Bubi, Bubi ... You must promise that at least within you stop looking at little or nothing.
What! Giuli, because it always comes to this, why, why? Are not annihilated by the inferiority complex, come on.
not an inferiority complex, perhaps it is overvalued or the other sense of the damn wise measure of one's self or some other fucking conditioning process of the mind accustomed to the noble management of the nuances of existential philosophy!
Giuli, damn, grappa has twisted your thoughts on a vocabulary of abstruseness! Do not exaggerate my sweet little friend.
not be exaggerated and not shot shit, I! Do not make me angry or draft Bubi everything Pedro, eh eh. Up from: promise.
You'll be tickled to death before you can get to the sweet murmur of your voice to the ears of Pedro and keyboard all'attentissima living, Julia ... I can not promise, you know. And you do not take away the veil from secret, never!
Bubi, stop, I die really, just do not take it anymore, Molly ...
Okay, I'll let you stay if you do not insist Giuli.
Free from the grip of tickling Giulio back together and pronounce a formal way: Bubi, Pedro and his ever keyboard do not offer the solution to the readers, I promise that this common ground is near you and give you well a benevolent torment so that you can find love ... to yourself. Demorderò not know this.
Um ... I am touched Giuli, please, forget it. Back to Facebook, and the stories of lust, grappa, our laughter by sms.
diverting tears Bubi takes a sip of brandy and read a message: you are too precious to me ...
Giuli hear this, but do you realize? I knew two days ago and I have already found a treasure, is not hazardous, excessive, absurd?
Giuli strokes his hair, puts her head on his shoulder, laughs ... Bubi, cling, it is true. In a striking moment, a smile, a compliment, a wave smart. But they are also terribly adrift. They want bombarded with illusions.
And sometimes pretend to know myself flood of joy, optimism, romance to the stars! Maybe even flattered ...
I always wonder how you can tolerate all this, Bubi.
not tolerate, through water ... there is very different!
Well, lucky you that you're able to bestow all this indulgence, Bubi. The then made to swim is very masculine, say.
Giuli who want anything too tight. Better enjoy what little passes unpretentious ...
Bubi, I'm arcistufa of zigzagging around these brainy contentment of the lesser evil, I prefer the silence of a spell that perhaps will never arrive. I'll never understand your women. I do not understand why they lied to the mirror. They know that there is no love but invent and act out the rigamarole of yearning love.
They know that there is love, stop this Giuli. For me this counts ... I can play, daring, scrambled, entice, wriggling. They do not suffer.
Ah, that's for sure, Bubi! But you really enjoy juggling those playacting?
I sometimes fun, sometimes boring, sometimes I'm curious. But I do not agree and so it is perfect. I can be there or eclipse!
Hey look at that while results on facebook, just wink and some will go to stock jujube. Are good for those that are held away from this virtual square, those who just want face to face contacts, at least give you a bit 'of a hard time and not mix with the flock ...
Um, lately one of those who are away from me facebook is marking in a commendable way. Sensual and scholarly: a dangerous combination.
Linear, confused, upset?
pretty straightforward but subtly sophisticated ... 's so clever in the tug of war that still did not really sensed what's the catch!
Hooray, at least we still hope for some surprises! And tell me, our favorite enigma of the century Lucy how are you?
I also wrote her before I came here, wait, you read the message: Bubi you try again, or that there is no country in the clouds of heaven. A kiss under altered.
not be denied, did not retreat an inch, not the fury subsides. But it is a pure concentrate of delight!
You're so nice Lucy, Julia?!
No ... but it is less hateful than many other unnecessary extras of your harem.
You know Victoria, maybe she'll like it.
Who is it, what you find valuable?
No, it's a girl I met a week ago at work, hammering me sms and phone calls, is very bright and have opted for a profile to a friend.
A profile as a friend, strategy or truth? We'll see ...
not talk about sex with fair ease, it would be interesting for your studies.
Wow, another reason to resist. And this evening are two, great!
Bubi However you trust one thing: Since I think I'll end the story of Pedro and his keyboard living I wonder if it will be useful to focus carefully composed sentences. And I do not know where they are prepared to explain why I am tired ... er, I explained, Bubi?
Ohh, very clear! Look Giuli, do not trust the words and how they can get to the reader ... While the sex, some emotional pleasure, the need for a flash dream, a bizarre tangle of confusion, challenge, inconsistency, euphoria can stand without crutches in the chaos of existence the words they want to tell all this to do risk a tumble unseemly!
Then all of our chats, Bubi, should end up upside down and ... well, actually, ha ha we just have to laugh.
Here, we just have to laugh Giuli!
Dunque davvero Bubi non vorresti consegnassi a Pedro parole come frecce che centrano il bersaglio?
No, Giulì. Lascia che Pedro e la tastiera vivente proiettino luci e ombre senza troppe didascalie…
Ok, Bubi.
Giulì ti ricordi che domani sera abbiamo appuntamento con il web e il responso della Sibilla?
Accipicchia è vero! Bene, ora mi appresto a cacciarti, ho sonno!!!
Dolce night, my friend, tomorrow.
CONTINUE
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