María Lima

van brotando caminos peregrinos asalitrados, van comiendo proezas derritiendose en melaza, tibia sospechosa acarreada de tristezas.

YOU KNOW WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN. SAD I'M GONNA DIE, HOPE IT'S GONNA HAPPEN LATER, LATER THAN I THINK.

// posted by Monalisa Over @ 6:32 AM

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