Invisible Nose Rings Work

Soap bubble ............ LOST IN THE NIGHT

Soap bubble ... ... .... Raul

Ludueña

A heavy mist descends, slowly but surely dramatic. Your fantasies are being buried under the gray blanket that becomes diffuse. It is the prelude to a harsh winter and going to stay outdoors.
In not so long ago you had the audacity to say that the train of success is not going to escape you, but you had to throw out the window Nestor himself, "not take it anymore," he repeated with that nasal voice diction difficult and becomes almost impossible to understand you.
Someone who knows who, I pulled the idea of \u200b\u200bbringing together opposition. I felt the "chosen" by a little boy thought it gave you the whims of your qualities, not realizing that an adventurer father paid for his sins with cash.
With tickets you swoop into politics and hopefully a volatile electorate voted you unconscious.
The reality is often disconcerting to have those things, slap us when we expect the caress.
swore you were destined to lead the destinies of the country, fought until the last moment as do the foolish or incredulous. Get advice from friends, you hurt their polls, who advises you not understand your stubbornness. Another
damn time to actually tore out his gimmick señerito. You should go for the consolation prize, you, the winner, the owner, the master.
Before the last card played, no balloons but with all the pomp, the ones that you love. Called the press and slavish addict and wanted to order the toothless old lions of the old politics.
Again the wrong road, you missed the cunning enough in your desire to appear, as the tango. We only collect the contempt, in the big leagues you do not have enough and stopped only toothless coyotes. They know wandering between the slag and loneliness, no need of a fearless newcomer.
fake the joy of those who seek to disguise the failure, you announced before a group of pimps least you were convinced you were more useful as mayor to pacify a country that lives in peace, expressions of desire to make us look non-existent realities. Only
knockout, that old policy esparring waiting for you, your fists do not hurt but can advise from the corner as better withstand blows, that has experience, he never won any fights and if any success was cheating.
The balloons were deflated, the shadows they won the whole spectrum, the fog invades the todo.Vas being alone with your old ideas which approach you are unsuccessful that people ignored.
your fate is uncertain and soap bubbles are ... ...