Monday, February 18, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Life as a tale...
Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon stage,
And then is heard no more, it is a tale,
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Love Parakeets, On Snow Storming Night:
愛情小牡丹: "維維 靈靈" Weiwie, Lingling
Whenever they feel cold, they sense fear, they feel hungry.....
My Love Birds tug themselves together, holding each other, arm by arm, feather to feather, skin to skin...
Warming with desire.
Whenever they feel cold, they sense fear, they feel hungry.....
My Love Birds tug themselves together, holding each other, arm by arm, feather to feather, skin to skin...
Warming with desire.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Dance at Night Club
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