"Caído pero no vencido"... Pero andá a cagar.
Cuando en algún perfil siempre piden descripción no sé que poner, siempre es lo mismo. No hay carácteres para describirme, dejando de lado la vanidad y la soberbia, soy mucho y poco, inteligente y necio pero por sobre todas las cosas un boludo con tiempo al pedo.
sábado, 30 de marzo de 2013
lunes, 22 de octubre de 2012
domingo, 21 de octubre de 2012
domingo, 17 de junio de 2012
Dean: You know, it’s not just us, we got a little girl we gotta think about.
Cindy: I know, I am thinking about her. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t do this anymore.
Dean: Baby, you’re just thinking about yourself. What about Frankie? You want her to grow up in a broken home? Is that what you want?
Cindy: I am thinking about Frankie.
Dean: You’re not thinking about Frankie.
Cindy: I am.
Dean: You’re not. Is this how you want her to grow up?
Cindy: I don’t want her to grow up in a home where her parents treat each other like this.
Dean: Don’t... I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Baby, I’m sorry...
Cindy: I can’t do this anymore!
Dean: I know. Baby I’m just fighting you know. Fighting for my family. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what else to do. Tell me what to do, tell me what to do.
Cindy: I don’t know what to do.
Dean: Tell me how I should be.
Cindy: I don’t know.
Dean: Just tell me, I’ll do it. I’ll do it.
Cindy: I don’t know what to say I’m so sorry, I don’t know what else to do.
Dean: I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, just tell me...
Cindy: We’re not good together, we’re not good anymore.
Dean: Don’t say that, baby...
Cindy: The way that we treat each other!
Dean: Don’t say that, baby...
Cindy: I can’t stop, you can’t stop, I can’t stop,
Dean: I don’t know what else to do.
Cindy: I can stop. No!, No! Dean: Come here, just come here...
Cindy: No, no, no...
Dean: Baby, you made a promise to me, okay? You said for better or worse. You said that. You said it. It was a promise.
Cindy: I’m sorry.
Dean: Now this is my worst. Okay? This is my worst.
Cindy: I'm sorry. Dean: But I’m gonna get better. You just got to give me a chance to get better.
Cindy: What are you thinking?
Dean: I just wish they’d hurry up so you can’t change your mind. Let’s go, lets go...
Cindy: I know, I am thinking about her. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t do this anymore.
Dean: Baby, you’re just thinking about yourself. What about Frankie? You want her to grow up in a broken home? Is that what you want?
Cindy: I am thinking about Frankie.
Dean: You’re not thinking about Frankie.
Cindy: I am.
Dean: You’re not. Is this how you want her to grow up?
Cindy: I don’t want her to grow up in a home where her parents treat each other like this.
Dean: Don’t... I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Baby, I’m sorry...
Cindy: I can’t do this anymore!
Dean: I know. Baby I’m just fighting you know. Fighting for my family. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what else to do. Tell me what to do, tell me what to do.
Cindy: I don’t know what to do.
Dean: Tell me how I should be.
Cindy: I don’t know.
Dean: Just tell me, I’ll do it. I’ll do it.
Cindy: I don’t know what to say I’m so sorry, I don’t know what else to do.
Dean: I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, just tell me...
Cindy: We’re not good together, we’re not good anymore.
Dean: Don’t say that, baby...
Cindy: The way that we treat each other!
Dean: Don’t say that, baby...
Cindy: I can’t stop, you can’t stop, I can’t stop,
Dean: I don’t know what else to do.
Cindy: I can stop. No!, No! Dean: Come here, just come here...
Cindy: No, no, no...
Dean: Baby, you made a promise to me, okay? You said for better or worse. You said that. You said it. It was a promise.
Cindy: I’m sorry.
Dean: Now this is my worst. Okay? This is my worst.
Cindy: I'm sorry. Dean: But I’m gonna get better. You just got to give me a chance to get better.
Cindy: What are you thinking?
Dean: I just wish they’d hurry up so you can’t change your mind. Let’s go, lets go...
viernes, 8 de junio de 2012
sábado, 5 de mayo de 2012
domingo, 15 de abril de 2012
jueves, 12 de abril de 2012
miércoles, 21 de marzo de 2012
sábado, 3 de marzo de 2012
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