Hi everyone, I have to say I'm Brian Kinney, had some slight little sensation, but on Friday when I got home my suspicions were confirmed.
I think this is the entrance harder than I do, and I hope you will be the last of this type.
I'll tell you something about my first a year ago or so I went solo, so I live alone. I'm a shopaholic, shoes, perfumes, makeup, accessories, and especially clothes. Ok not much of my life, but I want you to understand to what I put below.
Well as I said in the title AM BRIAN KINNEY, except that my bed does not pass a different man every night (that does not mean that one or anotherfall, lol), yep I am, I have forty thousand shirts and black shirts, my clothes closet is at the top, I have a room for my shoes, bags and accessories, four wardrobes full of clothes for summer and winter, I'm a little addicted marks. Vale
after this post I'm going to tell the bitch to me life juice on Friday night, as every morning on Friday I went to work at eight, as at my mother, I return to work and come to home at half past eight at night, so I'm all day outside the home, Well, that on Friday when I got home, I open the front door and heard a lot of commotion in the hallway, but then sometimes it is understandable in a building, climb on my elevator (because I had a package of water and some bags)or security force (let me insult you by today, but I'm really burned with them.) So once they left I started to clean my house destroyed, and that was really when I realized what I needed, and that he had entered my house to steal were women. Besides all this, they took my underwear, yep all my sets of underwear, I was left with the bra and one that had put in the washer, more than ten sets of underwear that took the whores. Clothes, clothing, a shirt that Brand had this summer, with the label on because I have not had time to release them, a pair of jeans. Chanel perfumes and Love My love, you are ready, they took those two and left the Vitorio and Luchinno (which is only worth 20 euros). A nokia almost new, the gift he had bought for my niece for her birthday is next week (hopefully bitches they fall fingers while playing the game for my niece), my gold chain of my baptism, several bracelets, earrings and necklaces of gold, white gold set that my mother had left to get me today that he was a christening, and you know something that took I think what hurt me most, because it can not be replaced with money? a memory I had of my grandfather who has died almost fifteen years, the sunglasses he always wore, always remember when I wore them to the park, was something I asked my grandmother when my grandfather died, he was in the the drawer of my bedside table, allargad bags, because many things I took away from my house to the package, it is impossible to hide. If even took of my neighbor's daughter a stuffed those big, nobody saw anything? ja ja ja, what happens is that certainly nobody speaks of fear. In two hours (which was the time my neighbor was outside his house) we cleaned the floor with her and me. Sip in two hours we fucked good, very good living.
I'm sorry I dropped this stuff, but you need to tell it, yep I've already told all my friends and acquaintances, but you also Soysa, and if we share the good times, we must also share the bad.
Lots of love and luck in this fucking life.
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