I was born when the TV was still black and white, we had the so small that you could see well only stamps. Then I grew up, without haste to say Actually, that never m'รจ no phlegm, such as coglionaggine.
At school I went there a year earlier, chedduepalle Asylum, I did make games for young children ... so on, until I became a puber, in short, is ... by ... You got it, what do you call those who enter puberty ... puber, confinement, puberti?
mean that there ... adolenscenziarmi then also, I had become full-optionals and I accorgetti ... EMH ... suddenly realized that women from unnecessary and pedantic playmates, had become attractive entertainment for the thing that keeps you hidden from others and is not, nor porn magazine, or lower back.
very satisfied, I said to myself that with the theory was in place ... As for the practice while I was training, it is always better to come prepared to events.
But the devil does not make any pots or covers, and even wedding lists.
'ZZO is, the devil or a salesman?
Well ... maybe what the other is a paradise to me care one stone ... but I still do not understand, then m'adeguavo.
And time passed, no ifs and no one ... Did I ... Guell ... she asked him, who then also went to work, not by choice, but as usual, fucked by the absence of alternatives.
And then they are not ambitious, nor venal ... just a little 'confused at times, it is often clear of things all at the price, but not always the value that they rarely result is consistent ...
How Money is not a bad way, provided you look at things from the right point of view (that of a homeless man) ... the mortgage, mutual, the changed conditions, the pants ... well ... Fortunately, food stamps, that without those die of hunger, but I'm not complaining, it is said that many do not even have the money to cry, you know ... to me those are never missed.
Or were your eyes?
Oh well, even the ones I have and yet full-featured, nearsightedness, farsightedness, misanthropy, utopia ...
I feel fortunate, and I've always done jobs that I liked.
Before this, then what ... for a while 'also that other ... but always work at the end ... if that bothers you then test the mattresses to sleep and even when they make you do overtime, you always have insomnia. Meanwhile testosterone continued to tickle, like the breeze among the leaves ... seductive rustling of leaves, languid sunshine and rare bird that warbled ... that what he sent me away to the head, was out of my mind, that perfect butt, gave me only the head without the head, did not even text, that he used his head too, was a head caxxo, one that moved head ... what I miss, that throwing heads or tails, I would have taken a head, what I got stubborn, is now testing a more ... and I, who are stubborn, I went away to his head and always took in the ass.
At the end I pretended not to risk correr, fintatti, fingetti ... well ... Pretending to be misogynist hours and finally breath.
And now, fuck the biographies, I'm going to get a coffee ...
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