Como luceros fríos

Sobre el olivar hay un cielo hundido y una lluvia oscura de luceros fríos.

07 October, 2008

I have a place to live. I'm moved in. My life is in shambles and it's just another fucking horrible fall that is going to be followed by another awful winter. Just when I think my life has reached the pinnacle of ridiculous, something even worse happens.


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