Seadoo Sportster Blueprints

Do I forget about you (all) pt 2

As I leave the building, I talk briefly with myself, and I mumble "fuck you" in the past, am doing so happy about the gap between what you had really understood and what is liveable, I apologize for any arrogant behavior in advance, m'dearest.
half to come home feeling in other cities are expected to well, I process policy, the impressions of seven matches in seven micro-life and abusing an e-mail to you as a reflection of therapy. These days, cleaning and catharsis, and the big question is whether unreality is always forced from the non-ordinariness emerge.

The fact that the big things are indescribable, I will not admit as much. Suddenly I understand you when you broke out a word test, and you, who told me about trust and the world in wonderful and the mountains, can overcome. have helped the large-reward factor, someone to pick up later in another inner city, in a then, for large and small steps. That was just amazing, she said, doing half-way Bikram postures in suspension. Can you try this like in standing head to knee pose?
I feel like a little local girl, the kitten was the long night away, dancing on the water because it looked, you smell like the forest and your kind to ask if you like something, adding it in the next millisecond test, impulsive and liberating.

I butter-peanut butter and honey sandwiches eat just for a change and rigid in the morning, because the theory (mine of you named constructs) in practice to work at odd seamlessly appears to me and the last end, despite all of arrival, but a little confused because I do not even have to play mediator. In the evening we are tired and still scream loudly offensive words through the restaurant and the waiter smiled kindly at us, and I exhausted my adrenaline in phases, with the lovable and you tick, you command thee age, Averna, ah Werner. Let me take this ease, hinüberretten, konservieren, einlagern wie Frederik's Sonnenstrahlen für den Winter.

Even better in real life.

Du im weißen Morgenmantel und girlie-sweetness-overkill, der so gut mit der Frau in dir zusammenpasst. We don't identify, not even as lesbian, and sometimes we may have little in common, but five days in this city just couldn't have been any better.