Quisiera ser libre, como ave para volar, como el viento para tomar la direccion que me de la gana, como el mar sin final. Pero naci mujer, y he decidido conformarme con ser solo, como tu. Un simple ser humano.
19 April, 2007
I'm sorry that I fill this way today!!!!
sometimes there is much to say. sometimes there's nothing. but we has to still living, breathing, eating. sometimes there is really much to say, but we not allow to. and sometimes there's a lot, to much to say, but we don't fill like it!. live is just a big plate of shit!