17.1.09

EBI ROLL

A mim não importa ser a sombra
quando você é a figura
...



La encontré frente al sakura, pequeñita, desnutrida y a punto de ser atropellada, aun así no me dejaba agarrarla.



Y sigue igual de salvaje y cautivadora.

12.9.08


7.9.08

I would be the fissure of your window. That insignificant place where the air whistles with passion while you write.

-she thought

The storm remind her that he was the one.
The storm remind her that he wasn't the one.

Dust…coughs. Wheels…noise. Steps…tracks.

it has come...


the time



24.8.08

Cuál era ésa imageninmediata en mi mente al despertar y mi último pensamiento antesantes de dormir?