To
I found inspiration.
Day of shit.
Then I also was a monster with my husband who was also his birthday today.
And then the glasses I have just split in half, as I came out of the shower dripping
today that I had a training
and it took me two hours to get
and I have also embarked on a kilometer of road and walk towards stubbornly opposed to the meta
load shoulder bag and PC Eta Beta and my hands still bleed from the cold
almost over an hour and a half of traffic to a crawl
and dinner at a pizzeria where those monsters of my daughters did not eat anything and waiter did not single out a flower from a pumpkin croquettes.
Now I hope to have at least entitled to a trumpet.
I go, or else - as icing on the cake - I also lose the right moment.
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