lunes, 1 de diciembre de 2008











Pour yourself a drink girl, then make one for me. We haven't even met yet, and I'm already sure that we won't. ..and I'm right back where I started. The air in here is shaking every single nerve . I'm trying hard to let go, but my heart, it won't let me love you. ..and I'm right back where I started. Right back... Moving on up. We're walking on the edge. Everyone here has demons in their past. Now move it on up. You're walking on the edge. Everyone here has demons in their past now.

1 comentario:

Camila dijo...

nena!
tapate el escote q te vas a refriar!mira el frio que hace!
are xD
jajajajaj
re abuela


TE AMOOOOOOOOOOO