Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.
VENEZUELA IS ON FIRE!
This a video about all that has happen in venezuela these days, so i want you to watch it and let it know to all the people what is going on in MY COUNTRY with just a reblog, and please share this video in every media. This is very serious and not a way of promote my blog.
so please euo reblog this!! and help me, its for a good cause! don’t ignore it.