I love that special smell. When the sun shines down. After the rain, I remember how I felt. When I closed the files, where I saved smiles. . I made my bed and packed my gear.
I once was open and one with a traveling heart. I loved with Disregard. And just like the fiction rushing in your riverbed. Arise like applause in my head.
es el opio la flor de la pereza. hasta que llego a ser slo existencia.. el humo de leche muge lento. extendiendo el sabor del universo.. el que nada hace nada teme.
Welcome to my breakfast table this is what you'll find. A different kind of breakfast food that leaves the real ones far behind. What's the fucking deal, all these brand names all around.
Witness a jaded town. Got some champagne for a forty ounce frown. I've worked my theories through. Already half dead and nothing more to lose. . Forget now what we've got.
My baby jumped up this morning, sat on the side of the bed. He said, "I'm leaving you, baby" and this is just what I said. I said, "I can't make you stay if you want to go.