sexta-feira, janeiro 25, 2008


The writer has a serious disease. she's going blind and probably dying. I've been told in my dreams.It's true, a friend of mine told me in a dream. Now everything falls into its rightful place. That's why she believes everything is magic and everyone is holy. she made life seems kind of fun. I feel like her stalker. First I got caught following her around the city, at the libraries, bookstores, bistros and supermarkets. Now I'm looking over my shoulder and watching her back.

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