...you get to your own conclusion ;D

Of the myth

My mother told me that I cried in his belly. To her they said to him: it will have luck. Somebody spoke to me every day of my life to the ear, slowly, slowly. It said to me: lives, lives, lives! It was the death.

who are you?!
i want to know you so bad!


thanks for such an awsome comment!

take care!

~krizx