sábado, 27 de noviembre de 2010

If this ain't love then, how do we get out?


There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
But seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you




echaba de menos mi blog.

Creo que haré limpieza de entradas.

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