already st'estate me I broke the balls guys.
It's hot but not lineage, during the working week, seratine fresh, the gym, I rest at the weekend ... this is the first summer where I can look in the mirror and see something acceptable, some results on the physical even after too much work, tanned to objectively well ... I'm fine.
I thought the body would be improved with the rest, but no. Inside I'm getting worse, as in the never ending story, nothing takes away increasingly large part of me and eats them, I'm dying slowly, the world wants me false and cynical ... put myself on the front line and not a puppet rag is costing me expensive.
Christ want something magical seals in my life. Bringing unprecedented, for which you can leave everything else, with no regrets. I've got still "a lot to prove" as the wiry skier Metronia door, I just need someone who believes in me ... mister, can I come?
"No"
Everyone tells me "Wait for the right moment comes, the right person comes, the right thing will come." But perhaps the best is already gone and lost without hope. There must be someone that I annaqua life ... ... and I still dilutes the only living remnants; boundary I ate enough thanks, give me the flab.
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