Y es el amor el que importa. I’m glad I’m (just barely) able to read enough Spanish to appreciate this post . Congratulations, gabilondo....
foolish When we were walking around, I was humming to myself, and she asked what I was humming, and I said, “Nothing, just humming.” Because I didn’t want to feel fool...
It might be February and It might be February and miserable outside, but my purely qualitative analysis is that it’s springtime on the World Wide Web . Not just that romance is fully...