quinta-feira, 22 de setembro de 2005

Cross my heart and hope to die.

Fuck. There is no use for the white umbrella.

Drop a note on a window and stay still.

Get into the house.

Stay still.

Get out of the house.

No will to sustain.

Those words will stay.

Beware of the hopping hippos.

Hope is so full of an immense light.

We shall overcome. Eventually. One day.