os algoritmos conhecem-nos melhor do que nós próprios.

é favor aparecer, é de borla...

wlaking in my own feet, it´s my way or they all leave. high on the wrong trip, the rover, the rover, the rover....

Tudo no teu sorriso diz que só te falta um pretexto para seres feliz. Mário Cesariny

they hate...they hate... she broke away... she broke away...

Destroy everything you touch today
please, Destroy me this way

I know, I alone
How much it hurts, this heart
With no faith nor law
No melody or thought

Only I, only I
And none of this can I say
Because feeling is like the sky
Seen, nothing in it to see