Yesterday I turned 25. The truth is that birthdays only cause me grief, it's like when you remove the plug from the bath and see that it is becoming less and the water was not recover, you can only enjoy the left in the bathtub. The new purposes
I like mark on his birthday, not Añonuevo, and I thought that I want to perform this year, back to playing the piano, as when I was little. I have
long to continue reading the cruise I have taken in recent months, I'm with "Mr. Vertigo", then "Pereira," El Chino "and perhaps re-read a Murakami. "You read what you have for the summer? After a long talk about something serious, will they be things of the age?
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