December 2011
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I need a drink...
Wish I could take your lips with me, on the road...
I’d kiss you goodnight in the far off moonlight.
Mi sentido del humor proviene de mi odio a la llamada «realidad». Por eso,...
– Alejandra Pizarnik.
Quiero revolcarme con vos
I have no game....
I’m weird and I like to cuddle.
Flying in my mind.
Cause´ I came here with a load...
and it feels so much lighter since I met you.
Títere del egoísmo.
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