I adoooooro that place, I love it to death. The evening is like Muccassassina away with the wind, every time I solve a problem, every time we regrowth sth that I can serve.
The last night was thought for some time and in the end if implemented. Bri Fabio and Luca come to my sister's house with a delay disarming, Bri is prepared, the rest of us, already ready, I love cocktails on an empty stomach with a nice cold beer. We go down there and eat pizza and ice cream, we are finally ready to go.
We are accompanied on the journey from a highly musical background troieggiante, I often absent, my head is empty and I feel a little tense.
When you arrive late to even coming from so we go directly to the Qube, before joining us stop for a shot of sambuca, do not people at the entrance, quiet evening, but found few satisfactory.
We stay for quite a bit on the first floor where I meet John and Andrew who has a white beard and glasses obscene but I always make a lot of tenderness and sympathy, then after a little beak, Claudio, we hug and kiss me a little does no more tell me that he is happy to see me and loves me. Climb on the second floor and as always we are just calling us on the third floor. All quiet, beautiful music, dance and have fun. Luke is now lost, do not see him for a while. At one point, Bri pointed out to me that the kid there, I run the meeting, he sees me and comes to meet him too. Chatter a bit but we can not understand as much for the music so I take her hand and go near the stairs. He drank too much, you understand it clearly, I talk to Paul and he understands that M said it all. He looks for a physical contact, wants to turn off the night with me but I speak only of Paul and not follow his thoughts. When I can no longer tell him that I come from friends, but he says "I come with you" back on track but do not see them so we dance together for a little while until it passes Claudio that takes me away, we "hide" behind a pillar and to hug me and kiss me again here, we move up the stairs, I sit on the wall he puts me between the legs from behind and continues tell me what are for him and all the good he wants me as I am. We remain quite a few interspersed with moments of complicity to pick one. I'll be back on track, meeting others, we dance, I will close the historic old pile of cut and sew a little but of course I say that there is tripe for cats ... hell has the age of my father !!!!! Greeting obligation of the good labbruuuoni. Dancing dancing and Bri depopulated the track bursts into a loud laugh, I turn around and ... ... Joseff. Start a scene from the film finally, those who love but can not live it for a variety of adversities. We hug, we kiss a bit, grabs his face and watching him I smell my hair and kissing his hands ... just a beautiful scene. And I want to talk on the sofas near the closet door but the rest just because I feel the magic notes of 3 Who Was the boss?, Tell him to keep the dance that I have with friends, running around the track and I see Bri coming from afar, we meet at the usual place and begin to zompettare like crazy singing loudly, we are gathered together to dance so one of the songs most liberating c e. song at the end I went back to the point where I had left Joseff but there was so I went down with others and me are found below. I stop to talk to him and that's going to?! "I'd love to be with you, I like you so much, but we are far away, if he can stay in Rome for a bit of time to study steremo together, therefore to turn to be with you but you want to live every day" O_O tiiiiiiiiiiiiio that sentence. Bri takes my jacket and go out, Joseff Starmie still behind, wanting to know if I still have his phone number, so to his amazement, there, Claudio that does not go away so I have to make presentations, Joseff go away and rest to talk to Claudio since the boys went to take the car to leave with the suitor. Claudio continues to declare his own good to me, asked me to go to sleep he stressed several times that he does not want to fuck, but I have to go in a bit of hours I work. The others came, I climb into the car, we are a bit since Claudio attack button with Bri "I'm sorry but you know who leaves is bitch" pass first to a bar for breakfast then leave Luke with his friend in Rome and we go home, I slept during the trip without realizing it.
arrive home at 9.30 am, Bri and Fabio take up the bags they had left me, my grandmother sgam all compartment away and I can sleep until 11.
I think, I think that there is sth that pushes me to get me to love even by people who seem reluctant, like Claudio, a qlc there that I can not explain and tell me so I write to Louis "the story of rispettoè obscene, demotivating and leaves you speechless ... but this I already know ... speronon good memories, good deeds or kind words that were later annulled by the act as your usae as sprone.on I love you, do not like you, you were not at first sight, nor sympathy. .. But I affezionoci are used for purposes and in ... modalitadiverse mine were and are all now more educated, onosci mancoquestoabbiamo you do not need the same things but I am not content with the exclusive right of one person is limitantenonostante everything will be there because I'm just like, but I know, I am sure which of you there will never be any kind of gratitude will make you comfortable and appna sparirai.buon work .... and good luck "his response was "Madonna just gonna tell me how many slams in your face .. and is obscene, demotivating, without parole.non love me. you do not like. I'm not a lightning strike. you are not nice. I've used. I'll not be ever grateful .... two Saturdays ago I went to the house of the former. in front of his house. There was also his sister. at school a friend of mine told me that he attended an hour (who knew). I wanted to know what was going on. ten minutes of bad words to me. his sister told me that they are no longer welcome. did not answer. cmq probably true. until two weeks ago I passed often by car in the neighborhood of his house to try to understand what was going on because we do not speak. after that Saturday there are no past più.non I want more come to you if, for example then I go from you past two weeks is not true that we step più.ma I understand and feel good now if I'll ever not più.se do so, I would be more sure to give you something good. not true, because no truth in the end I gave you, but unfortunately it was the real start brutto.vorrei to bring out something nice to me. for all and for you. Is not it good to be told at this time as all the crap I do. I have no intention to say Fuck all the things I say now. a big hug. "
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