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Coleccionaba direcciones de calles que no existen.
12/21/09
A heart that’s full up like a landfill, a job that slowly kills you, bruises that won't heal. You look so tired-unhappy, bring down the government, they don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide, with no alarms and no surprises...
This is my final fit, my final bellyache.
A heart that’s full up like a landfill, a job that slowly kills you, bruises that won't heal. You look so tired-unhappy, bring down the government, they don't, they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide, with no alarms and no surprises...
This is my final fit, my final bellyache.
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ooooh!! me encanta la foto!