me compre un vino de 50p y le estoy entrando de la botella.
como estuvo la fuckultad, santi?
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In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize.
Isolation, isolation, isolation...
Ian Curtis-
miércoles, 29 de febrero de 2012
sábado, 11 de febrero de 2012
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plantemos un cachito de luna para que crezca un árbol de luz
plantemos un cachito de luna para que crezca un árbol de luz
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