by A Horse called Juan Face » Fri Sep 05, 2008 2:05 am
No ketchup please, don't like tomato
One lady owner, never been used
Every day is exactly the same
Live by sword, die by pen
I give in to the alcohol
Happiness a mask? Who's wearing mine?
Sean eternos los laureles que supimos conseguir, que supimos conseguir.
Coronados de gloria vivamos... ¡o juremos con gloria morir!,