Οκτώβριος 2011

Get out Get out Cause I don’t know what you’re about Get out Get out Cause I don’t know what you’re thinking about Something says leave Just leave Cause I […]

My Angel! Clipped wings, I know. Wanders in darkness, on grimy ground. In a forest, unclean, unsound. Everything, everything’s gone wild. Make land for the cows to graze, leaflets scatter […]