... siento y ya no existo.










quédate conmigo


where is my fish? (the fish and the bird who fall in love will find no place to build a home in...)


Everything means nothing to me.