viernes 26 de junio de 2009 by Mariana N.
i hopped on back of the bike, wrapped my arms around you and i sank my face into your hair and then i inhaled as deeply as i possibly could, you were as sweet and delicious as the warm desert air and you pointed your headlamp toward the horizon, we were the one thing in the galaxy god didn't have his eyes on.
me apuntaron con una pistola
jueves 18 de junio de 2009 by Mariana N.
de esto se tratan los domingos
lunes 1 de junio de 2009 by Mariana N.
todos vayan con su dealer de confianza, comprenle un shrumi y corran a la megapantalla a ver Earth, esta superpadrisisimo weeeeeey




