Without a destination The wind is cold and the night is so welcoming Lonely and cloudy like my luck East, west, south and north A broken, crazy compass Points to...

Bernardo Almeida (www.bernardoalmeida.jor.br)

In the midst of so much criticism...have you ever stopped to think and come to the conclusion that: no one cares, criticizes or at least cares about the inferior?

Anonymous

Hunger consumes consciousness...

Caesar Jihad (Vulto Madhiba)

Let me play at being happy, Let me paint my nose!

Los Hermanos

There are days when I really wake up inside out.

Aline Stechitti

Love brings joy. I miss the pain.

Rodrigo Ramos Barbosa de Menezes