Fortunately (or unfortunately) I changed over the last year ... paranoia began to be commonplace. Then came He came into my drawer and disaster. As he came, he went ...... May after the other flowers that had better smell
went gray days of rain and storms brain ... half of loneliness.
The sun rose, giving warmth to those who spend summers in the 'Capital City' ... burning skin and a thousand ideas.
Autumn and bring us back routine day newspapers, breakfast with Neapolitan faculty ... and talks in the style of 'Sex and the City'
Travel on the underground (reduced the number of medical advice and the heart) and clipped wings on my back pain when you breathe ... the head does not stop asking questions ... Am I a strange flower garden in the middle of this crazy?
The sun rose, giving warmth to those who spend summers in the 'Capital City' ... burning skin and a thousand ideas.
Autumn and bring us back routine day newspapers, breakfast with Neapolitan faculty ... and talks in the style of 'Sex and the City'
Travel on the underground (reduced the number of medical advice and the heart) and clipped wings on my back pain when you breathe ... the head does not stop asking questions ... Am I a strange flower garden in the middle of this crazy?
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