Viva la vida! Or "Coldplay are always right"
Oh, how I love Sundays.
Seriously, I love it.
was not that I do not I'm not enjoying it.
I spent the morning in the garage in search of various objects and vague utility to take Bologna.
Oh, my Bologna.
Here a parenthesis I have to open.
STEFANOOO!
I hate it.
No, I love it. Mah
I sewed his fucking accent calabbrese (two b) and his way of saying Koon-sensei.
Damn.
Anyway, I love the group of Bologna.
There is not a normal or slightly busy.
Apart Tensai.
You are superior to us all and guide us towards the light.
Through the yaoi.
Eheheh.
As I said, the beauty of my Japanese class is that if I say YAOI women screaming and men tremble.
What wickedness.
also one of the group gave me the DVD of Queer As Folk, which I accepted with tears in his eyes.
And I got a reading Zetsuai. And to read
Tensai Katekyou Hitman Reborn! How
enjoy.
un'angolino also devoted to my small kohai.
Why is my baby, wickedly fluff, Barb adorable I must pass his ficcy so the alphabet and gave it to reissue the command correctly (and longer in certain parts ... Kufufu).
And why, despite increasingly angry at the end face, the Pershyuccia enlightened me properly.
If I say, Tommy and Mane is just the tip of the iceberg. If I say
Sahariel & Harem begin to drool and make malicious thoughts and pwp. If I say I start at AU
more pictures pretty much based on the word RAPE.
Oh, how I love my child.
close my thread and get ready for the afternoon that there is a birthday.
At least I'll enjoy a bit.
Jaa, mata!
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