luni, 14 martie 2011

Cand e Tori Amos in vis...e vreme de dor!

I dreamed about you last night. We were in a market, buying expensive chocolate and then heading to a hotel room. We were expecting one of your friend but we fall asleep. I remember a sort of peace and white smoke, white and vintage light, shadows of pale pink and blue, silked paperwalls. Then i woke real life.