when is it now

mercredi 5 juin 2013

believe how teeth grow the night gnawing anguish of losing ground, but soon everything will hold like a puzzle, a story of life that normally starts and collapses quickly, we just have time to drop a turd, at the bottom is blue, funny expected, because life is sad, he must laugh from time to time, not all the time, it drives you crazy, man is complex, it works, O wonder, he thinks walking, O wonder, but he can not live without sleep, without food, without water and without love, love it opens itself slowly opens it at the beginning it is completely closed, it does not pass, we received too much love from our parents, so when you meet someone it is a struggle to open up to each other, it becomes open after 20 years together before it is the fun, is not known, then after 20 years it is left as it is open enough to go to other girls that are closed, it promises a beautiful fireworks, but for the moment I n 'no'm still, I'm 19 years old, next year it farts, but how it farts, that's the question, is that I die, is she dies, is we both die, is that we both live apart, each leading his life for his part, could no longer go on like this, the time is past, it is far from the beginning, why continue I'm too hungry for possession of nudity, all these bodies that I would dream to the front, or derrrière I am not yet set, all I know is that my body wants change, new life experience loneliness, meetings, live, live, live

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