Before leaving the front, not to do, there hilacion try to build a didactic poetry that earned my dreams aplauzo and the flirtatious glances from some colleagues, peers as well. It is not easy to do as planned and even less as planned ... when is an odyssey of inappropriate impulses. I want to sleep, tomorrow is today, without thinking I descanzo that time is running out to close my eyes, I just want my end product of the disorder lios past, those days where the future was far away and relax day were consistent, too late now I regret the waste of my past.
Why not study?
... The next cycle if I get batteries for this! xD
Why not study?
... The next cycle if I get batteries for this! xD
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