2015-07-13 | 04:22:54
Creature
2015-07-10 | 22:02:34
Grey Gardens
2015-07-10 | 21:23:15
ChromeSp
2015-07-10 | 01:36:26
Y
2015-07-10 | 01:18:00
Plaid
2015-07-08 | 22:25:00
Pablo Neruda. 2
It’s well known that he who returns never left,
so I traced and retraced my life,
changing clothes and planets,
growing used to the company,
to the great whirl of exile,
to the great solitude of bells tolling.
so I traced and retraced my life,
changing clothes and planets,
growing used to the company,
to the great whirl of exile,
to the great solitude of bells tolling.
2015-07-08 | 22:22:00
Pablo Neruda
I spread myself, no question;
I turned over whole lives,
changed skin, lamps, and hates,
it was something I had to do,
not by law or whim,
more of a chain reaction;
each new journey enchained me;
I took pleasure in places, in all places.
I turned over whole lives,
changed skin, lamps, and hates,
it was something I had to do,
not by law or whim,
more of a chain reaction;
each new journey enchained me;
I took pleasure in places, in all places.
2015-07-06 | 21:22:53
Bm