SPT AR Ariel Natal, ou sobre minha independência. Ultimamente ando meio cabisbaixo, alcoólatra, tomado por um profundo e degenerativo tédio. Deito em minha cama na noite de uma sexta-feira…
AR ariel Big Sir and Little Miss A gust of wind had hit people fast From a man not in their level When they passed by and glanced back Their eyes met with his buckle
HUM AR ariel G.O.A.Tsssss I wasn’t around goats that much as a child. By goats, I don’t mean the greatest of all time. I refer here to that carefree, cud-chewing…
AR ariel selam ariel “I write only because there is a voice inside me that will not be still,” der Sylvia Plath.
