I'm amoth,butterflypretending,playing ina kaleidoscope ofcolors. Invisible existence , phantom standingin thepandemonium. Around memypainfulscreams and monochrome, so I tear out the heart in order to live. T h a n k s.
Rain spoiled my plans for the day, with the result that I remained at home, rather than go for a refreshing walk to recharge with positive energy before work tomorrow. So I spend my time on the blissful laziness.
I wantall people sendto the devil.My existencenowmakes me sick. Myvariablenaturejustwoke upandI want towasheverything that moves. AndI want tosleepforever, but firstgive me alot of money. I couldfill thepocketsdisgustingwhat I want.
Finally, I have coveted the gems Rock and Read #33 and Ongaku to Hito, that will adorn my little collection. Yet, so many elements in it have not, but dont know where I find a money. Even though shipments are bitches, that absorb me most money, although the contents of the package is always worth the money. All I wait for release exclusively an album [DIVISION] ♥