Μαρία, μην κάνεις τίποτα..
posted by schottkey at 11:56
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
About Me
- Name: schottkey
- Location: Cloud 1001011
Thinking of the other's dreams, of corridors winding in upon themselves, muted tints of ancient carpet . . . An old man, a head made of jewels, a taut pale face with eyes that were mirrors . . . And a beach in the wind and dark.
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1 Comments:
Χμ, ναι, ίσως.
Εγώ δεν το είδα έτσι πάντως. Σαν προτοπή το έγραψα.
Κάτι σαν αυτό που λέει ο Cage στο ‘Leaving Las Vegas’ στην Elizabeth Shue, που μοιάζει πρόθυμη για όλα, αλλά αυτός θέλει μόνο να’ναι δίπλα της.
-Do you want to fuck now?
-I don't care about that.
There's time left. You can
have more money. You can
drink all you want. You can
talk or listen. Just stay,
that's all I want.
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