The day of the anniversary.
So, now it's time. I am now 366 days with my Ollen together. Violently if I so remember. Previously, a relationship never lasted longer than two months.
Somehow rocks this morning, and although immensely. In my system droning sound of the melancholy of Radiohead, the outside world is sinking gray in gray, the clouds drift in front of him, I'm home alone and can simply enjoy the autumn, as I like it. That's just the season that best describes my life. I love the fall and winter can not wait.
Great! Now comes my sister is pure and my music loud. I think I beat her to shut up immediately. And this with my MP-stick. Until it is more blood clots than human.
Yesterday I had a very long time again a really nice evening with my Ollen. We lay in bed, and Mucke is simply silent. I wanted to leave at this moment is no longer any way to go. No idea why, it was just beautiful.
jubilant greetings
The Clithanger
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