I don’t want a perfect life. No matter what you think.
Would fight every day of the year if that made you happy.
But it doesn’t. And heaven knows for me it's misery.
And I would rest in misery forever if I could cure your heart.
But it seems I can do nothing.
All I want is peace. That would be victory.
Peace and laughter for you. I would go to war for that.
But not with you. I will not be at war with you.
You are my daughter. And I am not the enemy.
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y a mi siempre me encantan lo tuyos :)
what does she want?/
Epa. Brava la pendeja (pero recordemos que, a la larga, a veces a la muuuuuy laaaaaarga, la bravura es la virtud indispensable).
dale con la pantufla
O sino pasámela en adopción temporaria que yo enseguidita te la pongo en vereda (el problema es que seguro me encariño y me la quiero quedar y vos terminás amargada como streep en kramer vs kramer).
¡desgraciaumana!!!!
un poco de ambas.
a veces placer, a veces nostalgia, y la gran mayoría de las veces con una linda mezcla de las dos.
somos varios, eh?
la oferta de tommy no es para dejar pasar rápidamente de lado.
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