Chaste and pure ... occasionally
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
My Head With Hairstyles
For a month and a half I emancipated and went to live with a friend after several years living with my dear mother. The ill-conceived and mostly my parent predicted at the outset that I gained independence in order to assemble the thousand and one at home and especially in my bed.
At my new home my roommate told me that part of the bed was more noise than a concert Top 40 in the Plaza Mayor and I was excited to check and opens with a partner luxury.
to me at the bottom I loved the idea of \u200b\u200bbecoming a slut and Samantha frungidora with each other but nothing is further from reality is that after 41 days living alone My bed is more virgin Strawberry on Big Brother. Between work, my friends and family commitments, my duties varied and one has already turned 30 and no longer linked as when I was a kid because it keeps the same as the first day.
I'm starting to wonder celibacy and become a priest, certainly more so jincaría.
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