the ppl from the old company have deserted writing...

i wonder why?

friday i'm growing wings

Life is beautiful as well as death.
In death you are becoming someone else.
For a second you forget your body, fears, troubles, aims, goals, everything.
You are truly satisfied and have no needs at all.
Such sensitiveness, ecstasy and beauty.

http://www.beautifulagony.com
http://www.indienudes.com/beautifulagony.html

Now we're two of a kind.
But we move as one.

Remembering the way you taste:
Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy eyes.
Breathing face to face,
Sweaty shivers down the spine

mm
Drowning in a pleasure lake...

fighting is what i do.
everyday, every hour.

78 yrs to waste my time

Too far gone to see the light
And I will never ever leave this place alive
Too far gone to see the light
No I will never ever leave this place alive

I'm dead.
The cause of death - overworking.

152 metai p. Vincentui V.G.

Sorry for the borrowing your half :)
Cheers!