Today is one of those days where you wake up with a sort of anxiety, as if the fog and grayness Modena you were told you went in and "Melancholy." As in high school when not sleeping task due in class the next day, that you never knew about that topic vertesse.Come Friday night, when you know that you'd met the evening after your tip of the month and you should have to play well for a week because then we do not see more like i said when you looked Lomas.Come "Come te nessuno mai" and thought maybe, so maybe it really will happen and one day even me.Poi has happened and we have forgotten, we are went on, we had new desires.
The other night I happened to rivederlo.E I was reminded of the self (why not, the Masons micca was concerned), doors slamming in the faces of parents, the endless chats with the girlfriend of the heart (LUV) , the pajama party Easter, some of the backpack and sleeping bag, the concerts, colored hair, butterflies in the stomach (yes, now I wrote it), alarm clocks early to go in the bus station before entering school, Oasis ...
Now take a hand in all Smemoranda and see if we are still able to write names with a heart and make us uniposca intorno.O Cure songs, there prego.O anything you like. Just forgive
game in that part of us and I sure do not need is to me.
Hide phones, take your bike and ride from his house to play him / the bell. (Yes, it is a quote, even though she had not the bell. Is a book .. but come on) Let's go to the park
with a bottle of Lambrusco, take trains because there is a concert that we are interested in, events.
And if it does not work? Sticazzi.
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