when the going gets tough, hard to steal the car radio. The unbearable heaviness of being
not enough Christmas, your mother you video calls (did you mistakenly brought into the world of Skype) to control if you have dust on the shelves shots "put in order if someone is" [MA Chii ????], the advance VAT, the adjustment Istat on rent (now that any symbol beginning with I feel empowered to demand your money ...), the current account to keep in theme with the holiday season is tinged with red ...
not enough. Why not managed to suppress the duvet in the morning continue to get up, to slip in the shower and throw in the world.
Follow the dot of light that is visible in the bottom of the tunnel with the same determination with which a child you fought for the braids on her own. It does not matter if it seemed that we had brought to school with her hair tie you behind the camera, dragged for miles. I had done you.
With the life that ultimately makes you a little 'from behind, you leave the house, just half casche model CarrĂ in "how beautiful making love in from Trieste down" because your caretaker decided to leave the management last three steps of your building at the Holiday on Ice, "you shut the door behind you and you walk / he tries to open all of your smart gray area, until you remember where you put your
.. Turn the corner, find it, open, salts and supports the bag in the passenger seat.
mmm ... where's my back?
mmm ... who blew my dashboard?
ohh .. that looks strange these cables all those who come from here ...
mmm ... who gave me the cd under the pedals?
NOT STOLEN me the car radio.
ME IN 2010 WE have stolen five months ago. THEY HAVE TO PROTEST
covering a EURO 19 AND 90 FROM THE ROTELLONE. Unwatchable. The mounted
ME WRONG.
MADE CONTACT ME TIME AND THE BATTERY.
TWICE.
NOT STOLEN me the car radio. YET.
But yes.
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