"He glanced at the photo of him and her again, missing the way they used to kick around together doing stupid things, like drinking too many vodka tonics before a movie and then running out during the previews because they couldn't stop laughing . Her new-cucumber-skin-cream smell. The way she was so sexy when she was throwing a fit. He wanted her to sit on his lap. He wanted her hands in his pockets. He wanted her to call him at seven o'clock in the morning on a Sunday because she was hyper and couldn't wait for him to wake up."
miércoles, 29 de abril de 2009
lunes, 27 de abril de 2009
martes, 21 de abril de 2009
domingo, 19 de abril de 2009
viernes, 17 de abril de 2009
domingo, 12 de abril de 2009
viernes, 10 de abril de 2009
fiction
"And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers! And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."
jueves, 9 de abril de 2009
lunes, 6 de abril de 2009
viernes, 3 de abril de 2009
malhereusement
Y ella solo quería ser una burra feliz junto a su burro. No quería nada más. Solo ser burra, comer hierba y ser una burra junto al burro, estar en un recinto cerrado y que ningún otro burro, burra, ni siquiera ningún caballo, ni yegua interrumpiesen el bienestar de la burra.
Ser ignorantemente feliz.
Pero resultó que ni era burra, ni vivía ignorantemente feliz.
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