"Why do you smoke so damn fast?" I asked.
She looked at me and smiled widely, and such a wide smile on her narrow face might have looked goofy were it not for the unimpeachably elegant green in her eyes. She smiled with all the delight of a kid on christmas morning an said, "Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die."
"If people were rain, I was drizzle, and she was a hurricane"
Libros piolas y este (ah cagaba toda la entrada)
