When I close my eyes, they are images that come back to me. Sometimes I return to remorse, but life goes !
"The Show Must Go On" to quote a friend.
When this happened, I took refuge in this outfit, dressed all in black, cigarette hand and lost in my pensées.J looper then these streets so more informed, but had no secrets for me so every little plot carried me in a place where all the dreams and memories piled up.
I met sometimes a face that was familiar to me as I pretended to see yet so I had no inclination to chat, sometimes it was a delight who knew me and give me other idées.Une well pulpy mouth, beautifully designed with kisses would suffice pas.L certainly one of them attracted me. The man came to me and stared at the regard.C 'was a black complexion good, certainly in any African cas.Bien built in addition to being irresistibly beau.Plus he approached, his gaze was insistent and I wanted plus.Il passed me not without looking back when I had myself pareil.Je sent him to the smile he expected. A few minutes later we were in a cafe, the eyes of those lost in one another. He had offered to escort me home and I n 'point had there born refusé.De histoire.Quel a beautiful man! I loved the look he has served me who put like fire. So I began a romance with Mau.Des days, months passed Ouff and I thought, finally!
Allélua!
temps.Et It was however a few months after, joined the Mau Islands!
Love Island is not it?
Allélua!
temps.Et It was however a few months after, joined the Mau Islands!
Love Island is not it?
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