I want her, I have her. Two years have gone now, but I can’t relate to the never-ending games that you play. As desire passes through, then you’re open to the truth, I hope you understand. And your love is standing next to me. The one you fell for makes it seem juvenile. And you’ll laugh at yourself again and again. And we’ll drink to the thought she’ll remember you maybe tomorrow. And your love is standing next to me, is standing next to me.
jueves, 27 de mayo de 2010
Cable to earth
Ayer estaba en la parada del tre-tre cuando no se unos se pusieron a hablar que la vieja pintaba y no se, en una tira 'es su cable a tierra'. O sea, me puse a pensar, ¿por qué cable a tierra, si supuestamente lo hacés para olvidarte de todo, y encerrarte en vos mismo? Es tu cable al cielo.
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ResponderEliminarSos mi cable al cielo Chuli ♥
ResponderEliminarNo dale chichi, te amo bombon tranqui 120.
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