domingo, 29 de enero de 2012


- Are you ok?
- Yeah, I'm fine. Well. No. I'm not. We just don't communicate.
- That's because we're always doing 
- Are you pulling my leg?
- Do you want me to?
Fuck you.
- Hey, hey. Don't be upset. C'mere. I promise that, from now on, instead of smoking a cigarette, I will ask how was your day.

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