A red rose should not mean more than what it is: a red rose. It seems incredible how we have destroyed the true essence of things ...
For the umpteenth time, I say that the problem is not the act itself but in the free interpretation of the recipient. Hence the need to see you again. For a moment, I feel part of something that I like, something that is far from what they really intend. And all becomes clear later. I think that basically the two needed to speak out. With days to find it's like seeing double, and without being drunk! It was hoped that "Mercedes" change. When you return to being one, sometimes your eyes are cold and very dry your words. This hurts, but I understand it that way. Nor do I have the right to ask you to change, never would, or you or anyone else. Let you go and then I also I'll go.
occurred during the rehearsal for the Gala Music Awards . With the rundown in one hand, I look for the seats allocated to recreate the moments of how some artists can receive their prize. During the break, we started talking ... Of the eight awards, the best was yours, no doubt.
Find the shade of a place in the middle of the night is more innocent than we do. Reminds me of an unforgettable time. Is positive. And it's like to feel I'm doing something forbidden. I can enjoy it knowing that we run some risk in a city like this. Because of that smile. I know that things have an expiration date, because I understand that Salzburg is next door to say, but if necessary, before everything is over, we go to Jordan and look for the danger that you like.
For just over a month I collect moments before could not cope. I try myself, and I train in the belief that the next installment will be better. Slowly I am getting, but it's hard, really. Why have things changed so much? Generally, people fear the future. To me now I want to do move clockwise with violence because this scares me. What a paradox!
so many things ...
COLLECTIBLES 141 + 126 Today, the total can not be resolved. It's funny to think that the most exciting stories I have ever lived have begun as he descended a ladder. Fortunately, life and circumstances never cease to amaze ...
With a sticker on his chest as if it were a bar code, set to be a "guy of contraband." After the adhesive paper, gin with lemon and toast endless until we seek to cross our eyes. The music stops for us. I took the initiative by proposing a game and their participation quick response, places us in the mirror. An aroma that can not be matched, first words and impressions, various sincere laughter and touch. It was time that the heart does not beat me so hard. It seems particularly . The timing is delayed by circumstances and return home (walking!). Preoperative
with nonverbal communication. And setting until it reaches the last night of winter and early spring. Our approach makes me think it's better late than never, and look how. Later, "voiceover." The game resumed with a very clear intention. Roces, kissing, cuddling and a stroke. Although usually no one gets, this time he, himself, does make me nervous to get me to dance and hold me so I would not escape.
Soon after, Cleo, Tete, Maripier, Pelusín, pigtails and Cuquín we take to the streets. We both recognize that we do not like the dawn, but now seems to bother. "Mercedes", the daughter of millionaires waiting on the street in a while. She, dressed in red, is responsible to take home, and on the way, let us know that before he and I knew, we were very close to each other. This figure represents a lot. Countered the cold to think about it. Then we go from 39 to 5 in a minute. The cat is hiding while we drink water. Heat. 8, 9, 10 and 11.
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Lavender in it. Intimate conversations and play. is special. They gave us more time sleeping together.
12, 13, 14 and 15. After all and for the rest of the day I'm sorry "aketaminado" happy as a duck.
discover someone say that during the full moon mark, and if happens at night can be magical.
I firmly believe.