hardest thing in life is to call things when you do not bring them to name, is a constant that makes you look inside you are experiences that will nurture, but do not know where to place them at first, because as I say again and again how good it is cataloged, it's just simple.
that simple, not easy, so simple that scares minds at rest.
So many words for so long, all so similar ... from ancient eras fighting for the power of words, asking to speak when you have nothing to say because he forgot what he meant and he stayed in the glory of it.
Only the truth of a being, which will then be taken by each in its way, the same basic color, which mutate into tones and tones mutate so that eventually change its color.
Right.
time ago someone told me the difference between people, stupid, bastards and every day the children of pof view of why ...
Almost too lazy to disharmonious mind, born of the intrigue of why everything is so stopped, it can be.
O can not be ... you know sometimes things because you know, without more, and that's what you do not know
Les is both advance to the rest, it's hard not to walk alone with the crowd making a fuss to the air, by the impotence of not knowing to convey what we think, afraid to think that maybe no one will understand, that fear of loneliness of emptiness without echo with sound.
CH TMLXC
continue growing is so easy with those who are worthy.
CHp;
are my nails in words and mind where the fingers touch his flesh left side to touch the skin cells do not stop being born and grow.
Perhaps by not knowing when no errors in my attitude to those who really matter to me or really what I care about, but never ask if accompanied as well those who are Travelers who make me be a traveler.
C
