For the hanger, moths and the sun (etude) wijnrek
Hello, Hello, so long did not write that now even the inconvenience of this fact I took away with me. At least I got used to it - and get used to that flip-flop, who is between the thumb and forefinger of his feet (there 'bookmark feet "?) .... So .... I thought my discomfort due to swelling to sit down and write something very long, meaningful, fun, etc. and more waiting wijnrek you wait for a big day in which you will feel such a ... how to say .... sudden rush of energy writers, and on that day everything, everything will become wijnrek clear to me and I'll wijnrek tell huh! This is the day, boys and girls! .... yeah .... So .... I decided today as well so wait huge tidal wave (OPV) can try and occasional small ripples, like thoroughly beginner wijnrek surfer with one such pleasant wijnrek dreams that .... hey .... come you wave? Takaaaa ..... you will not believe what music I've launched. No, not how to think and to know ... ugh ... to say it? .... (Sus! no one will know if you do not write it down!) ... Well one such kind disco hitcheta'm released from 97th C-Block and Nana, many digs them one time. And then somehow deafened - quite final and irrevocable .... Actually reminded you about them because of the lyrics - time is ticking away. I needed something with exactly this topic - you know, to calm the nervous system. Green reassuring say .... Off .... how to share now in short (if possible) case without stump of his sleeves wijnrek countless facts themselves will seem just as interesting as the dates and names in the history book? Well .... two words, wait and uncoupling. Globally, one and all, by all means, AAAAAAAAA! (Hmm, can not be written for this poem? Something like: wait and disconnect the balcony where you will jump wiped onva damn chick who says some new beauties or dull now I do not care I just want to know ... crazy fatigue'll not become something use procedure m ***********.). So .... (Pokashl, pokashl) .... It was, so to speak, a spontaneous outburst of "poetic" I kind :) :) Now I feel somehow better .... Actually wijnrek idiot in this situation is the mere fact that instead of enjoying (yeeee, leisure, free Time! Etc.) .... may, just not one to say so .... to say ... hubu me as I now do neither X nor Y nor brother-in will go to the library, I will take that book that I've been wanting to read .... Walk to the river to read it .... I'll answer the emails that I sit on kolkova time "unread" to remind me to answer them .... I will write some text messages .... I'll see if there are torrents new series of Doctor House, which I have not seen .... will .... (The latter will first have to clear the little space in your computer, such laziness!) .... So, instead of receiving them ishtah do all these nice and carrying a sense activities, I somehow now I'm just hanging like a warm winter fur coat on a hook and quietly wait for the season to come to me .... ... the other day I was listening to a radio in the morning and there as advertising or prizivche song for the radio itself (do not even remember what it was) .... you know what song is advertising as a time FM + singing "radio efemplyuyuyuyuyus first in Soofiyayayayaya" .... for aktualtni examples I can not think right now .... So, does this song or prizivcheto was "The best morning of your life" .... ... I saw interesting .... ... somehow interesting wijnrek that one morning might be the best ..... wondered .... wow .... if not this? .... not, for example, if you collect all finally all mornings, and gave them a six-point evaluation system - or perhaps stobalnata wijnrek - one still has to go out the best .... whether or not this shit .... and actually some incredibly cute poslaniytse is here .... best morning .... strange, is not it, somehow mornings .... say things like, "The day is known in the morning!", "chicken early sing!" .... or "What was not to become today with ass up!" .... And can anyone say "that was the best night of my life!" .... best night (breh! ....) ..... "The happiest day" ..... And in the morning .... what does shit to know in her day? Do you? ...... and I already I'm sick of this job, as I shared above! .... this permafrost morning of creeks sun on the horizon .... Broaching this idle waiting for me ..... sduhva going deep, zatsiklyam, izdivyavam .... and again sduhvam .... moths .... Summer is .... (Fuck) me .... give me a few tasks at once, and I watch the fun ... have action, deadlines, ihaaaaa! Such things generally.
Well what to advise: dig a well, weed lens, a road, build a pyramid, just to not burn the barracks of idleness. ;) Apparently there are people who like an awl in a sack can not wait to come to their season.
