lightly
eh. light, yes.
but who has never believed, come on. I still remember when the appetizers were red. how you want to stay here, now, sit and watch this fucking wind storm, and shrug as the last of the dummies standa.
I do not know the lingo. My words always too bright, my doubts too serious. is that certain things can not be said, after a certain age you realize that, and then you just have to divert, put the clothes bright as not to feel the weight of worlds that fall. lightly, Always fucking lightweight.
brilliant and in my dress there I'm fine, my disdain is a miracle of comic timing, and when the night is over someone will beat him on the shoulder, and say, but you, but you talk about how strange you're funny.
is that some things are learned by children, I will answer, and besides it's too late, so now it's brother, you and me standing there.
that beats me on the shoulder, and I think I never learned the lingo, and when one greets me I'm always afraid of making mistakes hold.
and every now and then you salt, you rebel, eccheccazzo, well not this, after all efforts to claim an exception, a cinebrivido, some fucking braces real astonishment, was also Antani, but no, you have to go more lightly, that's where you're wrong, you continue to believe it too. is like coffee: you've been you and some English romantic, but these are the years of zero, not the cover of a ring EXERCISE.
on, on, you said yours, now I feel better, get up, do not ruin your evening, then at the end not worth it, no?
eh. well, lightly.
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