ever

“you’ve got two things against you: one is desire the second is memory”

i fill my head with noise leaving no space for thoughts of her



bairro alto.
à marta, ao nuno e ao ricardo.

| vanishing | like | an ink | stain | down the plughole |
| like | an ink | stain | down the plughole | |
| an ink | stain | down the plughole | ||
| an ink | stain | |||
| stain |

aguardo um novo dia.
como companhia, um amontoado de pedras. dispostas ao acaso.

aguardo.

