December will be filled with love.
December will be filled with growth.
December will be filled with ease.
December will be filled with wealth.
December will be filled with good news.
December will be filled with happiness.
December will be filled with blessings.
He needed to tell her … what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her.
come glielo spieghi al pubblico in eurovisione l’impatto culturale de “LE MIE LABBRA SANNO SOLO DI TE È UN GUSTO DOLCEAMARO TRA ROSSETTO E CAFFÈ”
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