Cartoon Birthday Greetings

quesiti più che risolvibili (marginali e inutii)



I decided to respond with selfish anarchy in a couple of questions I

_When starts behind the fall?
When you feel the smell of mothballs or given off from embracing the ranks of the displaced people, spread through the heat of bodies from jackets pulled out for a night of chills just mentioned. The long sleeves that take air for the first time smeared with the scent of a dirty pale skin still tan.

-when you are older?
when we resigned to not grow.


-where it all ends? When you get to
not remember the reason dell’ultima litigata.



PS:Mi permetto di sperare per le ultime vicende del lodo Alfano. Ma amaramente non troppo