cotidiano duro cozido

Eu estava esperando que ela tinha alguns registros, mas ela não.
Então eu sintonizado em alguma rádio de jazz clássico e jogou-me no Sopha.


'sabe, eu vou te dar um par de registros qualquer um desses dias
"para quê?" disse ela antes de entrar dentro do banheiro: "o rádio serve-me bem o suficiente, além disso, i não tem sequer um toca-discos."


Bem, ela tinha um ponto, eu pensei comigo mesmo (e ficava pensando o tempo todo ela estava usando o vaso sanitário).
', mas desta forma você não pode escolher o que você está indo ouvir' i finalmente saiu comque ela tomou um sentar ao meu lado.
"E se eu pudesse? que divertimento eu teria deixado?"


eu não poderia pensar em qualquer resposta para isso. felizmente, logo ela me beijou e deuum fim a isso.


mas o todo, enquanto nós mantivemo-nos ocupados no sofá, eu não pude deixar de pensarcomo poderia uma pessoa viver sem um jogador único registro em sua casa - e ainda pior:como eu poderia confiar em alguém assim?

pequena jóia: da croácia, pelo google, pra você

você Kolko sementes a outros em que o círculo e você pode ser, porque você tem tirado Kolko seedaj inesquecível ..... a única .... na baía do pirata .... posso foder-me a puxar a roupa até a nossa pizza só. ... zato0 me visitar novamente ...:;) ver que eu não poderia nua para desenhar srobije ....:): D

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Cupér

and so "y" is the most important for a place,
the pace of the walk which has then become a grey
and belly-flopping-50-year-old journey to
get rid of fat the quickly as then it can.

il-y-a but (af
ter joe, the belly-bearer got through the street
marching on sneakers and Ipod)
and i saw and heard the so-said
[eeee ] "y"

which was not what I
thought it should give me
(not the place, or the grammar-bid
understanding
nor the russian prep
for 'having')

il-y-a...?

"yail" came to me better for the ear
as clever as university,
but that would not make it clear
for then for her for that it had
not a meaning.
and i looked into her eyes
when there was not another Joe with sneakers
nor a Tobey running on sweaters

and Jeanette french-smiled-sadness
to me
for there was,
but something else as hard as
" c'est une fosse...
ma vie"
and further I just did not translate and just smiled-joker
with a floppy-poppy hooray-for-the-grey as
andrew decided to stay there in the road
checking the heartbeats in stopwatch

as she 'zhtonbrass' and sad raineyed action
there was not a fraction
of something i could make as
different as enchanting song française
and the sneakers of
le coq sportif got into it
got into it the motion
with no care for the heureussong
I was on and

zut, got on my nike and went for Louisiana.

Life, as said by Liliput

"Life, friends:", began to tell us

Liliput

(At this time, she still had

Two great-sky eyes, as Movie-camera

working on Head Liliput.

One -

It's fast, and all Scarecrow.

Other -

Slowly, but I Daval

What? Ljubo- Fatigue)

"Do you understand?" .

........ And one watered my pants
......... And another friend ran to her mother
......... And did not say Divino,
which is thought "Jeannette"

But I got up, went to the piano

And he kissed Liliput

And "I did not hear. Play so
mething. looking

P l it - a claim cs va.

"Maladets - understand," said.

And everything, everything, everything