when is it now
vendredi 6 septembre 2013
for her what to do, on a sun drenched room I'm sitting on the floor waiting for the rain, but yesterday it happened something I saw while I drank a lot of wine , a hope springing behind hill, oh , I say , that's how I think of when I drank , oh , I see what happens , reality has become a true belief , but how are you sure it is what you saw , because when we got drunk , we see strange things and the next day when you wake up painfully , we welcome the sun , promising not to repeat , but the sun does not care , it shines for thousands of years, long before I was born , so I get up, as if the human could ever lift a finger, but an extraordinary effort that goes unnoticed unless it is in front of a police officer who can take it badly because a raised finger is an injury that can lead you to a place called pleasure, enjoyment of life , eating every day for the reason that we die if we do not eat , so let's be reasonable and not neglect our enjoyment of eating and drinking well , because tomorrow we do not know if we can continue to eat as if we are invaded by aliens, we will ration to queue in front of empty stores , thank you to you , it makes me happy to talk to you , it's been so long that I have in me stories of my youth that obsess me for fifty years I carry a story that begins when I was four , I amused in my room when I saw a naked woman , it was a German who lived with us, this is the first time I felt my cock harden , twenty years have passed and I live in Germany because I can not be of erection with German , my memory is frozen , I can not get rid of , this is not a problem , he just had to learn the German and that I choose to live in Germany , I do not like the campaign , so I chose a city, there are more people in town, so more opportunity to meet people, and I realized quickly that my french accent was an asset in the early years of my arrival in Germany I have accumulated conquests and then one day, it was a Tuesday , it was raining and I had no umbrella, so I decided to go to coffee time the rain stops, I asked for a beer and I looked out the window when suddenly I saw enter a young woman with brown curls of hair that fell to her shoulders
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