Roll over!.-

Roll over!.-

¿Y Qué Necesidad Hay De Sentirse Encadenado A Otras Sensaciones Distintas A Las Del Placer? Marqués De Sade

Vivamus Mea Lesbia!

Entonces -¡Oh!-, ¡Pobre Alma Querida, La Eternidad No Estaría Perdida Para Nosotros! (Rimbaud)

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Gothlesterol

O Thou, My Lovely Boy, Who In Thy Powerdost Hold Time&Amp;Rsquo;S Fickle Glass, His Sickle, Hour;Who Hast By Waning Grown, And Therein Show'stthy Lovers Withering As Thy Sweet Self Grow'st;If Nature, Sovereign Mistress Over Wrack,As Thou Goest Onwards, Still

Gothlesterol

You&Amp;Rsquo;Ll Find Me If You Want Me In The Garden. The Garden - Einstürzende Neubauten

Respetemos Eternamente El Vicio Y No Combatamos Sino La Virtud Marqués De Sade

Sleep, Child, Sleep.

My Love, She Sleeps! Oh, May Her Sleep, As It Is Lasting, So Be Deep! Soft May The Worms About Her Creep! Far In The Forest, Dim And Old, For Her May Some Tall Vault Unfold! (Poe)

Suicidio! (La Gioconda)