cody rocko:
loudland
cody rocko:
a simple desultory philippic
cody rocko:
time suffocates
cody rocko:
pero mis ojos se mueren sin mirar tus ojos
cody rocko:
all flesh is grass.
cody rocko:
te mataré con mi mente
cody rocko:
ya no puedo mas
cody rocko:
yes, enormously.
cody rocko:
probably fake
cody rocko:
was that too much? I never know.
cody rocko:
quiero ser libre
cody rocko:
cuesta, aquí es
cody rocko:
incan gold
cody rocko:
when everybody gets killed and you can't do anything about it.
cody rocko:
eternal napping
cody rocko:
i was happier then
cody rocko:
caught!
cody rocko:
nothing to see here
cody rocko:
she found out she was sick.
cody rocko:
looking for Jesus?
