A woman without a name | Tarzanija
I do not know how to start this letter ... I do not know, really. Ever since you left nothing airer is the same, everything changed in a single day, no matter what day, in one second, I feel the urge from his gut to tell you what happens when I'm sad, and yet ... something to tell me, because airer I did not same. No, dear. I am now only half a man. Even less than that. You went and only my shell, stupid biological machine airer with no soul. My soul has gone with thee. You were my soul, and now I am nobody ... It is impossible airer to write a pain. It is impossible to convey in words the pain.
As you know, the fall began. Biljana Vraneš says it will be beautiful, no precipitation, no reason to not trust her because graduate meteorologist, and yet ... I resent the pain and all that. I see others laughing. How to walk. How happy they are. How to love. And then comes over me envy. Feel baffling, irrational hatred towards all of them, all those happy couples that just this fall suits. I'll get some clouds. Clouds, rain and wind. I leaned on the window while pouring outside and looked down the street from their serene envy will you come across. Even if only to pass my street because it's airer closer that way, wherever you're going.
Do you remember? Just such a fall was when we first met! Had not yet got the drain in front, for years the whole building utility called because of him, burst into his wheels, bicycles and smaller children, but only fate is decided on that day that we find you, me and Uncle Lekic with a third, so-called Orange. airer Do you remember this, remember? I was in the apartment, from the dream woke me inhuman screams, a mixture of monkey howls and "You want to see the changes! "; the TV went "Horses again chasing", I quickly switched to Spice and landed down. I opened the front door, the water gushed into the hallway and iskvasila my slippers, dismayed time I raised my head and saw the most beautiful thing in the world ... (God, tear me moving! Strong awakens! I repeat myself as I write this, but in vain) The enormous bars screaming is abducted and the Orange which is an artificial leg fell into the grid drain and stuffed him from shaking his head flipped his lower jaw that is as puhtao airer seeping in and out and drew like a small drawer, and You're standing on the side with a bag on his head , pointing a finger at him and laughed. At that moment, as if I was struck by lightning. Old man screamed, tugged and wriggled, You got me noticed and rang all bells from his throat: airer "Look old man fucks, ekekekekekekekekekeke! Sailor saute, ekekekekekekekeke! "And I have been through airer thoughts flew all those centuries without you and insensibly we shivered upper lip. "I found these," I thought, "I finally found you." At that moment, airer you realize, that moment I knew it was you. The one I've been waiting. My only.
Quick Skip the bar, was with and I offered you tea and, since I had muffins, tea sausage. It is cold, I said, prijaće you that little utopliš. Oh God, the angels, the heavenly younger clerks for love! Whinnied you wanted, filly my noble breed. Croup These běhu wet pants These tainting the pants, so there ocrtaše letters "VIKTORIA Šefket". Up the stairs you went in front of me and coquettish quit wiggling your ass - what ass! - Ground they let the slices as a millstone to the rhythm Pomorandžinih sobs and as I earlier, so now my manhood suppressed woken from a dream. You wish and void plot, villa mine.
These I opened its doors as your heart that you open. You came and you have not stepped out of her - I saw immediately that you are skilled sweet naughty. You've stripped the bag containing the head, said she regularly wash your hair and wondered if we need to, to my left, but I was not interested in bags already ambrozijske hairs that - as infantry to "voluntarily" - as the red out of joint everywhere that a number of feminine You shoulders. Seepage These short coat, and from him surge white breasts like streams airer swelled, heavy, full breasts, the amazing disproportionate to Thy slender waist. You noticed that they eagerly watch and said it was the bombing; from my heart was gone sympathy for the Japanese people and their periodic troubles with radiation. (Asians! City to every situation out what is the best and look forward to the increased average volume of female airer breasts, they are left mourning, shutting down nuclear power plants every year churn in that bell!) The villages are in the chair without question, lit the red bond, and I retreated to the kitchen to make tea. The water is boiling on the stove, and I discreetly peeking through the door because the TV I left Spice and You - you remember, dearest? - Little waiting, I saw that I was gone, took the remote and turned on the rerun Petkazanja.
She stuck your hand in tight pants with which evaporated autumn rain, go Bora is made fewer pauses airer in speech and you're with him accelerated pace, with traditional crafts began're deep breathing, Slovaks appearance on screen elicited a muffled groan you and that I have not coughed, who knows where would have taken the fact of stay of the Avars in Čortanovci. I saw what time it is: you're sensual, eager and raving. I opened the door and asked Te
I do not know how to start this letter ... I do not know, really. Ever since you left nothing airer is the same, everything changed in a single day, no matter what day, in one second, I feel the urge from his gut to tell you what happens when I'm sad, and yet ... something to tell me, because airer I did not same. No, dear. I am now only half a man. Even less than that. You went and only my shell, stupid biological machine airer with no soul. My soul has gone with thee. You were my soul, and now I am nobody ... It is impossible airer to write a pain. It is impossible to convey in words the pain.
As you know, the fall began. Biljana Vraneš says it will be beautiful, no precipitation, no reason to not trust her because graduate meteorologist, and yet ... I resent the pain and all that. I see others laughing. How to walk. How happy they are. How to love. And then comes over me envy. Feel baffling, irrational hatred towards all of them, all those happy couples that just this fall suits. I'll get some clouds. Clouds, rain and wind. I leaned on the window while pouring outside and looked down the street from their serene envy will you come across. Even if only to pass my street because it's airer closer that way, wherever you're going.
Do you remember? Just such a fall was when we first met! Had not yet got the drain in front, for years the whole building utility called because of him, burst into his wheels, bicycles and smaller children, but only fate is decided on that day that we find you, me and Uncle Lekic with a third, so-called Orange. airer Do you remember this, remember? I was in the apartment, from the dream woke me inhuman screams, a mixture of monkey howls and "You want to see the changes! "; the TV went "Horses again chasing", I quickly switched to Spice and landed down. I opened the front door, the water gushed into the hallway and iskvasila my slippers, dismayed time I raised my head and saw the most beautiful thing in the world ... (God, tear me moving! Strong awakens! I repeat myself as I write this, but in vain) The enormous bars screaming is abducted and the Orange which is an artificial leg fell into the grid drain and stuffed him from shaking his head flipped his lower jaw that is as puhtao airer seeping in and out and drew like a small drawer, and You're standing on the side with a bag on his head , pointing a finger at him and laughed. At that moment, as if I was struck by lightning. Old man screamed, tugged and wriggled, You got me noticed and rang all bells from his throat: airer "Look old man fucks, ekekekekekekekekekeke! Sailor saute, ekekekekekekekeke! "And I have been through airer thoughts flew all those centuries without you and insensibly we shivered upper lip. "I found these," I thought, "I finally found you." At that moment, airer you realize, that moment I knew it was you. The one I've been waiting. My only.
Quick Skip the bar, was with and I offered you tea and, since I had muffins, tea sausage. It is cold, I said, prijaće you that little utopliš. Oh God, the angels, the heavenly younger clerks for love! Whinnied you wanted, filly my noble breed. Croup These běhu wet pants These tainting the pants, so there ocrtaše letters "VIKTORIA Šefket". Up the stairs you went in front of me and coquettish quit wiggling your ass - what ass! - Ground they let the slices as a millstone to the rhythm Pomorandžinih sobs and as I earlier, so now my manhood suppressed woken from a dream. You wish and void plot, villa mine.
These I opened its doors as your heart that you open. You came and you have not stepped out of her - I saw immediately that you are skilled sweet naughty. You've stripped the bag containing the head, said she regularly wash your hair and wondered if we need to, to my left, but I was not interested in bags already ambrozijske hairs that - as infantry to "voluntarily" - as the red out of joint everywhere that a number of feminine You shoulders. Seepage These short coat, and from him surge white breasts like streams airer swelled, heavy, full breasts, the amazing disproportionate to Thy slender waist. You noticed that they eagerly watch and said it was the bombing; from my heart was gone sympathy for the Japanese people and their periodic troubles with radiation. (Asians! City to every situation out what is the best and look forward to the increased average volume of female airer breasts, they are left mourning, shutting down nuclear power plants every year churn in that bell!) The villages are in the chair without question, lit the red bond, and I retreated to the kitchen to make tea. The water is boiling on the stove, and I discreetly peeking through the door because the TV I left Spice and You - you remember, dearest? - Little waiting, I saw that I was gone, took the remote and turned on the rerun Petkazanja.
She stuck your hand in tight pants with which evaporated autumn rain, go Bora is made fewer pauses airer in speech and you're with him accelerated pace, with traditional crafts began're deep breathing, Slovaks appearance on screen elicited a muffled groan you and that I have not coughed, who knows where would have taken the fact of stay of the Avars in Čortanovci. I saw what time it is: you're sensual, eager and raving. I opened the door and asked Te
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