Io le avrei mandato un selfie simpaticoCitazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Carver
Visualizzazione Stampabile
Io le avrei mandato un selfie simpaticoCitazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Carver
Dopo che ha visto la foto :snob:Citazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Carver
Vero? :asd:
:look:
la foto de che mi aveva già visto
ma cosa
Roooootfl
:rotfl:
uno dei migliori Vines di Logan Paul, quello che poi si è rovinato la carriera col video suicida.Citazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Lux !
Anche lui è andato in bianco per anni, nonostante fosse alto, ricco e non brutto.
Amymarie Gartner, un po' che non la vedevoCitazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Lux !
Sì, ma questo lo so fare anch'io. Qual è lo scopo??Citazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Lux !
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:sad:Citazione:
Originariamente Scritto da sisonoio
Rituale di corteggiamento :snob:
gli è riuscito troppo bene?Citazione:
Originariamente Scritto da sisonoio
Ma solo io non li capisco? :uhm:Citazione:
Originariamente Scritto da Lux !
Inviato dal mio SM-G903F utilizzando Tapatalk
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c'entra un cazzo+brutta roba
Or there was Henri, who worked in the sewers. He was a tall,
melancholy man with curly hair, rather romantic-looking in his long,
sewer-man's boots. Henri's peculiarity was that he did not speak, except
for the purposes of work, literally for days together. Only a year before
he had been a chauffeur in good employ and saving money. One day he fell in
love, and when the girl refused him he lost his temper and kicked her. On
being kicked the girl fell desperately in love with Henri, and for a
fortnight they lived together and spent a thousand francs of Henri's money.
Then the girl was unfaithful; Henri planted a knife in her upper arm and
was sent to prison for six months. As soon as she had been stabbed the girl
fell more in love with Henri than ever, and the two made up their quarrel
and agreed that when Henri came out of jail he should buy a taxi and they
would marry and settle down. But a fortnight later the girl was unfaithful
again, and when Henri came out she was with child, Henri did not stab her
again. He drew out all his savings and went on a drinking-bout that ended
in another month's imprisonment; after that he went to work in the sewers.
Nothing would induce Henri to talk. If you asked him why he worked in the
sewers he never answered, but simply crossed his wrists to signify
handcuffs, and jerked his head southward, towards the prison. Bad luck
seemed to have turned him half-witted in a single day.
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