(17) basilikum · 28. September 2005
I was walking along a dirty road. Saw nothing special there. I was alone, and was walking just the lonely road. Nobody heard my dying scream; nobody was with me. It made me happy, this lonelyness, the feeling to be alone. I was happy to walk across this dirty road, my road, my life, this place for ...


(2) barank · 15. März um 22:05
(1) Jeane vergibt 10 Klammern · 29. September 2005
''It is just the grow up that make me feel scary'' me ²
the fuck is that no matter how much we are...we will always stay alone with our fear