And who has not had a bad day? is so grave that day that does not fit in a tweet and only 140 characters could outline my dissatisfaction with this life desagradezco not, but if I have some serious comments descaches.
was an August night and who would say it was a Friday.
was within such a crowd that only life a little oxygen allowed me to continue my vital functions, was completely stifling and unpleasant, we were alone and I with about 400 people, and I still felt alone!
And I felt more alone when 6 hours after the unconditional friend I book more than one occasion the sun, wind and gave me life I'm glad, it would go and I prefer to think that he stayed at sea, as a part of me staying in Santa Marta. Please brief moment of silence for my hat vueltiao.
Anyway, I hope that the remaining days are better, because this year is killing every second with each letter I write in my calendar has 364 days maximum. I think
know what happened .... that day was Friday 13, do not believe in omens, I believe in the correlation of facts and dates!
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