MI BLOG
Escribo (medio raro) para entenderme.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt...
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth."...
Por qué ya no nos oímos, y qué exige volver a escuchar...
No te despides del lugar. Te despides de lo que fuiste ahí...