Luana

Whenever I hear someone say through the mouth, fingers or any other unconscious way that makes it perceivable what's in the individual's heart, that he or she "just wants to live", I can't "help" myself and go back to foolishness so as to hear, see not a natural rebellion. I remember a show flyer I saw back in 2008 at an university and a girl who used to study there and attend the same "church", where I met her; it was a show by a singer called Cindi. I remember my investigation at the other "church", the "party" and those guys in "pink" who also studied there. As you can see, I weave Sadira's web to make a picture of the nightmare and stay awake. And I never know if I'm going to be able to save a bee stuck there, but at least I try.