¿Imaginas que pudiera decir “ven, necesito abrazarte” y pudieras venir?
It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
— Charles Bukowski, Pulp
¿Imaginas que pudiera decir “ven, necesito abrazarte” y pudieras venir?
It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
— Charles Bukowski, Pulp