Please, don't take oaths on the bidé.
No more reading my letters.
Please, I promise I'll wait
If you stop running.
Please, follow the shade of my kid
Please, no tears.
I promise I'll take care of you
If it stops raining.
Why are you so kind to me?
Why are you so evil?
You know I didn't learnt to live.
Sometimes I feel so well...
Sometimes I'm so broke down.
Cramps in the soul.
Everyone has their own insanity
When it's so hard to reach an agreement.
"Promesas sobre el bidet", García
Last entry and then I'm back to bed.
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