PEN-Uriah
chau puuu and high, since there are more, here is a flower and flourish of casual sex and promiscuous ... this course in our dreams, the ultimate pen-uria above has not scratched. .. the reality is sad and thought-osa (not in the sense that we would like) ... As for the writer, me, me, Valerie, today is a sad anniversary .. it is spent anno dall'ultim incontro intimo con l'altro sesso o il sesso di un altro, e come sex and the city insegna, sono (di nuovo!) illibata come una vergine araba...e mi girano le palle come al fidanzato della vergine di cui qui accanto... per quello che riguarda gaia (o gaio ancora ci sono dubbi sulla sua identità sessuale...è inutile cara coinquilina superstite che insisti a proclamarti una donna rispettabile...già ci sono dubbi sul fatto che sia donna figurarsi sulla tua rispettabilità) è ridotta ad arricciarsi i capelli in solitudine e compulsivamente ;) ma almeno si allinea alla maggior parte dei dipendenti italiani e passa il 90% del tempo in ufficio a cazzeggiare, la qual cosa è apprezzata dalla sottoscritta che passa le sue giornate Work to sleep in a chair (but is quite uncomfortable) fortunately (for me), his frustration has turned into a culinary frenzy, and then takes care to feed it every day and try to keep me away from snack foods, junk food any other business that would otherwise I would lead to the devastation of the stomach. A quick game for a few days of vacation (and puu know what the hope that dwells in my heart about the activities in which to dedicate once at home) and then our beloved gay (or ugo if you prefer) will only the third and perhaps more sociable flatmate ... drum roll and balalaika: katerina (or Katarina, whatever you want in those days ).... frivolity reigns supreme like never before in this house ... and not fear gay, I'll break your balls regularly at home (I aggratis phone calls;)) (this explains the constancy with which the nanadeiloakersenzacappello calls home in the evening) and I ... gaia we enjoy the last hours of each other's company (and I mean to each other and with our mosquito) between ice, heat and infamous singing of various chibensai for tonight ... we think we've written enough crap, and then close all the goodbye minchiettucce (and which is exactly the fucking lot of pen-uria;))
kisses kisses kisses worth
handshakes handshakes handshakes by ugo / gaialadonnarispettabile
ciaoo
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