viernes, 23 de octubre de 2009

Deal with the Devil

Apparently Death is not pursuing me like he is to others. He seems to have given me his card with his phone number on it, to call him whenever I want.

I'm better waiting for him to get bored some far-away-from-here day.

3 punicomentarios en esta punientrada:

Julia... dijo...

Me encantó


Sofía dijo...

A veces está bueno guardar la bolsita de mierda con la que nos hacemos peeling todos los días.
Jeje =)

Evolving Creature dijo...

He's (or SHE'S, to me) just walking side by side with you, not to say he's walking in front of you... pulling you to him. That's what makes life have so much sense, right?

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