Subo al tren descarrilado camino a la chingada. Traigo la sangre caliente.
Te esfumaste, brindándole honor al huracán. Ocurrió tan pronto irrumpiste en mi vida... esto último a mi provocación.
posted by Anonymous at 8:42 AM
"The course of our lives can be changed by such little things. So many passing by, each intent on his own problems. So many faces that one might easily have been lost. I know now that nothing happens by chance. Every moment is measured; every step is counted." - Joan Fontaine in Letter from an Unkown Woman
3 Comments:
:o
3:42 AM
El mundo apesta definitivamente.
Animo sr.
9:28 PM
Saludos amigos bloggeros!
3:24 PM
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