leave I'm afraid, fear turn and see how you go, afraid to close my eyes and I see more.
remember how we met? was an evening when we both would lose to do all the things we liked to do for a part time job to pay part of our lives when we had not a single penny, and despite what our families could give us, we preferred to get for our consideration ways to have fun ... remember what it was all nonsense? your study materials and hiding hidden phone to your boyfriend who worked there, and I could start every time you talk on the phone with my partner who was at that time?
Remember when we spent those late s in your aunt's house, stealing liquor, food and even pulling the dignity of his house through the window? those roasted in these characters coming objectionable and we finished cleaning everything and putting our best faces for when I got the witch that and did not notice anything ... Saturdays or those that came to my house and did those meals that you so often surprised ... at the end of all, our truths, those knowing glances at each other that we thought we had something to tell.
And forget those tears that we were never able to externalize, the pains that we both have and that we were not able to confess, is that I would make you suffer so much pain with my
Dolores.
We have so much fun, uff few reels, how many people we want, I opened your world and introduced me to your friends people you loved, and I opened up the world, all you want, as long as we all want much, we all miss when we are, if not come by that you stay entangled in love and when I lose myself in mine, when it's Sunday afternoon, the day of confession, when I read that message MSN telling me where you are ... or read my mail, that I command you to tell my modesty.
And it scares me to let me see, I'm afraid of not being there for when you need me, I'm afraid to close my eyes, turn and follow that road you know I have to follow, not wanting ... but because I have no choice, there are things that live nomas, continue ... somehow, I will always be within you.
S. -
super good, is starting at sunrise and is not used much
-jacket ... great National Calendar, with Rodeo as every year, many roasts, many dances ... much Clandestino .
-A fierce acidity, but deserved product of many pies and demases hehehe ... (No coments.)
"Many greetings to my dear friends, family and demases I read, I love knowing that they are always there with me and I to you. Ego Sum
-jacket ... great National Calendar, with Rodeo as every year, many roasts, many dances ... much Clandestino .
-A fierce acidity, but deserved product of many pies and demases hehehe ... (No coments.)
"Many greetings to my dear friends, family and demases I read, I love knowing that they are always there with me and I to you. Ego Sum
Sebba 
