Jui Pos weno ... no work ... anyway ... post ... shawls ... as I start if my hamster and he tripped and walk giving welterweight and welterweight in the caster every ball because he made the trap them feet ... (pobresito toinky looks nice = P lol) weno pos ...
see ... pa begin what turns me on the head has a name ... and post pa to be repeated if every time I say I love overflows through the eyes and hands ... is no longer if I want to write about ... because it comes a host of emotions that I can not control the rage ... ... love ... the frustration ... but what hurts most is betrayal ... .. . that burns me ... even if it was for a good purpose ... no hint of reproach it was I who gave the gun ... I gave him a knife, which pierced my ... and I think that e chaleaaaaaaargh call if I think it gives me even more angry ... because ... because I find the reputation because ... hell ... dre ...
I think you better forget the issue and dedicate myself to something else ...
Yesterday was the concert of La Casta ... played the net very little ... but truth be told I needed ... jump ... shout ... ... je burst in spite of my super sore back ... that right now is killing me but it was worth ... hahahaha and we are things that only happen to me ... pa to start as the credential pinky ... I start here trying to remember the Tatem onde ingados weno had lost ... but I have still lost the certainty that in my room ... namas no weno sta ... but unemployment expired license ... aluego of waiting for hours left ... Pantheon ... if biennialallem ... that orgasm is so delicious when we started to feel ... the sax and guitar ... his voice ... the mysterious tloque Nahuaque and walks us round ... ending with a peak that evokes brings the essence and the longing to hug your body ... ok ok I got sidetracked ... the point is ... we end up with a transfusion of energy that needed it ... ... it's funny ... but not having that rola ... kill me ... I relive ... fill my pores and nostalgia ... I injected the will to live ... few people know what it means to transfusion for me ... saved me from death to death ... I was about ... but no result has been compared with the time of Cuautitlan .. . that day the power was such that I cried ... I cried knowing that I was still alive a few years ... and standing ... very pes
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