Johann Wolfgang Goethe

"Cuán insensato es el hombre que deja transcurrir el tiempo estérilmente."

Saturday, January 14, 2012

There will always be things that reason doesn't undertand, however, a demarcation of me, knows why. She just censorship to keep the secret. I love the uncertainly, that lies in my being, like the waves of the sea: you never know what size they'll be. Just waiting to be huge and sparkling, to completely be cover of salt, and breathe deeply to leave them. 

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