1 October 2012

That's the way the cookie crumbles, Fire burns and thunder rumbles; Signalling the end of what was No es mi novio

At once a good thing Now turned slightly sour My face is so dour- such a sight as only god knows why it's weighted so heavily towards the downward position No es mi novio

Call me a physician- I'm lost in space, Abandon mission This expedition is over No es mi novio

bronzapunkNo Es Mi Novio • Opuss № I