Thanks to the beautiful resort holiday invented by the university "without teaching schooldays, I had the morning off and went to Santa Cruz to me autoregalos birthday. A lack of car, I took the bus. At that time was full of retired, elderly women with bouffant, one shouted to a mobile exceeding human limitations of the treble, the other kept his composure. Look to my left and an octogenarian talk to myself, so I retreated to my previous position that it removed from my field of vision. Here I had already put the mp3 (I have no ipod nor divine chachi such things), so if I was misseda curse, only time will tell.
I had spent the night dreaming of a shoe that was discovered 2 years ago and thought but no longer sold. In fact it was a distressing dream, the kind where you sleep only to wake again slightly at 15 minutes and so on to infinity. In plan: zzzzzzzz zzzzzzzz shoes I have to go for shoes ZZzzZZZzz
walked in their search for the typical street long, straight and deserted. A fat guy dressed in blue with patches of plaster andthe eye to see blood spurts out vigilante.
The guy moved his neck and turned not to miss the trip, lest it might suddenly decide to mess and I lost. I wanted to spontaneous strokes that never happened.
remains do not understand how people like that, when a click can blow off steam at home with the most elaborate of their fetishes. Should be vented out into the street ¬ ¬
boyfriend have greatly reduced these situations. The fact that 90% of your friends are men, too. If youaround with them perverts leave you alone but not alone. I can not even tell you if you happen to come up with a short skirt or showing the slightest piece of meat, then all the old green-eyed weirdos vacĂay pearly sweat as a complement, agree to stumble on your way.
And I wonder, was there a time when they were normal people? Moreover, are they now? I would not want any of my acquaintances mutase a. .. ESO. Fos.