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Lado A, Lado B. 191;No nos agarramos la onda? Enviar por correo electrónico. The best coneys in the D. Patrick me contó la historia del vagabundo cojo que siempre intentaba meterse a la casa. Yo me moría de miedo. La primera vez lo vieron los vecinos y al gritarle éste salió corriendo.

I am sad everytime I talked to you about love, you ignored me. But you reacted to my anger and agression by saying hurtful things. And I said hurtful things too. I never wanted to hurt the man I loved. But I did, and I am sorry for that. I know you wouldn t want it, but your overexertion and your sacrifice breaks my heart. I would so much want to look after you and help you. But I know you don t need or want that from me.

Hay veces en que uno no sabe qué es lo que quiere. y cuando cree que lo sabe, después se da cuenta de que eso no era lo que quería. de hecho me ha pasado muchas veces, aunque nunca había sido tan doloroso como hoy. necesito sentir tu aliento cerca. Time did not go by so slowly. Journeys end in lovers meeting. I thought my journey had ended.