caravan Neither knows how to end the conversation at this point, I really do not know even half of the time, nor even know where are traveling exactly.
Guided by the two that give to drink gasoline and entertain him constantly.
Him and Her.
Taking her to different places, hardly walk or roll.
But these things happen, and are the things that make you like the stickers, stickers licked by the heat of daylight.
heat called Luz Lorenzo.
brightly colored stickers dry, discoloredbe either openly, aged prematurely, closest to being detached, which long have stuck.
are marked these things in a subtle way how are you stickers, resting on the gas cap politely, is a huge smile.
Within who will quench the thirst go another time. CHLXC
"I feel like my home mailbox is not created .- silent, but the explosion of thousands of words quiet and only a few showers to be said. Creating sentences without commas or full stop, Full of things that I do not care, much or little I do not care too much, but I have to collect and enforce, to continue not giving too much importance, and thus leave a hole ... - a trivial threat of silence, as trivial as the echo of the dull echo of the absence of words - El Hueco, the time is filled with things, things that if I care, "without the word silent remarks as if one and paragraph"Do you they were not to open it and remove it from the inside will disappear ..." smiles imitating mocking irony, is loaded with truth, like a bullet in your neck-swallowing is better little by little, choking all at once, because then you'll want to build a machine that can duplicarte, to do everything you can imagine and create in your mind ... - now the voice becomes agonizing jesters, the tragicomedy - even building it, I'm of that type of person who prefers not to sell and filthy rich, and if you try it for yourself, it says in the same tone, but seems to scream with your own voice and looks like a normal voice disguised whisper - not using it .- without continuous premise.
"It's like being granted three wishes, who would they be?
Her shoulders rise to stick to your ears, as if to an absurd way to listen them to their ears, then relax and in turn has started talking.
CHTMLest, that is fulfilled? .- He always disturbs everything mind tries to sort - rather, the eternal gods of infinity, with nothing more and nothing less than timeless wisdom .-
caravan knows for sure, that after a while, write in your journal, do not know how much time passed.
Solo is a time for a caravan.
is a curious time, such as rats and cats together, almost never agree among themselves ...
But this time she asks.
CHTMLXones body by licking the glue of the paper.
asking "If wishes - she says as she stirs her hair with face sweetness.
"Interesting, very interesting .-
Cdifferent pray at a place called earth -.
- How can you tell me anything? - His tone seems cool in the heat of their emotions.
"If nothing plain and simple - this looks like becoming a spliffnail, she looks at him and says, "you do not know how but I always give it as a nail - the answer-just as you passed me is because I am that, the fingernail scratch your mind and your little box of beats that are so so, I try to continually "He sticks his tongue out of his mouth dropping, no resistance to gravity.
He takes a knife and begins to chop the mushrooms, mix cream cheese with their land, Cabrales says his name, throws it all in a pan with a large shhhhhhhhhh
- See? my food I said shhhh, jajajjajaja I think that means that this caravan is waiting for you like I will try to surprise me cates between food odors, I hope you amazed me to hear and see your movie - It automatically lifts his lips posing behind the ear of this and letting her fingers pose theVantas the feet of the floor and your knees toward separate notebook.
The caravan was filled with the light of a sun that is going to sleep, the smell of weed that grows everywhere, the caresses of a quiet moment, the taste of food and the sound of the keys looking for what they want to be heard, they want to hear.
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