sábado, 11 de septiembre de 2010



 Nothing to eat, no books to read. Making love with you has left me peaceful, warm and tired. What more could I ask? There's nothing left to be desired. Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak. So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep. Sometimes, all i need is the air that i breathe


1 comentario:

  1. jajaja joder! dichosa... justo estaba viendo ahora mism un capitulo y veo esto!