Posted in 277 on 2009.06.13 by Jacinto Quesnel

#twit On est la pour vous adier

Posted in 277 on 2009.06.13 by Jacinto Quesnel

Quisiera cruzar el ro sin que me sienta la arena… soy libre, soy bueno y puedo querer.

Posted in 277 on 2009.06.11 by Jacinto Quesnel

In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.

Posted in 277 on 2009.06.8 by Jacinto Quesnel

“la gente atrae la suerte que quiere”?

Posted in 277 on 2009.06.8 by Jacinto Quesnel

Imagination is the one weapon in the war against reality. -Jules de Gaultier

Posted in 277 on 2009.06.6 by Jacinto Quesnel

Our car got stolen.

Posted in 277 on 2009.06.5 by Jacinto Quesnel

Me acabo de agarrar a chingadazos con mi hermano Yuri. Espero los golpes no afecten mi operacin de al rato.

Posted in 277 on 2009.05.24 by Jacinto Quesnel

Alguien tiene lugar en Chicago donde pueda quedarse una amiga unos das?

Posted in 277 on 2009.05.14 by Jacinto Quesnel

Se oculta la amarga luna mexicana. Un ro de fsiles. La muerte como mi amiga.

Posted in 277 on 2009.05.10 by Jacinto Quesnel

I’ll rely upon tender inistence. Worshiping hidden internet gods at the social network shrine. Red cross-like configurations. Heart shaped stones.