el pestazo a gasolina quemada... aquella colina olia, olia ... a victoria!
9 días después
Tontería reclamar una tierra solo porque hace 100 años un antepasado tuyo se meó en ella
-Enano de The Witcher
Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe
Abraham Lincoln
#459 witcher 2, justo me lo pase hace 2 dias y te he leido y ha sido como ostia esto me suena! jajajaj xD
"¡Esta persona que ves ante ti es un disfraz, una burla!
Soy un recuerdo retorcido. Un sueño despreciable. Una pesadilla. Soy la criatura oculta bajo la cama.
Me sacó del caos para que fuera el terror de su infancia." - Hijos de la mente, Orson Scott Card.
EEUU es el país de las oportunidades. Me rio. Aquí Zapatero y Rajoy han llegado a presidentes y Paquirrin se hincha a follar.
Diezmil años aprendiendo a transformar materiales y a manipularlos y a día de hoy la naturaleza te hace saltar charcos con una bolsa del mercadona en la cabeza.
mi hermano
18 días después
“You see that pack of Virginia killing sticks on the end of the piano? All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur: the gold packet of king-size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends – and that, Pete, is a lie. Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion: written in boring bold black and white, it’s a statement that these neat little soldiers of death are in fact trying to kill you – and that, Pete, is the truth. Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren. That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet. THAT is why you and I love the drugs and that is also why I cannot give that painting back. Now please, pass me a light.” – Rock ‘N Rolla
