Become turning into the light.
It 's all the life I've admired all these fantastic livejournal give the bona aggrazziatissimi with this formula. It 'came my time. I suck at and make me feel healthy and other human things like that, but oh, go away, and there's a lot of people I will miss him, and reservoirs and cuddles and stuff \u0026lt;3
Indiposciapercui, I self-proclaimed .... ON HIATUS!
the next two weeks will be around Europe with my dear friends to make beautiful things and forget all the bad things. Awwwwwwwww \u0026lt;3
Moving on to other little less stylish and interesting ... two words I wanted to do well on the trip to Rome!
First, the concert was strapeso and I and we were stradeficenti Adu and we managed to get sick and eprderci the last three or four types of pezi Killers - Brandon and cabbage is the most tender person and Pucci the world and I blush to think about when we sang happy birthday to her little baby with a little fan of 'crazies and he laughed like that there, because street, RIDE THEM IN THAT WAY' and >//// ////////////////////////////////////////////////// ///////////////\u0026lt;. The concert was really Franz iperpeso Executioner and the world, but I knew a few songs. In any case they did Auf Achse, which I love, so I called my best friend and I made him feel, and last night we cantatina for hours. Aw \u0026lt;3
There have been other less pleasant things in Rome, on which I will not go - harry potter and ran on foot, hysterical scenes random, fevers horse - but I would open a parenthesis apiccola dedicated to turn small Arieluccia (
eryslash
) Adu who hosted me and all his tenerosità and pucciosezza dolcioso tenderly and pucciosa AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW >//////////////////////////////////\u0026lt; And a hug and even mental Eledh which is basically been with us all the time, and the phenomenon of small-Muriel, which frankly, I'm a little 'love. Last but not least, I wish my dear Aduccia, Adolini,
eide_oconrad know once and for all what was precious to me these days with her and how much it was nice to be so ; close after a while 'time. And 'one of the people I love most and this is it, and he patted my head while I was dying of fever and showed me the young Angel and Lindsey (OHHHHHHHHHH *//////////////////// / / *) and I love her and just point. And now I feel a bit 'guilty about not being there with her and Ross woman - which is only read, but I want so much to you too - but it's true I leave tomorrow and would not be nice to fight with me just before I go to never come back (?). The one makes me sick, over. The Linda is dead? step. pray together for the good soul of Linda (
irish_breeze
, I put the blue thing in the hope that you notice this part and read it) that has become all alone the night after the Placebo concert in Verona in runs games. And they say that is not extraordinary. You write it for when you get back now and boscaha birth, but this time I will see Roman ruins in Berlin (?) And prepare your prompt that will be as beautiful as the Champs Elysees. Do the same, there behalf. I love you!
Over and out.
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