lunes, 31 de marzo de 2014

domingo, 30 de marzo de 2014

This was the way the whole world ended. One child disappears and the sun slips out the sky. The moon melts down in blood. The earth ripples like a dark ocean.

lunes, 24 de marzo de 2014

domingo, 23 de marzo de 2014

I didn't even know his last name. I only knew he was a drummer and that the sun rose when he smiled.