I speak of lobotomy is simplistic to see the neglect in which rampant strays every day.
amazed and incredulous at the sight of far too many obscenities.
Feel characters are all based solely on its aesthetic value to blame the so-called "transgender" I find it one of the atrocities more silly and ridiculous accadutemi recently: a friend of mine-EMO-transgender discrimination that "is so tanned only to be seen, giving the appearance of value only in that it does not reflect what they really are. They should learn to accept. "
I do not know. I think you do not need any thoughts on what, for talks that do not conceal anything, perhaps unworthy of an answer, blame The distinctive, it has been slow to occur.
A mild stroke anxiety and overwhelms the days, looming ever attend to, projects affixed to the walls of the brain just waiting maid on the scooter fitted with a spatula to expel implementing the sign sale, concepts that are too complex to exert and share my thoughts are mine just , "evaporate boredom through a cigarette that never goes out and never goes out and never goes out and never goes out. "
And gratitude, and then love, and then the pride and love again, and then the sense of pride, and then again love, and then slowly walls of rooms that are painted and i primi pezzi del mobilio in attesa del camion dei trasporti, e poi altro amore.
Coccole di amori di sempre, di amori da sempre, di amori per sempre. Grazie a loro qui ancora si respira.
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