yukariandou @ 2008-02-01T15:17:00
Friday 'last, I went Gigi D'Ag to live in Milan. Fantastic as always the great Gigi, incredible sound.
While I was waiting, the crowd in half, next to me, a boy, beautiful eyes. Talk to friends. I look at him and looks at me. She looks at me and look at him. Inevitable that eventually we speak. In short, it's a nice guy. Stupid talk, and presents, Matthew. Then I also know that the group seems to have under his wing. The type
intrigues me.
Well, finally something right, a guy who seems okay, okay? He tells me
dell'Altromondo Studio. I love it. One of those guys who takes you to August in the pit of Rimini and every year you do find the unique and extraordinary.
We go to live and we lose sight of. Then I see him again, is looking for me, then I lose you again. Next case. Entertainment
swear.
E 'in short, the guy who was expecting, one that saves me from my pain right away, the gentelman I had in mind all along. And I start to daydream. And
him in his muscular physique, his smile with perfect white teeth, his blue eyes and those with short hair and feet, one that is not even in the morning disheveled. Mella I figure its a tremendous confidence.
's something spectacular.
I have not found the courage to ask for a contact, and went on kissing her cheek.
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