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Qusta ...


And yes, I'm home. A home early. Evening ended badly, started badly, performed poorly. Quarrel with Andrew and Sonia at the same time! And go like that!
But it was just that! noooooooooooooo
I go home angry, angry, terrified, furious, and who do I see?
EHHHHH ... dear Veronique Trulli who came out with Matt and fresh fresh from the front door of the house. Is it true he had forgotten about and I do not know what I stayed a moment to scribble down with no bone and a minimum (but I say minimal) Mattia style ... He sorriino
with man of the world that has seen that done fucked turned anything (but who really believes he mortadella double layer fat on the eyes and a sense of intelligence to be discovered) to me: "And you let her go out with me? ".
I said, 'Why not? "
He said, "He told me tonight."
I realized on the fly. I looked and looked more indifferent enough that I could draw all these years of subterfuge love ... I've condensed in a moment, and I turned the heel. Without even looking I said: "I miss you shake the tip of a hair ...". Two raspatine with shoes and I pushed the door. I open the elevator and out Veronica smiling. Not I cheered, I know. He had no sense, I have not even looked at. On some anger and fear had kept well vent. About her. And on the keys of this computer. But
cazzoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
But what a mess I made?? Great night


Anna PS I need Isa ... I want to cry ...

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God bless the xmas card!

have gone for a while, not that I did not have much to say anyway, my roommates were able to speak to me, saying, among other stupid things.
benefits and hardships of living in three: a dreamer and the other in love with love. I see flowers, hearts and love from all sides.


I have to say this and as usual, not that I do not care that much about how I see it. I desire to sanctify
Christmas at its best: sex and desire to have sex.
I hear the belly, and something that I do not want to oppose me in those days.
thank you again for having bought back in '99, in the tiny seaside village, this card Omnitel. I've been up to a user tim year, where I was on vacation but did not take that blessed line, and never any time for an overload of users. So one day I took the car of the then man who was with me and tried a center Omnitel. And so was born
un'indossolubile mutual exchange of favors. She my little sim, sucking the soul of this girl with long pauses and I for my part I try to trane benefits and emotions.
Especially when Christmas time comes in the form of text messages. SMS to someone important and known in this house. Someone who I bare, I have to, I do love me biting, licking, sucking and what can be done via SMS.
Yes, because by sms, all you can do really well and I will make him easy to do.
Perhaps because this is simply that YOU know what he wants and knows how to move the wires of my little perversions.
are about three weeks that I connected this strange relationship, made up of invisible hands of keystrokes as if they were bitten, the "ti-ti" arrived as if they were moaning.
It's amazing to say, I want her. A
craving.
I wish to explore, and because they want to hear what you want to give it. I know that storcerò own nose after reading what I write, but it is. Every night my
is a furious, desperately looking for us via sms, undress, smell if anything was possible. Even now I guess the dark sweatshirt with the open, with the white strap of her bra in front of my eyes, with that pendant that falls right in between her breasts.
Please, Madonna Diosanto good, I've never been so.
It 's you, I know it's his fault, it's always his fault.
And sometimes even a little bit mine. Luckily
now that is not at home.

Veronique

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Haste


I worked like crazy all day on that project without any sense of the university.
Since this morning at 7 am, all I did.
understandable that I was hysterical ... as no. But tonight
exaggerating.
not even listen to those who spoke to me. I broke 2 glasses below and here is not that abound.
calm down so I had been here. One moment. Just to say, "Anna, you do not have any hurry, hunting."
Autoconvincimento.
And in fact I really do not hurry.
I also already had a shower ... I just have to get dressed and I can even go out tonight and say goodbye to those damn books.
And yes ... why the hell has its True Matt, Isa has its Ale ... (maronnanon you hear talk about something else: P: P) and I? And then I
mica could spend every night alone with the guinness and books: D.
I have my branches to break and break them a little bit tonight. Yet another
Andrea (I do not know if this name is a curse or a blessing for me:)). And Andrea is. I hope so, let's face it ... and not the least.
mutual attitude a bit 'strange and dimwitted of grown-olds who run around and glances through text messages. And as long as one does not unlock everything, it seems to really be back to quindic'anni:).
He unlocked everything. I was a bit 'too taken in recent days. He did.
Very good. He did a lot of good
:))). Also because I would have stayed with my breast guinness and my books ...
The other two around the house ... even anxious tonight and I know they will not know what I'm anxious, but they seem to both. Tonight I want to drink beer in "his" company and talk about everything ... but like the last time we met.
And I like his house a lot.
So I salute you and wish you a good evening to you all! Anna Isa

