H o was the day. I suppose it took weeks thinking. Or maybe not. Or maybe yes. Or does not know what he wants, but it is clear that I do not. And he has said so, without more, with the serenity of the executioner, which lowers the ax until he feels like the neck of the condemned to death pops when cut while the sharp edge of a sharp blow separates the head and body, still warm and bleeding . Yes, some it has been.
And I no longer cry for nothing, except for anything that makes me mourn, I uploaded worth the subway, disguised as one of those assholes who are wearing sunglasses even several feet underground. Too bad that I can the heart. So I've put the shards of mp3, I have to play and has begun to sound an electric guitar. As the light was dark, and people have started moving to the music which had hitherto thought it sounded just for me, so not to be outdone I have also started to dance until you know how it has appeared a microphone in my hand and look in a window I did not recognized. My hair had grown, widened my pants, my shirt had become a semi-transparent blouse and loose and my shoes were gone. Fuck was ugly. But I started to scream, "Didn 't I make you feel like you Were the only man-yeah! Did I Give You Everything That Nearly Possibly a woman can? Honey, you know I did! And Each time I tell myself That I, well I think I've had enough. But I'm gonna show you, baby, That a Woman Can Be tough.
Everyone was mad, dancing and clapping. I ran the meter, microphone in hand, turning on myself not stop singing. In the background a guy black played guitar. I have come to him and we sang together: "Take Another Little Piece of my heart now, baby! oh, oh, break it! Break Another Little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c'mon now. oh, oh, Have a. Have Another Little Piece of my heart now, baby. You know you got it-whoahhhhh! -.
currently joined even the driver of the subway, shaking his mane has encouraged a boy confined to a wheelchair, that the most natural way has jumped from his chair to dance with everyone else and then all together we sang: "Come on, come on, come on and take it. Take it! Take Another Little Piece of my heart now, baby! -.
-Din din don. Next stop: Paseo de Gracia.
And I no longer cry for nothing, except for anything that makes me mourn, I uploaded worth the subway, disguised as one of those assholes who are wearing sunglasses even several feet underground. Too bad that I can the heart. So I've put the shards of mp3, I have to play and has begun to sound an electric guitar. As the light was dark, and people have started moving to the music which had hitherto thought it sounded just for me, so not to be outdone I have also started to dance until you know how it has appeared a microphone in my hand and look in a window I did not recognized. My hair had grown, widened my pants, my shirt had become a semi-transparent blouse and loose and my shoes were gone. Fuck was ugly. But I started to scream, "Didn 't I make you feel like you Were the only man-yeah! Did I Give You Everything That Nearly Possibly a woman can? Honey, you know I did! And Each time I tell myself That I, well I think I've had enough. But I'm gonna show you, baby, That a Woman Can Be tough.
Everyone was mad, dancing and clapping. I ran the meter, microphone in hand, turning on myself not stop singing. In the background a guy black played guitar. I have come to him and we sang together: "Take Another Little Piece of my heart now, baby! oh, oh, break it! Break Another Little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c'mon now. oh, oh, Have a. Have Another Little Piece of my heart now, baby. You know you got it-whoahhhhh! -.
currently joined even the driver of the subway, shaking his mane has encouraged a boy confined to a wheelchair, that the most natural way has jumped from his chair to dance with everyone else and then all together we sang: "Come on, come on, come on and take it. Take it! Take Another Little Piece of my heart now, baby! -.
-Din din don. Next stop: Paseo de Gracia.
Everything has returned to apparent normality, I recovered my initial appearance, passengers continued their journey and I've been down underground, with a terrible sore throat.
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