blackandwhiteandcolours: "He briefly closes his eyes and imagines smashing his fist into the nearest wall"

Monday, November 1, 2010

"He briefly closes his eyes and imagines smashing his fist into the nearest wall" - Shake! by Yvonne Roberts

donnie said...: ....the red brick disintegrating as his red mist evaporated; 01 November, 2010 23:23
the dear Zé said...: where the road starts

beijo; 02 November, 2010 02:45
Markus Spring said...: Maybe that "he" had a prophetic vision of the U.S. elections...; 03 November, 2010 21:41
Martina said...: donnie, aha ... eh .. I am wondering what _you_ are reading at the moment :-P

Zé o Caçador, or ends.

Markus, I guess you didn't have to have much prophetic talent to foresee this outcome :-(; 04 November, 2010 20:27