send me flowers on their own, to make him jealous man who love ... This was found more than legitimate Rob Reiner to describe the madness of certain women. And in the end was not wrong.
While the smoke surrounds my tonsils to choke, I'm here on my bed and write about anything. The doctor says there are plaques, are pieces of food that I stuffed into his throat. Miss you is full of this infection is only food, but eat well? He has stomach problems? Gastritis or something like that? No you do not have tetanus, do not worry. I can give of yourself? Are you stressed out? You bunch of hair fall? You have an outlet?
You can try this treatment for one week. Then back here and see it as wrong.
From Dr. did not want to go. What the fuck are we going to do? I know I have. Do not have a dick.
Tachifludec and a throat spray, for flood of fluids and anesthetic Argotone. Blood from his nose and tears. For a cold, of course. Gnash their teeth.
I can not take the other side of the bed. I can not.
doctors call a doctor! I always say to Fabi. I have nothing.
stomach, which now floats Tuodì in wine. I had to say this to the doctor?
Then I go to the grocery store, because you do not even toilet paper to clean up your ass. Go and return home with a bunch of stuff, two heavy bags and a shopping bag filled with lead. No shit that helps. See you in trouble, take two steps at a time and place the bags on the floor. Then, with the words angry, you stop. Rests on the floor envelopes, again, you look around, study the gays around you and discover that they are really all fags, and sway and sculettano and you hear them saying 'sure did not go all'happening was too out of that type. No, I do not go tonight. That group? What kind do? That is dream pop. I prefer to chill out. Tomorrow I'm going with Tommy. No, I did not know that you went there. The sushi? Yes, there is decent, better than the short. Okay from then on tonight. But really it was good? Daje brothers, if we see! '
You are just sick. He sculetta, with skintight jeans, the voice of a woman, giggling like a whore and a bitch as you stand there waiting for someone to help you. But he is much thinner than you, and even if you could not help. The men now stand why their women to be leaner, thinner, more sensitive assholes busier than I can not excuse I have to go fast I have to work no excuse I wanted then I'll take.
're tired, you also have a little 'influence, would you pass out, pretending to have a pressure drop, but you are there in the middle of the sidewalk and pass in front of you fags just talking about bullshit. I'm not making it up. Really.
Then you think that someone is worse off than you and think about not only the old woman of today, that the waiting room, he wore his best suit and finished the bottle of his beloved fragrance for the occasion, but the old man that sits next to it look at her. Indeed it almost seems annoyed. The pearl necklace is definitely out of place but she wears it naturally.
I think we are always the same, twenty-four or sixty years.
Then I look at the doctor's secretary. It has a provocative neckline, you slam in your face tits and smile at once and ask you your name, address and telephone number address city. Wanting to find you may find you love token as and when required, to pack up and come and live with you, and persecute those who like to love with the naturalness of who does it for a living. She knows all about you and you can not help it. We also know lead. She wears high heels and a persuasive voice to Jessica Rabbit. Maybe sometimes if you forget to be a doctor.
scatarrerei I gladly on his stupid notebook. She looks at me and apologizes for everything, if you can not find the pen, if the phone rings, if I look in your eyes, if he speaks with another. I was pissed off and the disk. I want to see where comes the madness of this debauched. The drive for a while '. Then do the reverse and sit down.
Finally Mrs. fragrant that of pearls, crosses of my eyes. And it is I who give her the first smile of the day. And I'm looking at it. She reciprocates, and shining eyes. I realized I.
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