I'm weird, man.

I'm not gonna meet your mother anytime, I just wanna grip your body over mine

Sun in the sky you know how I feel

coolest place

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and
I don't want to fall in love

BOOYA

EXIT

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8 mars 2012 ; vingt trois heures ; exaltation

9 mars 2012 ; midi-dix ; soleil & bonheur

I asked you to guess what I had in mind,

because I couldn't remember.

now I do.

the happy post

I am so excited for all the good things to come ;