If you take it and tear it seems to me, I will. If I want to contaminate my loud expressions of fun, I will. If I dare to tinker with it, I know I will return. Come on, that this year has to end adorably well, so well that it will be impossible to accept that it was true.
I count his days and go zafándoselos with a quizzical expression, with a funny gesture. I wish to allow a little piece of love in my life. Yes, let me cuddle a solitary life.
fever
November is chilly. Allusion belonging shadows of the past. I want to try one more time. Hunches about the unknown. Intuition condescending to the lack of razocinio.
Either take me or stop me a good time. Because time does not take compliments me and takes me inside the inexplicable way flow of mixed emotions.
you enjoy this month, because remember that it is repeated, be clear that this may be the last thing you do before they are finished the Gregorian calendar, or start with Christmas festivities.
no earthly desires for all
~ PS: And a pan de muerto and hot chocolate (:
