terça-feira, 12 de outubro de 2010

10 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

someone is in love with someone?

Martini disse...

I bet there's a lot of kids in love right now... but none here.

unfortunatly. another day alone at home.

Anônimo disse...

Why don't you undress your war suit and throw yourself in real life?
Surrender now and lay down your weapons, girl!

Martini disse...

boy... nobody get's I'm harmless as a house pet lost in the woods.

there ain't no weapons at all.

only fear.

Anônimo disse...

Grab some friendly hand and leave there!
You know you can do it, without fear.

Martini disse...

it's not the lack of friendly hands that is keeping me from leaving anywhere. Is my mind.

I wish I could run over it, I wish I had more time, I wish I could turn back years, I wish I'd never leaved my self alone for someone else, I wish I didn't had a deadline.

But everything is still massed up. As this conversation.
Who the hell are you?

Anônimo disse...

Another messed up soul. This is not drama, only fact.
We are in the same situation, I guess.
And anonimity makes me feel stronger. It's a shame, but a fact too.
Wish you good luck, girl.
Now I'll go back to Mars.

Martini disse...

Being massed up ain't no fucking drama... gosh, I'm felling a damn kreep faggot about all this.

And kid, there ain'r no need to feel bad about showing up, not even if I were queen of... of wherever. anonimous just makes you look week and...

WHY THE FUCKING HELL ARE WE TALKING BLODI ENGLISH ANYWAY?

Anônimo disse...

English makes it look fancy. I think.
You post in English and receive English comments too. That's the way it works.
Well, starship is rising to the skies. Maybe we'll meet here again, in this gray days.
Farewell, dear.

Martini disse...

oh yeah... nothing as fancy as an english conversation... haha
already?
working?

you farewell.