longing to see
but the eyes are closed.
Dreaming of dreaming,
in love with love,
trying to wringe a world out of nothing.
Dreaming of the sun on a rainy day,
cursing the dullness
of an innocent world.
Should I even care?
There is no sin but stupidity. (Oscar Wilde)
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína.