my birthday
So this is, and it was then. Sun boring and uneventful as the last week was the birthday was. matching the year. probably should go to his birthday feel the way you felt about average in the year. sjahr since 20? brain dead. yes. well yes indeed!
my fingers are dirty because I am at my favorite present have worked. sometimes run the men's curly good things already decided on. good. yes.
even if I'm pumba two lighters stolen I am a little sad. just as a compromise (which is a God-ugly-written, but okay spoken word) both games makes you happy, holds one of the average from joy. average to live. that changes nothing and yet is there. average birthday. existent.
the cake was good, I'm proud of myself. the cream was the powerful. not only by her taste (from the side rather yes is just so, on average, have been known) but by the consistency. ideal for decorating, even if the yellow undertone no clean color rules has approved. nice, very nice. I give her a photo here.
yes, I admit, I read here only because I like csi mägs shows a photo of the cake and it is now heard, write down after a week of birthday riesenbla s birthday.
was exactly this:
get up, shake, hangover breakfast with duck käsebort and donald. and withdraw parents overcome conflict. Dad has respected the rules, announced arrive 15 minutes in front. woman mother do not why is she rushes off in rage (funny, 24 hours of time and both take almost one at the same time?). Dad and Gabi visit, replaced by Hosler and fiancé, Sack and Matt to hit, walked four, and sackl eybl catalog remained, harry potter and bambi visit, sackl away, because tessa, tessa and bambi away marittin there marittin away, as Lisbeth, Lisbeth away. freaks and geeks and favorite gift and now here. only half an eaten pie and many full bottles, the hope for redemption. full bottles, mind empty, empty bottles, full. yes.
happy birthday.
tomorrow's gonna be average.
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