Colourful life it is, black and white we all are from the inside.
Colors are good
Tending my way to the highway, yet wandering in the nooks and corners leading to the very road! keep it rolling...
When shut in light, and opened in dark, we seek janus-faced men. Salud to the Good-Bad image ;)
"Old longings nomadic leap, chafing at custom's chain; Again from its brumal sleep, wakens the ferine strain."
Beauty brag, but ‘tis not she; Truth and beauty buried be. To this urn let those repair That are either true or fair; For these dead birds, sigh a prayer.
When "Red is Aeropostale"