eater love, velvet eye ... ...
The Gigi's me that's a long story , a story that has lasted 15 years.
glad she is clear of the Gigi, because to encroach too much on my life.
The first time I heard of Gigi was in the following terms: "I met a girl, I'm fine with her because she is beautiful, she makes me laugh, she's smart. Look it is there .... "
It was my first boyfriend who told me when we met by chance at a street corner after we do we are not seen for two months.
During our last interview I was dropping like shit on Christmas Eve.
tact not god!
And I watched the Gigi is true that she was beautiful especially when she burst out laughing. She commanded respect with his big mouth, and when she was there it was that everything revolves around her. It is always the case, plus a certain disdain for his chronic old friends. Inevitably it organizes concerts, she is Parisian "Bénabar? Yeah we have seen too much, they're tired "
After this story with my first love, it was around my husband. Yes I was married at one time for sad reasons, but I Mrs. R. was
Not that I had something to do with my husband, he was not really nice and I had married for empowering me and not return home. ... But another story.
When he met with Gigi Rebelote "and she is beautiful, and she is funny, and blah blah blah ..." He spent all his free time with her at her making eyes.
She later said she had noticed nothing ... ..
We divorced and so much the better.
The Gigi has decided to leave the capital. She forty, she is still beautiful, still funny, still "look at me-I-am-here-youhou" but it is far away.
When she returns home, the commotion of battle. It textote all friends, all his knowledge and gives them go. Something like "Concert of foo in one instance, we found it? But should not rely on it, she sent the same message to all his repertoire, and she has the repertory.
What makes an appointment of the strangest, or you find yourself in a restaurant bar with 12 strangers who are also waiting for the Gigi, to whom you have nothing to say because you do not know.
The Gigi (then you would have explained that this evening precisely, you have to leave early to avoid missing the concert Magyd Cherfi miss you anyway since it does not care) came with 1:30 late, she said hello and go from one to another to tell her daughter of her stories "In" and to make him feel that he is a poor shit (it does so very well with a single word) to work like an idiot for the steak of his children.
The Gigi has no children, she wants but in others it is more convenient.
The Gigi is not regular, but she wants them do not support it. Must say that Gigi should follow, I find it funny from the outside but I guess in the long run be the pooch to his grandma must be tiring to see humiliating.
The Gigi to send a message all the contacts she has to tell them that she's back, it seeks an apartment, a job in music and he'll have to help.
It will have no trouble finding her yard a few admiring him forgive his contempt and will be ready to accommodate the time it takes.
The Gigi is back and I'll still keep him away from me, my life.
But I am obliged to note that even if it bothers me tremendously, I find it beautiful, I find dole, I find intelligent, I find it boring ... ... and somewhere I admire him too.
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