The small square in the city tends to stay to keep me company while I tend to think that I've lived just to continue with the expeditions of discovery of sheets of different colors. Mornings bring the adjectives for the people attached to a life, true or not. But there is no reason to doubt anyone who does not relate to oneself and at least early
would mention that I have even a small fan club Indians in Neptune. Collados peace and my little children, and doubt whether to be direct, romantic, patient and warm. They often do not realize that smoking is going to wear down the clock left, fracturing his hands, when you water the Cuba-libre and turning a corner of his mosque, and it seems that the feelings, after allAfter all, is to laugh and give us a raid from time to month, leaving tracing the sonnet which gives a mouth that smiles
sharing use and feel blessed for it. Things are as simple as that ... People like me tend to think we hate the routine and we do not ever know enough, but if one thing is certain, is that somehow love the solitude of the area without merging with gravity, and I say that not only muss up the bed is a luxury. Overindulging
feeling because there is no ridiculous or illogical, but the disregard for those wanting to keep dreaming minimum five minutes. Stumble watching a guru without a smile, longing for the broken wrist waist that we need from time to time, rules
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