xmiro @ 2011-02-25T12:22:00
Kill me against the wall! assemble a rag! Well you can not, well.
My daring blonde head to think about studying, concerts, competitions, and she thinks only of spring, walking through the night Moscow, hand in hand, about riding a bicycle, a tequila, about kissing on the tram, cherry and dancing in the rain. And, of course, my head thinks the possibility to go to Spain and the probability of establishment there of the novel with some Juan Antonio. What a delusion!
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