Friday, July 13, 2007

2 Stroke Dirt Bike Ringtones

caipiroska09 @ 2007-07-13T13:26:00

Red Star! We support each other
..:: Ik Hou Van Jou ŎĿїmρŀå ::..[.. ..] Real aLaska ~ writes:
qundo will be cold and
..:: Ik Hou Van ŎĿїmρŀå ::..[.. Jou ..] Real aLaska ~ writes: I will offer you my blanket


The final exams ended yesterday, someone is someone goes and I'm shit. It seemed rather selfish to wish the most wonderful person I've known there to be rejected, and then I wish him all the best and luck in the world. And I thank him. I thank them all because there will never be people like them in my high school. Why can not I find them more around the corridors. Why miss something.

pass.


Fortunately there are my women.
Holly. I love this girl. And 'one of the most special people that I know virtually and I hope one day into reality. Why is the only one who thinks differently from me in everything, but they do not quarrel. Why is the only one who can calm down.
Because I only speak of my problems.
Why go to university together in Bologna. Because despite
girlfriend has not left me.
Because she is good at math and I am a blowjob.
Why do not we do anything but crap shoot.
Because she does not understand anything men. Why
sometimes starts singing for no reason.
Because our telephone conversations are remembered in the world. Because as I
fifteen days in the States without her?
Because I was always honest with her and hope she did too. Because she is
fiQa I did not.
Because she drew him and he sent his drawing.
Why is an adulteress.
Why we will meet and take a picnic.
Why do the barrel and does not tell me who his pusher x ° D

Why do I want a good soul.

And soon we make a year of delusions and friendship.

I think that's all. I can not anything better to write. One-week. Come on reaching this blessed 22.


If I had a thousand pounds for every mistake that I would spend

That old roads too narrow,
For those who want to change course or just lie a little 'go That is fine but' Sometimes you need a reason, a reason





If a day passes here
left to love me and then quickly forgotten that day and 'already' good for love qualchedun'altro
some other

say and we're throwing away
but we are good to collect.

It 's not time for us than ever we adapt
Fuorimoda, fuoriposto short, always out of
It' s not time for us who do not dress like you
not laugh, not cry, do not love you like
Perhaps naive or stubborn clever little if anything
It 's not time for us and maybe it will' never


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