I am here waiting.
support my body and my elbows and look forward slowly. I look forward to watching
, crushed like a schiacciatina rosemary, very good and crisp, the kind who takes you to school by paninari recreation.
What good times those of paninari. The
paninari with the existence bitter, which ones that poretta had a half-closed eyes and no one knows why, so many fantasies were made on this eye a bit 'open and a little' no. Mah
A big MAH stands on me right now, a question older than me, and do not take much.
say that Nietzsche may have saved his eyesight began to write with a typewriter, in fact.
And here I try to watch only the keyboard, writing with eyes closed.
MAH But this is even if I do not watch, like a cloud hovering over me angry that shoots just rain.
MAH that is very different from BOH.
Much less teenage. The
paninari with schiacciatina, so I feel you, while I watch people pushing and becomes increasingly pervasive, taller and bigger than me and pushes me maybe we will run away a child in this mixture of breath and sweat, wiggle and arms holding pieces of paper from many different colors.
Also here, with one hand in my dime juke bok, and I look over my time and perseverance, the moment when I have my star that will protect me, my place in the sun, my much sought tenderness. I do
force because patience is the virtue of the strong, and I think what I did in the day, I think of what awaits me outside and strafuori and think about what I can create and build. So many things in the world can do, but Tassoni .. No, come on.
And watch the world go by and take my place. Many people would like and tried to take your place, but my cock tell them only to you. Bullshit.
I want to brake my nerves and I do yoga, breathing heavily, with the anxiety that goes slowly mingling with the media who have supported it.
Just a bit of 'up to me, come on.
Believe.
as the death that comes in and overwhelms you, now I'm sure that overwhelm me also hoped the hope of being the highest, or at least the highest of heels or a marked rudeness that at times there is.
Look, go and look at the dead souls, the bodies lightweight foam on the river that look attentive mind, and after some careful space, mind.
I'm here.
and I think we are dreaming.
one thing I'm here waiting at the bar.
support my body and my elbows and look forward slowly. I look forward to watching
, crushed like a schiacciatina rosemary, very good and crisp, the kind who takes you to school by paninari recreation.
What good times those of paninari. The
paninari with the existence bitter, which ones that poretta had a half-closed eyes and no one knows why, so many fantasies were made on this eye a bit 'open and a little' no. Mah
A big MAH stands on me right now, a question older than me, and do not take much.
say that Nietzsche may have saved his eyesight began to write with a typewriter, in fact.
And here I try to watch only the keyboard, writing with eyes closed.
MAH But this is even if I do not watch, like a cloud hovering over me angry that shoots just rain.
MAH that is very different from BOH.
Much less teenage. The
paninari with schiacciatina, so I feel you, while I watch people pushing and becomes increasingly pervasive, taller and bigger than me and pushes me maybe we will run away a child in this mixture of breath and sweat, wiggle and arms holding pieces of paper from many different colors.
Also here, with one hand in my dime juke bok, and I look over my time and perseverance, the moment when I have my star that will protect me, my place in the sun, my much sought tenderness. I do
force because patience is the virtue of the strong, and I think what I did in the day, I think of what awaits me outside and strafuori and think about what I can create and build. So many things in the world can do, but Tassoni .. No, come on.
And watch the world go by and take my place. Many people would like and tried to take your place, but my cock tell them only to you. Bullshit.
I want to brake my nerves and I do yoga, breathing heavily, with the anxiety that goes slowly mingling with the media who have supported it.
Just a bit of 'up to me, come on.
Believe.
as the death that comes in and overwhelms you, now I'm sure that overwhelm me also hoped the hope of being the highest, or at least the highest of heels or a marked rudeness that at times there is.
Look, go and look at the dead souls, the bodies lightweight foam on the river that look attentive mind, and after some careful space, mind.
I'm here.
and I think we are dreaming.
one thing I'm here waiting at the bar.
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