PS and Vero think Andrea is another. There was an exchange of Andrea (there are so many around) and have no idea: P. Eeheheh who knows when they read ... they think it's going to be Sonia ghghghggh ...

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flirting

no longer believe in the strange sensation of corteggiamento.Anzi, I do not remember much I was addicted from the relationship with that.
These days however, I rediscovered.
I met him a couple of days ago, I left the babysitting, it was eight days ago about it.
Step by dad to greet him before returning home to Anna, I knew that Real came out and did not want to leave her alone.
Arrival at the house of my father and I find this guy ... I is presented as "Alex, a colleague of mine."
I have not been there much, but the time to give him my cell phone number with the excuse, arichitetta by dad eager version of "me out a bit '."
is already felt that the name of James was only a memory.
(in brackets: I told James that are no longer sure I wanted to be with him, she did not answer nemmneo)
Moral of the story: it is two nights that are not nearly as pets, because I spend most of the evening or Alessandro messages with this phone or that tonight, that's incredible, I asked her out!
urgent advice of my roommates as well as souls trust.

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The house is empty ... Happy ending


Today I saw Sonia yet.
seems that the past centuries are, how many things we have to say. Sometimes it seems that nothing ever happens in life ... but I guess it's true: P.
E 'in this period that the house is empty. Isa and true and I am very busy as well, but for me the whole stuff to do at home. Every time I go down to the theater, but much less than usual. They are holed up there for a while '.
outputs in the evening there are, of course ... at least those! But I'm usually tired.
And the house, especially, is empty. I tried to fill it with Sonia, who has been a good help, even better than I hoped. Dinuovo But now the house is empty.
One should also get used to it and yet I do not.
Tonight I miss. Very. I miss
True. With her hysteria and her fabulous face, his cheeky grins while eating in bed. I miss
Isa, as sweet as heaven, with his eyes that are the envy at sunset.
I really am lucky, you know? I love them. And I need them ... maybe because of them myself.
But tonight there is just a few candles lit around the pink house. I have stolen from the drawer of Isa. It has so many.
... and there's the bittersweet taste of his greeting of true, fast, mid-afternoon. Before exiting.
The house is empty ... and the clicking of the keyboard seems to resonate everywhere.
I'll be back at work with my Guinness ... hoping that inspire me. Anna

