9 maggio 2008

What's strange in the air ?
I know, you.
Why ?
Friendship.
Oh yes, why not.
Bullshit.
I'm working on my "because".
The same questions, different answers.
All time.
I have to fight against my ghosts.
You, You, fabulous ghosts.
My destiny.
You & I.
Too words.
Too smiles.
Too pain.
Fuckin' pain !
Tonight I'm going to meet my monkey.

Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey

And shut up !
Fuckin' bastards

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