Finally a bit of coolness! By dint of complaining has come during the day is hot and that's fine, on the other hand, we are in July, but the evening gets a little breeze and you're right if by magic. You sleep, the problem is in the morning, do not you ever alzeresti. I need to leave.
Tonight I had planned to put me to update my Blog when the phone rang, it was B. When he calls it is always a mess ... at least an hour to pop it phone and talk to him only. I learned to eat and chat on the internet, writing, playing freecell on the computer while I am with him on the phone, so do not realize it, go right and talk to him alone. Have been almost 2 years since I've heard B. He told me that her boyfriend has changed. Yes, because B is gay. When I revealed it was to dine with him, a tete-a-tete, and I swear it took me half because I had to do well cuddly casual and do not pretend not to alarm him and make them lose confidence, deep down I was confident mica something trivial! I hope I was persuasive even if at that moment I wanted to be 1000 kilometers. What then, talking about that evening was a chat like any other. But immediately got his hands on "I like women to me, to you men, there is nothing wrong with mica. You do not have to think ....
But it's not what I wanted to talk .... I am not and have never been superstitious, but these days are turning me the boxes. I attended a few weeks ago a Brazilian girl. This girl lives in Italy for 9 years. Although the story is over I must confess that I was fascinated by his way of telling his homeland and I must say that sometimes her stories are dreamed them to me at night. Again, I do not believe in these things. This person told me about his grandmother who was sorceress of the country and that was magic, and that the grandmother had spent some of her magical power. I do not know much because I had a stiff neck when he said "I try to take it off me." The massage was nice but the day after my situation was worse, so .... His grandmother was one of the sons of Lemanja announced a kind of religion in the song by Mario Venuti Fortuna sung by Ana Flores, who my friends Sara Sidle and Miss Dickinson I have made known, along with other ( Fabio J. ed). I mean when he told me was the beauty of these things that I said it with such confidence that seemed true. In short, as in recent weeks seems to me that Bad luck a bit too much for me, I thought, is not that I did a macumba why not want to see me and things are falling apart? Why do I keep hearing the whole CD Ivete Sangalo in the car? Then, in rolls up to a certain point, after all they are all pricks, but I feel that luck is on my side, shit!!
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