Barceloneta
La Sagrada Familia
Mercat de la Boqueria
Park Güell
somehow, I joined 10 Irish guys on their stag....awesome guys!
Montserrat
Fondacio Joan Miró
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I want to invite this so-called chaos that you think I dare not be
About me
- Isa
- the melancholic optimist talkative & quiet, restless & lazy
Some books
- Frank McCourt: Angela's Ashes
- Hugo Hamilton: The Speckled People
- J. S. Foer: Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
- John Irving: A Widow for One Year
- Salman Rushdie: Midnight's Children
- Stephen King:Hearts in Atlantis
Some fillums
- - Memento
- - The Prestige
- - Everything Is Illuminated
- - The Wind That Shakes The Barley
- - Thank You For Smoking
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sheets of paper, an overdose
which doors to open or to close
afterwards, some quiet bliss
did not involve a single kiss
maybe retreat, but not too far
return to eternal atha cliath
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sheets of paper, an overdose
which doors to open or to close
afterwards, some quiet bliss
did not involve a single kiss
maybe retreat, but not too far
return to eternal atha cliath
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For the photographer
it was like a flake,
and so damn pretty,
she asked you to take,
what you couldn't give,
one might cast pity.
cruelty's been acquired,
such unique harmony,
them vainly admired,
peeled the onion,
that leaves just me.
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and so damn pretty,
she asked you to take,
what you couldn't give,
one might cast pity.
cruelty's been acquired,
such unique harmony,
them vainly admired,
peeled the onion,
that leaves just me.
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Out of boredom
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Jessica in hell with burning stones
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Jessica in hell with burning stones
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whiter than a wall
wider than a door
running through a mall
in clothes to please a whore
it did not start in fall
not trusted like before
you wished for someone tall
and now your feet are sore
disgusted by it all
and detached from the core
hoping for that call
because you still want more
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whiter than a wall
wider than a door
running through a mall
in clothes to please a whore
it did not start in fall
not trusted like before
you wished for someone tall
and now your feet are sore
disgusted by it all
and detached from the core
hoping for that call
because you still want more
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.....
......
clinging to a date
another trick of fate
claws around an appointment
emotions to obliterate
never needed it more
(just once before
the first time, that is;
a victim or a whore)
he who knows
or he who's there
he who does not mind
and do I even care
......
clinging to a date
another trick of fate
claws around an appointment
emotions to obliterate
never needed it more
(just once before
the first time, that is;
a victim or a whore)
he who knows
or he who's there
he who does not mind
and do I even care
--
good bye
bye bye
and i forgot the phrase
two years t'was
huge piles of understanding
support and dispute
necessarily
huge leaps
good bye
bye bye
and i forgot the phrase
two years t'was
huge piles of understanding
support and dispute
necessarily
huge leaps
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