dia nublado de esta primavera de mentira. el sol sale a ratos. muchas veces los dias se parecen a la vida cotidiana. hoy es uno de esas veces.
Etiquetas: lo cotidiano
PERSONAL
- Poesia
- Costa Rica
- Flickr
- pablo traidor
- torrealba
- julio
- amy
- astudillo
- k
- corderito
- guitar & girls kick ass
- punk turns 30
- kevin seconds blog
- henry rollins blog
- mondo chamales
- the wild party
- foro punk
- only in it for the music
- hangover heart attack
- punch drunk
- psycho graveyard
- schlocker
- mamushka
- eternally yours
- powerpoplovers
- digital meltdown
- el diablo tun tun
- kill by death
- suburban terror
- born in the basement
- desde el cementerio
- stay free
- chocoreve
- annies animal
- big band music
- bonito cadaver
- hijo puta
- bill the psycho
- 7 inch
- maikoholic
- seeds of revolution
- minus
- you and me
- italian folk
- rock gems
- best of both worlds
- sound of the streets
- spread the god word
- totally fuzzy
- strange reaction
- killing floor blues
- lellebelle
- misha 4 music
- sonido eclectico
- subers y vos
- scar stuff
- sandgropers surfspot
- planet xtabay
- una piel de astracan
- big rock candy
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