not get me wrong ... also I like Paris. But in the last five days I learned to hate. Don I miss you so much, maybe you have no idea. Things have happened that require your presence and moments where the only thing on my mind was: "Why the fuck is not Esther?" or "Now I go up there and me to bring it to Rome." Can I get serious
emancipation treasure the evening, I knew too much about myself, I understand what I now even if that something is always missing ... and maybe you know what it is.
seems a bit of a love letter (ehehe) but you know I love you and do not compromise on this issue. I can not wait to see you and tell everything that happened in those few but endless days. Chinese beer and rum in a gogo my good veins Don Vito. Never mind that revolves around me or you or the whole world ... Cicca I adore thee! Countdown finished last. More that One Two Uhh Uhh ..
I really hope you had fun, but I also hope that you had to miss a second of our crap and myself.
at Al I mean one thing: the accounts and both accounts. Always with me because I pray you, and why we pray.
Why every woman in his small is a fucking DEA . And we know that it means. You are the true, and I love you for it, and when you come in this city puzzolentissima I love, I'll kill you alcohol that you even stand up XD
When you understand that we have two fantastic people around if they make these stupid things and I know that I will end badly .. just look at what happened to Leopardi. ..
Esy.
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