JAIL HAVE BEEN DRINKING FOR A LONG TIME, NOW, AS HER MEMORYS ARE LOST, SHE'S TRYING TO LISTEN THE CLICKS OF HER WINE GLASS TO KNOW WHERE SHE WAS AND WHO TYPE THE WORDS OF THE LAST NIGHT.
terça-feira, outubro 13, 2009
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