Cuando me di cuenta,
el último unicornio había muerto
por la falta de caricias.
Remedios Varo/ Cazadora de Astros
jueves, 5 de marzo de 2009
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El maestro...
El triunfo de la muerte
Brueghel "El viejo", Museo del Prado Madrid 1562
Cristina Sccabia (I terribly love her)
I was born in another world strictly connected to a piece of my mind nothing more than a little land it is a small cradle where I'm a kid I am the princess in there, nothing wrong in my fantasy world I am the king, the nation, no dictators or religions no laws laid down for me I have my own liberty inside of me Nothing to lose, I want to live here.... To Myself I turned By Lacuna Coil
Loving thy art
