A confusion that is priceless
And so today I woke up with swollen ears, with the smile of a good night with a dislocated arm about your body. Greasy hair, sweat, cigarettes, never smoked, and legs burning pleasure, and was merry, merry and left me in the morning. I did not know the time so far reminded the meeting that the screenwriter, named Daniel. And of course, as a lead in the head, I dropped the surf, but the text message from a gentleman. This day was the worst.
started at noon with a tense-but-successful conversation with mom about the relationship with his artist beauvoireana. This was an omen and not know how to see. Mom is an ogre. Mom seems to be a monster. Mythically, do not leave. Now, back to the sign, I knew something was wrong. Arriving at the room, I smelled it. That phone message was purged presage a confunsión.
him, Master, taut, muscular tense, waiting with a strange light and "smile", he fought me the debt that I belonged. Maybe, yes. Maybe that less than a yes. But so, fight, fight, argue, explanatory statements and flight in silence. I hated her departure in silence. Yes, I hate the men fled in silence. Yes, I hate the male perfume when going without my permission.
In all accounts, therefore, in short, choose one of the above. I was pulling me to smile in understanding, but did not understand, I caught off base and I eliminated from the Round Robin. After all, I wanted to see your smile again, smell you to 30cm and keep listening to your voice rhyme, a rhyme indeed very masculine. But this Round Robin I missed it.
I have not slept, not you, but in part for you. This is because the other party takes the computer and the books I read guidebook for my grade from the university. Wear the same 18 hours of sleeplessness as usual, except that they are different. Tastes like you. It has the flavor of the disorder and a good piece confunsión Dada.
This is a return, I know. Dada or not Dada is back. They have spent hours and sit in the same position of uncertainty in which we allow ourselves. It's going to dawn at 5 to 30, when Venezuela. The clock rang clocloc daddy. I hardly listened my ears inflamed with lust for my tea and the dense mountains of books hiding my naivety.
I'm not victim, but I bet a meeting that is priceless.
Yes, AF. For you.
started at noon with a tense-but-successful conversation with mom about the relationship with his artist beauvoireana. This was an omen and not know how to see. Mom is an ogre. Mom seems to be a monster. Mythically, do not leave. Now, back to the sign, I knew something was wrong. Arriving at the room, I smelled it. That phone message was purged presage a confunsión.
him, Master, taut, muscular tense, waiting with a strange light and "smile", he fought me the debt that I belonged. Maybe, yes. Maybe that less than a yes. But so, fight, fight, argue, explanatory statements and flight in silence. I hated her departure in silence. Yes, I hate the men fled in silence. Yes, I hate the male perfume when going without my permission.
In all accounts, therefore, in short, choose one of the above. I was pulling me to smile in understanding, but did not understand, I caught off base and I eliminated from the Round Robin. After all, I wanted to see your smile again, smell you to 30cm and keep listening to your voice rhyme, a rhyme indeed very masculine. But this Round Robin I missed it.
I have not slept, not you, but in part for you. This is because the other party takes the computer and the books I read guidebook for my grade from the university. Wear the same 18 hours of sleeplessness as usual, except that they are different. Tastes like you. It has the flavor of the disorder and a good piece confunsión Dada.
This is a return, I know. Dada or not Dada is back. They have spent hours and sit in the same position of uncertainty in which we allow ourselves. It's going to dawn at 5 to 30, when Venezuela. The clock rang clocloc daddy. I hardly listened my ears inflamed with lust for my tea and the dense mountains of books hiding my naivety.
I'm not victim, but I bet a meeting that is priceless.
Yes, AF. For you.
Louis, neno
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