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pubcapscott · 14 days
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2024 Giro d'Italia: Stage 15 Results
The Maglia Rosa Tadej Pogacar (UAE Team Emirates) has won Stage 15 of the 2024 Giro d’Italia, the 222 km long Manerba del Garda-Livigno (Mottolino). Pogacar maintained the maxi-breakaway under the control of his UAE Team Emirates to attack his GC rivals 15km before the end. He caught Nairo Quintana, the last escapee, within 2km to go and reached Livigno alone. He extended his advantage to 6’41’’…
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lesbicastagna · 2 months
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per me è instostenibile non avere questa maglia qualcuno può mandarmi 50 euro o rubarla o boh
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La maglia bianca e le trasparenze.. 😍
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Mi sembrava una descrizione perfetta
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sayitaliano · 4 months
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TUTA GOLD | MAHMOOD
(please refer to this post for the tuta gold definition)
Se partirò If I'll leave A Budapest ti ricorderai In Budapest you'll remember Dei giorni in tenda quella moonlight Of the days in a tent that moonlight (=liquid for vaping) Fumando fino all’alba Smoking until sunrise Non cambierai You'll never change
E non cambierò And I won't change Fottendomi la testa in un night Fucking up my head in a nightclub Soffrire può sembrare un po’ fake Suffering can look a bit fake Se curi le tue lacrime ad un rave If you cure your tears at a rave
Maglia bianca, oro sui denti, blue jeans White shirt, gold on teeth, blue jeans Non paragonarmi a una bitch così Don't compare me to a bitch like that Non era abbastanza noi soli sulla jeep It wasn't enough us alone on the Jeep Ma non sono bravo a rincorrere But I'm not good at chasing
5 cellulari nella tuta gold 5 cellphones inside the golden gym suit Baby non richiamerò Bay I won't call again Ballavamo nella zona nord We were dancing in the north zone Quando mi chiamavi fra When you were calling me bro Con i fiori fiori nella tuta gold With flowers inside the golden gym suit Tu ne fumavi la metà You were smoking half of them
Mi passerà I'll get over it Ricorderò i gilet neri pieni di zucchero I will remember the vests filled with sugar Cambio numero I change my number 5 cellulari nella tuta gold 5 cellphones inside the golden gym suit Baby non richiamerò Baby I won't call again
Dov’è la fiducia diventata arida Where is trust (it) became arid È come l’aria del Sahara It's like the Sahara's air Mi raccontavi storie di gente You were telling me stories of people senza dire mai il nome nome nome Without ever telling (me their) name name name Come l’amico tuo in prigione ma Like your friend in prison but A stare nel quartiere serve fottuta personalità To stay in the district (=bad area/street) one needs an effin' character Se partirai dimmi tua madre chi la consolerà If you'll leave tell me who will comfort your mother
Maglia bianca, oro sui denti, blue jeans White shirt, gold on teeth, blue jeans Non paragonarmi a una bitch così Don't compare me to a bitch like that Non era abbastanza noi soli sulla jeep It wasn't enough us alone on the Jeep Ma non sono bravo a rincorrere But I'm not good at chasing
5 cellulari nella tuta gold 5 cellphones inside the golden gym suit Baby non richiamerò Bay I won't call again Ballavamo nella zona nord We were dancing in the north zone Quando mi chiamavi fra When you were calling me bro Con i fiori fiori nella tuta gold With flowers inside the golden gym suit Tu ne fumavi la metà You were smoking half of them
Mi passerà I'll get over it Ricorderò i gilet neri pieni di zucchero I will remember the black vests filled with sugar Cambio numero I change my number 5 cellulari nella tuta gold 5 cellphones inside the golden gym suit Baby non richiamerò Baby I won't call again
