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Youngblood posted a quote
August 20, 2014 11:08pm UTC
I don't think feelings change, not people, I think situations do. I know that it's possible to dislike someone after loving them so much or to love someone after feeling so much hate towards them but, it's not because people change. It's because it's not the same. It's because something made you think differently. Somethingopened your eyes. Something caused you to see everything the way it was last. It's like days. Dayscan be cloudy, or days can be sunny. Days don't change. The weather does. And nothing can playa part in that or fix it, they can just let it be. format by youngblood
Well... Life isn't that bad after all :) I was going to leave for Paris with my boyfriend in June anyway, so we're going to kinda run away a bit earlier, like a week from now. I'M SUPER EXCITED OKAY But I will miss witty... If I don't get to get on that is Anyway... See you guys<3
Ugh I'm barely on :( But I've been super busy lately! In June I'll be leaving for Paris!!!! YAY YAY YAY YAY FINALLY!!!! I've been looking forward to this for SOOOO long!! And omg I really can't sleep right now :( Looks like an other sleepless night yay
LONDON, TOKYO, BOSTON, FRISCO, D.C, CHICAGO, BALTIMORE, TORONTO, There's a party at the end of the world MEMPHIS, RIO, DUBLIN, MEXICO, PARIS, HERE WE GO! -All Time Low "Hello, Brooklyn"|Nothing Personal
flannel posted a quote
February 21, 2014 5:45pm UTC
if it changes you i will n e v e r s e e t h a t o l d l o v e r s [x] [x] [x] »FALL LIKE LEAVES BUT JUST i f y o u l e t t h em. i h e ar t h e m b e n e a t h y o u r f e e t {noTHING'S ENDLess♥
Hale_Storm18 posted a quote
December 5, 2013 7:14pm UTC
1) Run away to Brooklyn. Rent an apartment with a claw footed bathtub. Commute to Manhattan during the week and put in hours at a menial publishing job. Drive home to New Jersey on weekends to swim in the pool and cry to your mother. Smoke Gauloises on the fire escape. Let yellowing issues of Rolling Stone and Vogue pile into a protective fortress around your bed. Listen to Cat Power. Fall asleep mostly naked beneath the duvet watching SportsCenter and drinking earl grey. Date a Yankees fan and kiss his hands on the 4 Train into the Bronx. 2) Run away to Barcelona. Eat milk chocolate magnum bars and drink cheap champagne. Burst into charming fits of laughter whenever you get embarrassed about butchering the Catalan language. Wear denim cutoffs, Dr. Pepper chapstick, and very little else. Go dancing at 3 a.m. Whiten your teeth. Tan your shoulders. Braid feathers into your hair. Perpetually wake up with sand caught in the thin cotton sheets of your tiny bed. Listen to the Rolling Stones and kiss all the longhaired boys you can get your hands on without ever having to apologize. 3) Run away to Los Angeles. Sublet a studio in Venice three blocks from the beach. Listen to top 40 radio. Go to Chateau Marmont and charge drinks you can't afford to a long-dormant credit card. Sleep with the television actor who lives in the valley. Sleep with a musician who lives in Bel Air. Break things off with both of them when gas prices begin to rise. Find Gilda Radner's star on the Walk Of Fame and swallow a sob when you see the filthy cement around her name is cracked. Walk through the Venice Canals until the sun sets and you forget your own name. Call your mother crying from the parking lot of a 24-hour Ralph's supermarket. Tell her you want to come home. 4) Run away to Paris. Gaze at the pink and pistachio glow of macarons in the window on Boulevard Saint-Germain. Listen to Joni Mitchell. Meet and Argentinean man in the Latin Quarter for drinks. Melt into his accent and kiss him goodnight, but return to your apartment alone because his face doesn't look enough like the man you are trying to forget. Get lost in the Richelieu Wing of the Louvre, admiring Napoleon's fine red damask. Walk alone along the Seine in an old dress, ten-dollar shoes, and an Hermes scarf. Fumble with the locks on the fence overlooking the river. They all have lovers' names etched into them and the girl who left the red heart-shaped lock has the same name as you. 5) Run away to Martha's Vineyard. Write heartbroken stories during the day in front of a large fan that blows curls of humid hair across your tired face. Take a waitress job at The Black Dog at night and try hard not to drop too many trays. Learn to ride a moped. Pretend you're a Kennedy. Listen to Carly Simon. Eat hand-churned ice cream out of waffle cones. Visit the flying horses and consider how many girls just like you have sat on the same horse clutching for the same brass ring. Get stoned and dance barefoot down the length of the eroded Jaws beach. Date a Red Sox fan. Yell at each other during baseball games, and then kiss and make up between tangled sheets. --5 Fantasy Exit Strategies Courtney Preiss
DieiSomnians posted a quote
October 17, 2013 10:48pm UTC
Mr. Dukette: I have just handed out a poem. The goal forthe next two weeks is to commit this poem to memory and then act it out for other classes. Now I would like you all to read over it Rayce: Yes! I don't have to marry anyone in this poem! Mr. Dukette: Actually Rayce if you really wanted to, I could make you be Paris and then Jake could be Helen. Jake:Hey! I did not volunteer to be Rayce's love interest. Rayce: Well I didnt volunteer to marry Christine's cousin, but look where that got me. Jake: You volunteered to marry her. Rayce: No. I was voluntold Mr. Dukette: What is voluntold? Me: It's when you are asked to do something but you don't actually have a choice. Rayce:Exactly!
ME AND MY SISTER HAVE BEEN SAVING FOR ABOUT 6 YEARS SINCE WE WERE 10, IT WAS A DREAM AT FIRST BUT WE FINALLY SAVED ENOUGH MONEY FOR THE TWO OF US TO GO TO PARIS! YAY IM SO FREAKING EXCITED!