21.7.10

père-lachaise



até em paris te procurei na cara dos desconhecidos.

8.7.10

if i killed myself right now
wouldn't it be perfect?
all traces of your scent
would just disappear forever
and my screams would rage
free.



fuck.

4.7.10

five eggheads & subliminal messages

i could find a better use for this



i was blowing kisses to a dead candle
whilst breathing, sunken, the remnants
of a visceral decadence.

i miss you, you know?
dying every moment inside of you
and so it is I am beholding
and so it is I am nothing

dearest,
remember the profile of our death.
we shattered.

2 concertos,
prokofiev & stravinsky

29.6.10

provavelmente vou mudar de blog.