Derse spiral down my neck. Now I can not sigh, but I know my breath.
I threw threw threw me me me me I throw throw throw throw me threw me ... luck has been on my side for now, I hope that now leave me. It would be fair, right?
A kiss to all, and myself in today, because I will not see me.
not want to go to Rome, but just the opposite, that Rome should come to me. ^ ^
(I hate goodbyes, but always lead to something new ... that can not be bad)
Bye.
(I throw)
