: ugo: Eh
Yu-hoo.
exactly one month since last post. And no, I do not do it on purpose.
not have a dick to write but I felt the physical need to write something. Or better. The stuff I write, but even if I were not so cazzosamente reserved and unable to express myself I could even write what I write.
The basic problem is that whoever reads this post that I never will, and conversely, those who could read I would not do so.
You understand? I do not know XD
too many things happen so fast. I would like to send people to fuck off and then say, but how the fuck do not you understand? Only after that would be even more difficult to resume relations. And while I wish that some people turned back because they do not can give in this way. Probably me who are so proud and certain things I would not have made. There is evil cast, and what is meant is not understood. Or at least those who perhaps should have understood not understood. O produced. Or I do not even know what. What
tired everything. What agony and suffering.
I'd like to break away and leave me a ride, go to Sardinia with his mother was not a bad idea but the father has cheated me the place. At times like this I would be really helpful. I'm also a bit 'miserable here.
The only happy note in these days of shit is POALS ò___ò I'm not kidding, I really think. Inter are sympathetic but of those characters I do not ever cheated that much. But I'm passionate about everything and everyone. What a wonderful thing to read a good story.
My momentary satisfaction can be found here in the section http://poly.our-cross.net/ E 'published in a thousand other places the authors * salutes with his hand * but this is what I have and Favourites this will scoff u__u
next month, I'm afraid!
PS Sooner or later I will also Splinder. I have the template, I just put there to fit the cabin.
0 comments:
Post a Comment