Love is real, real is love.

And when you wanted blood,
I cut my veins.
And when you wanted love,
I bled myself again.

Somebody CHECK MY BRAIN !

Forever trusting who we are, and nothing else matters.

Si la gente es buena sólo porque temen al castigo y porque esperan una recompensa, entonces verdaderamente somos un grupo lastimoso.

Despite all my rage I'm still just a rat in a cage !

¡Hola, 2012! No me fastidies.