Monday, April 06, 2015


Since I'm a hopeless daydreamer, I really need the perfect tunes to complete my inner journeys. This one took me by the hand on a Wednesday morning, when I was so not in the mood to work and shit -surprise- and led me to my secret place.

That is a place that smells like jasmin, tastes like salty lips and sounds like just about that. And then I saw the light. Of my fucking pc screen.

track's info:
Ohio Players - Angel 
Mercury 1977

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