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Ni identitat permanent, ni idea de persona, ni d'ésser vivent, ni d'un temps d'existència.

Here comes the weather
It’s looking like another storm
If all desire would leave this tired boy alone

The Jaywahks - Angelyne

You are like a hurricane. There’s calm in your eye.

Neil Young  - Like  a hurricane

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

Home, sweet home (Taken with instagram)

Home, sweet home (Taken with instagram)

Taken with instagram

Taken with instagram