[Original: 1/enero/2011]
Both left their house holding hands, the knuckles were white from clinging force with each other. The last day of the year is an important occasion to go out and celebrate or whatever-fuck on the streets, drinking until he fell unconscious, kill someone. In his free hand carried bottles of vodka and she him pisco. Walk and decide to stay to wait for the fireworks display in a tall, dark, lost in a place nobody wants to visit at that time of night. Hugs are advanced to the sounds of explosions and no one wants to wait, the delicious feeling that everything returns to zero, they deserve second chances, the illusion that the bad things go away because you embrace your enemies. The young lovers do not embraced because they had no hope, they knew that it was not worth celebrating a new year.
Both were children who escaped to get drunk together, both had half-empty bottles in their hands and their bodies had hardly developed enough, but had enough strength to grip bottles and stars in the nape of the other to end it all properly . The last day of the year is a day to remember, but occur at night, although not all are happy, but not all are alive.
Both were children who escaped to get drunk together, both had half-empty bottles in their hands and their bodies had hardly developed enough, but had enough strength to grip bottles and stars in the nape of the other to end it all properly . The last day of the year is a day to remember, but occur at night, although not all are happy, but not all are alive.
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