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I stay in bed to watch movies and eat leftovers with stupid Gennaro Esposito.
And I was right there in bed, with Gennaro nestled next to me, but the doorbell rang. I was so absorbed in nullafare I took that half stroke. I had absolutely no desire to go to the door. But no. I thought it was someone trying True or Isa, I had absolutely no desire to get up.
Then my strange sense of duty I was dragged up there to handle.
With my dressing gown and straw-colored hair held up by the band as best I answered the intercom with a face of disgust and boredom. As usual the mess
intercom does not understand what they say in the tube, and so I opened the blind as we always do. I waited
ascended the ghost without a name, sitting on the chair-chair of the entry, I know, I should paint for months and I have not yet done. " Drin acid doorbell entry.
I look through the peephole and gasped a second. Respect and I spend 2 billion thoughts on his mind. About the third time and I am convinced of that I fell asleep on the bed and dreaming.
of a sudden I open and look straight ahead, with a sort of look of defiance.
loss.
Sonia. Sonia, the girl from cotton. My Sonia. The
so called because it has always had a white skin and soft, the stress we used to be not rare. His cheeks were suitable for use qualasiasi better than a rubber ball. The
called them when we were shooting all together.
not even greeted me when I saw it. He said: "I'm sorry you know, I was sick of bullshit. I come in?".
That is stuff that even in the movies ...
We were hated, one day, even fist fight. And yes we were best friends. But for reasons that now seem to me just too stupid to be reported, we had scratched his face like two silly geese poultry.
But yesterday she always used to end the purple hair. That we used the same, I have one identical. And he had his eye askew and sad. As always.
I was at the mouth of discovery. I mumbled a hello not a little strange. Not too friendly. And I told her to enter.
We spent the evening in bed with Gennarino to talk and eat leftovers, repeating a thousand times that was fucked up. Years without talking. What bullshit!
She was not hard to know where I live. She did not see me moving here, but we still have many mutual friends. And she came, alone, brave as ever.
"I did not know who would open," he said at one point.
It made me feel that sentence.
I want to know the True and Isa, although when she returned True, later, he looks at a bit 'dazed, not understanding a lot and sang a song from the comic and obscene, invented all the time. I laughed like crazy and Sonia, a bit 'intimidated, he was clearly disoriented. Completely true ... she-ass, of course ...
Well, boys, happy end there! Wow are there! Anna

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Anna, True and Isa


12:33 pm any day of any year close to 2000
Chronicle of a home.
Oh and these are the true legs this morning.


This post only want to emphasize the wonder of what we're doing. I
ticking on the keys, our PC is under the window, so I can see the sky. Sanlorenzese gray sky, but no rain. And this is not so bad that soon I take the scooter.

Isa is getting dressed, running like crazy from one room to another. Isa did not know that it is a small bottle cap. Hihihihihihi.
And you see this funny little thing that runs through all the rooms with one leg in the trousers and no, in the mouth of the sheets I think it's late and grudgingly screams.

Anna is cooking the stuff and put up to Vasco. I just said that when just us Vasco says ".. that they have no more saints nor heroes .." she breaks mysticism.
concoction which I think is a compound sauce, redolent of tomato and was into her head to make ravioli.
ravioli with ricotta and spinach. I'm almost afraid and I know that as always I will call the bean to bring me pizza.

And I, what about me?
vestaglina'm still sleeping. A shoulder straps, because the undersigned has not yet realized that it's December. And she enjoys doing the super sexy when there's friends of friends. Son taking good morning. Maybe it is that last night I called Matt and it made me wake up in good spirits.
He called me several times yesterday, I tried. It 'like being licked by hugs, small, tender, embrace the tiny moments of life. His slow voice, his pauses, his silences, his endorsements, his denials. E 'him, I know, I feel it. A call with all the names of the possible and impossible is, and always will be the L-moon, light and blade, but also online, lynx and lust, unmida leaf, suspended animation, love up, overwhelmed by his vague L ' soul still asleep.
What a beautiful love that is true. Me tell
alone.

Veronique

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Anna today is a Monday in March, and a bit unsympathetic 'irritated by too much wind.
Anna is tired and wants a peaceful corner, a second of respite.
Anna thinks. Think continuously, without stopping, without rest.
Anna loves. Again, no brakes.
and drinking chocolate, chocolate because it's December and there is
Anna smiles from God alone, since this morning, and is glad that no one sees, even in passing. Anna
today I spoke on the sly. He says that this two-day stop in the house are not weighed.
Anna has worked so hard and maybe too much, did not deserve this.
But it's gone. Anna
he dozed, first, on the kitchen table, although he should not have. It 'was a light sleeper, it seemed that many were around to do and this has lingered between sleep and wakefulness.
Anna now has a red sweater. And it is strange, because she does not like red so much. But this sweater has a little 'help, today.
Anna has a dream, a little small tonight and would like to see it realized, as sweet as you imagine ... Anna