domingo, 24 de mayo de 2009

the aeroplane flies high and ... memoirs.

If I knew where I was going I would already be there
I wish I had more time.
Judicious, beautiful, uh, demented, whatever.

I’ve always been afraid to die, but I think I’m more afraid to live

as opposed to last year's

I'd rather die terrified than live forever.

Or, was it 2 years ago?

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