On the occasion of discomfort wijnrek after long absence
Hello, Hello, so long did not write that now even the inconvenience of this fact I took away with me. At least I got used to it - and get used to that flip-flop, who is between the thumb and forefinger of his feet (there 'bookmark feet "?) .... So .... I thought my discomfort due to swelling to sit down and write something very long, meaningful, fun, etc. and more waiting wijnrek you wait for a big day in which you will feel such a ... how to say .... sudden rush of energy writers, and on that day everything, everything will become wijnrek clear to me and I'll wijnrek tell huh! This is the day, boys and girls! .... yeah .... So .... I decided today as well so wait huge tidal wave (OPV) can try and occasional small ripples, like thoroughly beginner wijnrek surfer with one such pleasant wijnrek dreams that .... hey .... come you wave? Takaaaa ..... you will not believe what music I've launched. No, not how to think and to know ... ugh ... to say it? .... (Sus! no one will know if you do not write it down!) ... Well one such kind disco hitcheta'm released from 97th C-Block and Nana, many digs them one time. And then somehow deafened - quite final and irrevocable .... Actually reminded you about them because of the lyrics - time is ticking away. I needed something with exactly this topic - you know, to calm the nervous system. Green reassuring say .... Off .... how to share now in short (if possible) case without stump of his sleeves wijnrek countless facts themselves will seem just as interesting as the dates and names in the history book? Well .... two words, wait and uncoupling. Globally, one and all, by all means, AAAAAAAAA! (Hmm, can not be written for this poem? Something like: wait and disconnect the balcony where you will jump wiped onva damn chick who says some new beauties or dull now I do not care I just want to know ... crazy fatigue'll not become something use procedure m ***********.). So .... (Pokashl, pokashl) .... It was, so to speak, a spontaneous outburst of "poetic" I kind :) :) Now I feel somehow better .... Actually wijnrek idiot in this situation is the mere fact that instead of enjoying (yeeee, leisure, free Time! Etc.) .... may, just not one to say so .... to say ... hubu me as I now do neither X nor Y nor brother-in will go to the library, I will take that book that I've been wanting to read .... Walk to the river to read it .... I'll answer the emails that I sit on kolkova time "unread" to remind me to answer them .... I will write some text messages .... I'll see if there are torrents new series of Doctor House, which I have not seen .... will .... (The latter will first have to clear the little space in your computer, such laziness!) .... So, instead of receiving them ishtah do all these nice and carrying a sense activities, I somehow now I'm just hanging like a warm winter fur coat on a hook and quietly wait for the season to come to me .... ... the other day I was listening to a radio in the morning and there as advertising or prizivche song for the radio itself (do not even remember what it was) .... you know what song is advertising as a time FM + singing "radio efemplyuyuyuyuyus first in Soofiyayayayaya" .... for aktualtni examples I can not think right now .... So, does this song or prizivcheto was "The best morning of your life" .... ... I saw interesting .... ... somehow interesting wijnrek that one morning might be the best ..... wondered .... wow .... if not this? .... not, for example, if you collect all finally all mornings, and gave them a six-point evaluation system - or perhaps stobalnata wijnrek - one still has to go out the best .... whether or not this shit .... and actually some incredibly cute poslaniytse is here .... best morning .... strange, is not it, somehow mornings .... say things like, "The day is known in the morning!", "chicken early sing!" .... or "What was not to become today with ass up!" .... And can anyone say "that was the best night of my life!" .... best night (breh! ....) ..... "The happiest day" ..... And in the morning .... what does shit to know in her day? Do you? ...... and I already I'm sick of this job, as I shared above! .... this permafrost morning of creeks sun on the horizon .... Broaching this idle waiting for me ..... sduhva going deep, zatsiklyam, izdivyavam .... and again sduhvam .... moths .... Summer is .... (Fuck) me .... give me a few tasks at once, and I watch the fun ... have action, deadlines, ihaaaaa! Such things generally.
Well what to advise: dig a well, weed lens, a road, build a pyramid, just to not burn the barracks of idleness. ;) Apparently there are people who like an awl in a sack can not wait to come to their season.
On the occasion of discomfort wijnrek after long absence
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