It seemed as if nothing were to break that tie — as if the years were merely to compact and cement it; and as if those years were to be all the years of their natural lives.flush, virginia woolf
It seemed as if nothing were to break that tie — as if the years were merely to compact and cement it; and as if those years were to be all the years of their natural lives.
ese perrito se va donde vos te vayas???
ReplyDeletey LAika, encontró hogar?
hola paula! charles va donde voy yo... laika no encontró flia todavía, pero confío en sus encantos... aunque me va a costar horrores desprenderme de ella...
ReplyDeleteleí flush a los 11, cuando tenía un bretón español... lloré y lloré, me hiciste acordar
ReplyDeleteese baron sí que sabe vivir!
ReplyDeleteLa felicidad es un buen perro que nos quiere.
ReplyDeleteyo tmb la leí de jovencita marie... hermosa...
ReplyDeletele baron, un connoisseur Mme :))
y sí Rob. happiness is a warm rescued dog.
un genio, ésta virginia.
ReplyDeleteVirginia FOREVER :)
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