jueves, 18 de noviembre de 2010

NO NOTHING

Some times I just hate this, I just hate this meaning of hating, I just mean this HAITING meaning. I look around and think what is realy hapening when I arrive to that point, music, style, what`s going on, who?, what? I just cant explain how. I can not tell the truth, or lie, and now what. whats the next episode of this. Is there a final desition. something, no meaning, no nothing. just me. no.no.yes. maybe. maybe what? maybe who? maybe when?
one dream, to know exactly, this, this dream. this moment. this everything that acts like the world is going over and over. non stop
just go on. dont stop. dont look back.
think so.
no dudes.

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