Życio-Rys ..
Dodano: 27 MAJA 2015
It's Budapest, my friends.
there is no day, i dont think about you
there is no hour, you arent in my mind
there is no moment, i could exist without you in my head.
nowadays dreams are treated as if they were a big crime
when you dream, you are ridiculed madman
people killed everything what was good in the world
now is nothing
infinite emptiness.
