feels so much like falling.

is this goodbye?

HOLAAAAAAAAAAAAA. acá estoy. la p*ta madre.
algún día vas a reaccionar?

cursed.

damn damn damn damn.

I wish I could tell you but the words would come out wrong, oh if you only knew the way I felt for so long.

no.

what goes around comes all the way back around.

it's called karma, baby, and it goes around.

sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone.

y cuando creo qe ya no me podés romper más el corazón,
lo volvés a hacer.

sos genial para eso, tengo qe admitirlo. good job.

how much longer before I get myself free of these hurricane streets?

can't waste another night in this town.