the summer he plays
that is, once said, are a rich person and confused.
I repeat today. with joy and enthusiasm that he agrees.
I listen to music, I always listen to music. months are the happy owner of an ipod and then I drive and listen to the playlist rap (for hard drive), get down and put the rnb (suspension for walking), and step into the house to the Italian singer-songwriters (reflective and engaged). . I tried the Krall in traffic and does not work, the relationship to work either, and even batch to walk ...
however are now past the full random mode. chaos lead me anywhere! then popped associations places / soundtrack / mood. and I find myself living between passages like Credence Clearwater Revival / bijork / Laquidara / black eyed peas / bach / Guano Apes / Buddha Bar / Misc Neffa etc. ..
top of that I have a digital machine that I change by a lot of my life the right way. nice thing of course. and I feel like tonight to enjoy the bonfire of the patron saint of turin and then returning to the car I lose myself in the curious and interesting corners of the streets e.. photo photo. trovarsele to the rim and slammed in his face. and after an hour, only distracted by a text message, I realize what I continue undisturbed and to enjoy this experience, but rather than listening to the machines if you get shot while in the middle of the road, decide to place the headphones and press the triangle ..
isolated moltro whistle and walk slowly and calmly .. meet many couples, or single women who return home on foot .. of all ages. are the 2 and play with all summer. how nice! brilliant! I could breathe better, I'm inspired and step (which will shit, I know, I have yet to us the hand).
within an open yard in the countryside and I taste the darkness. I thought to complete the jig, but the batteries gave up the first (I have to order a spare!).
of this rich and have a thousand thoughts that women and nurture life.
tangled in my essence, but now also have the headphones that runs inside the shirt does not cross with the shoulder strap of the camera in the bag or shoulder strap, a pocket for your iPod, cell phone and the other lives (exhaust) with the keys. and my pants are loose and touch the ground .. and the lock left of the machine is still broken, but I remembered to fill up. with ATM. but you can put 50 euro? go to vapor before?
and then I have not explained the reason for my happiness, then maybe you do not even know me .. but I can say that I am. and this has impacted on days unexpectedly and management of unusual for me .. Yesterday in one way or another six girls from different backgrounds were interested in me, will you flattered by offering a aperitif, either playing with looks, or the number you want to ask him a book ..
do not know, I can not do without it to tell. I find it absurd. and rather embarrassingly, in these proportions mean!
peace, smile and look at it.
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