martes, 22 de septiembre de 2009

He lives confused -as I am as well- but that is because he is secretly searching for peace. Secretly in this forsaken street of illusions, where perversion is disguised in happiness and misery in free will.

I wish I could say I can be his friend, but I cannot. Another lecture I got from life, is that it can be also very cruel. Dear Reeperbahn man, there's no friendship left.

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