meio tempo

chacal — Tue, 17 Jul 2007 00:00:00 -0400

Last night I got wasted so I could end the day. My old friend and I sat there well basted till the blur bar faded away. And I could smell the sweet sunshine on my face, like when I was small. And I could hear the chirping birds singing, while the orange and gold leaves began to fall.

When I woke up it was a new morning. I was only sick from the night before. The day attacked me without warning. (Like I was just in its way) In high isolation.

Reinventing the unending day, in high isolation.

chacal — Thu, 05 Jul 2007 00:00:00 -0400

cultura fm 103,3

chacal — Wed, 27 Jun 2007 00:00:00 -0400

chacal — Thu, 21 Jun 2007 00:00:00 -0400

música e animais

chacal — Tue, 19 Jun 2007 00:00:00 -0400

música e animais

chacal — Fri, 15 Jun 2007 00:00:00 -0400

pinheiros pré especulação imobiliária