Saturday, December 15, 2007

Turqoise Color Bedroom

Thirty


It also came as the thirty-two years. Frankly I do not understand fully. A bit like the reality in general, but that's another story. I still feel fifteen and if someone hears me when I speak, it will seem that he has twelve. Of course I have not discovered the secret of eternal youth, I just try to maintain a constant speed of alcohol and drugs. It helps a lot. Far be it from me, the prospect of making pathetic accounts or complaints of any kind. I am only saying that the last was a year of intense and satisfying, in which many things have changed. He cited only the two most important. Meanwhile, at last my work is a glimpse of the prospects and glimmers of hope they do. In addition, in love with a beautiful girl, not even in the most optimistic delusions I would have hoped that it was so wonderful. That's it. Last but not Findus, I want to thank all those that I have studded SMS greetings. Son of satisfaction. Having said this does not add anything else. Now we see who will survive the party tonight. Au Rivoire.

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