Don’t know you. At all. But, But, But…( and yes: maybe you are so fucking stupid)
I think I’m in love with you, seriously.
My flag: a third world one
My trauma: the salty effectiveness of communication
My sport: friendship nights (thanks to my local bank)
My song: Let down, by RadioHead.
My question: What were you thinking when you masturbate listening to Radiohead?
My question (B) : How old were you then?
My written: the connection between insanity and killing time as a normal person
My map: a city with one million parks
My plot: you will always get lost in any park
My discovery:this is a park, but it does not look like a real one
Nothing, nada, nara, zero, “0”. Y después, no se le puede inhibir. Teclear. Mover sus ojos.
God: I want to download images forever. Please keep my HD healthy, strong and loyal. Squirt your faith over us.