Mi hanno fatto bene le offese Insults did me good Quando fuori dalle medie le ho prese e ho pianto When outside middle school I got hit and cried Dicevi ritornatene al tuo paese You were saying come back to your country Lo sai che non porto rancore You know I don't hold a grudge Anche se papà mi richiederà Even if dad will ask me Di cambiare cognome To change my surname
Ballavamo nella zona nord We were dancing in the north zone Quando mi chiamavi fra When you were calling me bro Con i fiori fiori nella tuta gold With flowers inside the golden gym suit Tu ne fumavi la metà You were smoking half of them
Mi passerà I'll get over it Ricorderò i gilet neri pieni di zucchero I will remember the black vests filled with sugar Cambio numero I change my number 5 cellulari nella tuta gold 5 cellphones inside the golden gym suit Baby non richiamerò Baby I won't call again
5 cellulari nella tuta gold, gold, gold, gold, gold 5 cellphones inside the golden golden golden golden golden gym suit 5 cellulari nella tuta gold 5 cellphones inside the golden gym suit Baby non richiamerò Baby I won't call again
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inkyself · 4 months
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I wish someone would send me hate mail so I could reply with maglia bianca oro sui denti blue jeans non paragonarmi a una bitch così
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unwinthehart · 4 months
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Uramaki:"Puoi tenere la felpa bianca e blu" Il Nilo nel Naviglio:"La maglia Lacoste è l'unica cosa che di te mi resta" Karma ft. Woodkid:"You can keep your greed, and my Kawasaki sweater" Duemila Volte (per Marco Mengoni): "Mi guardi e mi dici che vuoi un’altra sigaretta, una vita perfetta, che vuoi la mia maglietta" Bakugo: "Sai che mi sento più solo quando richiedi in prestito una t-shirt mai tornata indietro"
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ma-pi-ma · 1 year
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Devota come un ramo curvato da molte nevi allegra come falò per colline d'oblio, su acutissime lamine in bianca maglia di ortiche, ti insegnerò, mia anima, questo passo d'addio… 
Cristina Campo, da Passo d’addio, All’Insegna del Pesce d’Oro, 1956
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marcelskittels · 1 year
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João Almeida ‹ Giro d'Italia 2023 › Young Rider Classification - Maglia Bianca 📸 by Tim de Waele/Getty Images
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pubcapscott · 15 days
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2024 Giro d'Italia: Stage 14 Results
Filippo Ganna powered to one more victory against the clock at the 2024 Giro d’Italia, something he’s been used to since 2020. He rode to the Garda Lake 29 seconds faster than Tadej Pogacar while his team-mate Thymen Arensman rounded out the stage podium with Geraint Thomas in fourth place. The Welshman overtook Colombian champion Dani Martinez on GC to start the queen stage wih a deficit of…
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lestatlioncunt · 2 months
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i hope mahmood knows the amount of damage he did to my brain and vocabulary when he said maglia bianca oro sui denti blue jeans non paragonarmi a una bitch così
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effettoofarfallaa · 3 months
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Ti ho sognata questa notte..
Uscivi da una villetta circostante casa mia,
Io ero su di un muretto con un amica che parlavo di altro..
Ti ho vista uscire con tua madre. Quando il rumore del cancelletto del giardino ha risuonato nell aria, si è generato un silenzio assordante, quasi come se io sapessi che ci fossi tu li..
Appena sei uscita ci siamo guardate quasi come a dire che tu sentissi la mia presenza.
Io ho iniziato a piangere nascondendo io viso ma continuando ad osservarti..
Il taglio dei tuo capelli era molto diverso dall ultima volta che ti ho vista ,indossavi una maglia bianca e jeans ,non sembravi felice di andare dove dovevi..
Ti sei voltata e con il labiale e qualche gesto mi hai detto “sei tutta la vita mia mbi, sorridi”
E poi sei sparita su di una macchina rossa ed io sono rimasta li da sola per ore..
