Es curioso cómo funciona el destino. Dos personas se conocen gracias a que les gusta un idioma, se hacen amigos gracias a que ambos estudiaron música en algún punto. Se divierten juntos jugando cartas

I saw thee once—once only—years ago: I most not say how many—but not many. It was a July midnight; and from out A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring, Sought a precipitate pathway up through

Source I’m late, fuck! well it’s no more than five minutes -Still I do hate being late- those were the last thoughts I had before I saw her standing in front of the store waiting for me. Hey Blaue sorry

¡Hola a todos! En este post nos gustaría presentarnos y contarles qué vinimos a hacer. Somos Miguel y Angel, o podemos ser Miguel Angel, somos primos y escribimos poesía. Queremos compartir con ustedes

You found me on a dark night, with a beautiful bloody moon, why is a pure Angel like you so worried for a dark and fallen being like myself? I’m curious about it. What kind of interest could you have in