3 de noviembre de 2010

With my head in my shoulder but my mind in the air, trying to catch a flying ballon of nothingness ready to get high, daring to place myself in a bigger shoe, high-heell, ribbon on a side, pink and flirty. Closing my eyes and finally giving myself into, diving into the air, bunging jumping into invisible arms. I for once will let my weight be carry. And I don't know anything, I just can't tell what is next, but I embrace myself into the loop.











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