-karma-
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bitseventimes · 4 months
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ah sì dopo tre giorni che la ascolto ho capito solo ora che dice maglia bianca/oro sui denti/blue jeans e non maglia bianca e oro/sui denti: blue jeans
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Maglia bianca e no Bra 🤭👅
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chiesovic · 1 year
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comunque a me la maglia bianca effetto marmo della nazionale piace
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teenagedirtstache · 2 years
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Da sinistra. Fleece Adidas; maglia jacquard arancio e blu, Walter Van Beirendonck; hood(sotto) Zoltar; t-shirt gialla stampa manga, Walter Van Beirendonck; felpa bianca con logo, Burton; maglia in lana doubleface con cappuccio stampa scheletro, Walter Van Beirenconck. Tutte le divise, Nike
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cassieuncaged · 1 year
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“Need a hand?”
This could be Maglias or maybe Wrick?
I went ahead and did both. Smutty snippets beneath the cut!
NSFW/18+
Wrick
It had been a long day when he spread out across the sofa. Tension permeated in his shoulders when one large hand drifted to the crotch of black slacks.
Wren was his on his mind, lithe and beautiful. It had been nearly a week since he'd been intimate with either she or Bianca, leaving the criminal lonely and rather insatiable.
Swiftly flicking open the button of his pants, Rick pulled out a half hard erection. The cool air made him grit his teeth, enveloping himself in a warm hand. Head tipping back against the sofa, he felt little moans escape his lips hungrily as the thought of those bright green eyes returned.
She was mesmerizing, his plaything made for corrupting. Though could she be anymore corrupted? That was unlikely considering how much Wren had already been initiated into his dark world. Cock jumping, Rick picked speed as he imagined the woman knelt between his knees, eagerly sucking.
Lost in a lusty stupor, the sound of bare feet on tile was unheard as Wren approached. Wearing nothing but a silk robe, she carefully traipsed down the stairs, observing him quietly.
Continuing to pump, a sharp jaw was ajar as clear blue eyes were glazed over in pleasure. She smirked playfully, excited by the scene unfolding. Climbing down the last few stairs, Wren cleared her throat.
Rick paused, looking up at the intrusion. A sleazy grin split wide lips as he drank her in.
“Need a hand?” it was a shy proposition, accentuated by the fact that a shaking hand nervously clutched at her robe.
"Always..." Rick cooed, reaching to pull her closer. In an instant, the swathe of fabric was being removed from a small form before she was being brought down upon his lap, "Your timing is impeccable."
"Prove it." Wren challenged, enjoying the way one hand wrapped roughly in chestnut waves while his lips assaulted her throat.
Maglias
Sweet little mewls echoed from the bedroom, sneaking into the cracked door of the bathroom. Elias grinned as he dried himself off, deciding to forgo his pajamas completely. If the hungry sounds in the other room were any indication he wouldn't be wearing them long anyways.
Long fingers combed through damp tresses as he assessed himself briefly in the steamy mirror. Eyes closed for a moment as Maggie moaned again, louder this time. He could only imagine what she was doing to make herself cry out so desperately. She didn't partake in self pleasure often, but made quite the scene when she did.
His cock jumped at all of the possible positions she'd gotten herself into. Was she on all fours, easy for the taking as freckled legs shook? Or was she languidly lounging on her back, spread open for him to enjoy?
"Let's find out." Winking at himself in the mirror, Elias hobbled into the bedroom to get an eyeful. Maggie lay spread across the mattress, wearing one of his flannels. Every button was undone, exposing an ivory chest as several fingers were buried up to the knuckle again and again.
"Oh, Elias..." she sighed, completely unaware that her lover currently stood in the doorway, stroking himself lazily at the sight. Orange curls framed a round face as she shook and twitched.
"Need a hand?" he piped up suddenly, making the woman jump, "Easy. I just got out of the shower. Sounded like you were having a good time on your own."
"I got bored waiting," she shrugged shyly, face a bright red. Knees were splayed awkwardly as she attempted to cover herself. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Not long. But there's no need to cover up, sugar. I've got a bit of a situation myself. Think we might be able to help each other out?"
"Yeah," she nodded excitedly, covering her face with her hands as Elias practically jumped into bed. Wedging himself between her thighs, the two giggled amount before sharing a passionate kiss. "I love you."
"I love you, wild child."
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