miércoles, 4 de agosto de 2010

Wipe off that make up, what's in is despair. So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot. You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not. If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see, you can find out first hand what it's like to be me.

[C-O-M-P-L-E-J-O-S al por mayor]

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