my throat is soar, i have a cough. I have a cold.
And this is who passed it on to me:
I miss being kissed. I miss kissing. So fed my lips with almost all that snow…
the truth, all that snow was force fed to me. By two boys who are more less, as frustrated, in the ways that I am, as me
Cortina is beautiful. I could never have imagined, envisioned, a whole entire world, covered in snow.
When it snows here in treviso, its just pretty little snow flakes. Very treviso-like. Charmed/story book city. nothing to give one of the feel “It’s snowing.”… I love it, of course. It’s like Disney snowing. But I am sooooo glad i went to Cortina. You want hard core, you get hard core. and now am down with a stupid cold…
Great weekend. Good news…series