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It's a mostache



                                                            
                                                           Let's in fine some beautiful place
                                                                       to  get lose.

                                                                        


Never let go of your
DREAMS


The nature replaced the air in my lungs.


 I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me everything you had 
and how I offered you what was left of me.
― Charles Bukowski
I wanted and was disheveled, without makeup ... and with my glasses. I wanted letters, papers, and tiredness. I wanted angry, sad and melancholy ... I wanted on gray days, barefoot and in heels. In costume or pajamas. I wanted passionate or cold. I wanted indifferent and attentive. I wanted talkative and quiet.
I wanted so written in the past, why not even know if I want.



 Be free and imagine that world in which no one in the limit anyone stop you, be free for only a moment.




I don’t think about you anymore but, I don’t think about you any less. 




  1. My brother was born in 1998
  2. I saw the cartoons
  3. I lived in Puebla before.
  4. My mom went to the store
  5. My dad bought food another day.
  6. Mariana came the party of your mom.
  7. Roberto gave chocolate.
  8. My mom was born in Puebla.
  9. I went  to school yesterday.
  10. My uncle swam in the beach.



Talk is chearp actions are priceless.

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