Deja de hacerme ojos y yo dejaré de hacerte ojos a ti.
"I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor", Arctic Monkeys.
There's nothing in my way, I don't wanna go, I don't wanna stay. I'll be "sick" for her birthday.
I shouldn't have skipped meditation yesterday. What's wrong...
"Vals 3" by Antonio Lauro. Received Agustín Barrios' urtext. Phillip Morris. Moby Dick. Your gayness is invading me. Well it all starts as a little teenage thingy.
I love driving and listening to 60's music. Like Allman Brothers, Creedance or Bob Dylan stuff, makes me feel like a hippie. And those furry dice. I suppose that with enough gray matter anybody one could realize that those don't hinder the driver's view. Well I bet she looks good on the dancefloor.
I shouldn't have skipped meditation yesterday. What's wrong...
"Vals 3" by Antonio Lauro. Received Agustín Barrios' urtext. Phillip Morris. Moby Dick. Your gayness is invading me. Well it all starts as a little teenage thingy.
I love driving and listening to 60's music. Like Allman Brothers, Creedance or Bob Dylan stuff, makes me feel like a hippie. And those furry dice. I suppose that with enough gray matter anybody one could realize that those don't hinder the driver's view. Well I bet she looks good on the dancefloor.
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