miss the place already the second day and later * * fuck coooooomunque, I feel quite satisfied in sti days, my BALANCE is being restored and could not be happier!
precise in two days (holy facebook that reminds me of all the dates) is my anniversary with cristina, and will be 2 years that we know ♥
thinking about it now (but semrpre) dificult to me to create, a 'friendship should not be taken away in leg quite the contrary, and mine has lasted two years.
addition to being happy about it, I also feel fulfilled and satisfied with me, I upended the only nice thing for which I worked so hard, and although it may seem that is not good in reality will always bear.
I brought with me to the gym, I would say I finally decided to lift my ass a flaccid votla and forever, Alexander, gossipy par excellence, and he brings out my share of gossip!
PS: Straight is my death, a risk "unclassified" mode on !!!!* * frustration
Monday, February 28, 2011
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Saturday, February 26, 2011
When Will The Body Change On The Tahoe
first day of the first post: D
small premise: the banner - let's call it - is my first (second actually) with progress u_u graphics and then I hope to post once a day, most every two days, because the idea of having a blog I've always liked and I'd like, for personal satisfaction above all, to accomplish something !
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do not know how I got this idea but I hope to finish it * moral support mode: on *
'm hearing about lately - on facebook - a project "365 day" dedicated to photographs of those with a nikon / canon / fuji / that it may be, they feel the success of expert photographers immortalizing the sky and / or their Superga shoes (they have good taste at least).
the idea of having a blog I've always gone to his head and now I much more familiar with lj say that I have reviewed the idea of joining - silently - to this project in my own way.
say it is a challenge to see if I can at least accomplish what I set;)
Friday, February 25, 2011
How Much Job Seekers Allowance Am I Entitled To
are official protest!
want it to be life-nothing teen fuck u_u
this week - thanks to the influence - have skipped a lot of meetings, hours in the gym and my self-persuasion has taken seven days of PIR.
I'm cramming chocolate kinder, MTV and powdered tea .. and I love it! I love to claim my rights as a teenager even though my conscience does not spare himself never to attack post-it in my brain with all the rotten things to do!
however, since the English guest of my friend is gone - and I swear that I asked her to bring in all languages with her - I decided that I want to go shopping in England to uphold the honor of my style trash!
among other things - where to check a small percentage of what I would do - I'd like to find a new book to read, have another cd of Tokyo, go to concerts of Tokyo and see a lot of films coming from the next and the old (which I see in streaming).
PS1: WANTED new self-persuasion!
PS2: I hate capital letters and there will never be here + _ +
FRAH ♥
Monday, February 21, 2011
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Thursday, February 17, 2011
What Does Positive Hemocrit
was the only sound I heard around me immediately, while a certainty after the other sank to unknown shores.
I saw my fairy tale turned into a nightmare.
with tears in his eyes and trembling hands I stared at the desktop where there is a picture of us, smiling and full of love to a party at a friend's house.
I felt the need to take it out of there. immediately. immediately. instantly.
hurt too much to see his eyes. looking in my eyes that had set out a promise, lying. those eyes that no longer recognizes.
I cried for hours until I faint.
with the impact of vomiting for a fact I discovered little by little. a reality that sucks, too much to think that we could find him near.
I cried, I do not know what.
even today, in retrospect. I cried so much to finish them in tears.
then I went to sleep. with several questions in my head but mostly full of doubts that I ever had.
gentle, between a tear and the other in the dark staring at the ceiling. sigh broke every heart beat. a cold in the chest, stomach twinges. each breath, a sharp pain in my heart.
to a question, one that scared me more, I found the answer this afternoon, peering the reactions of his eyes.
I can trust, yes. I put my life in very good hands.
messy hands, who have hidden more than dobuto, who have lied to do so knowing that they know instead of having just denied confessing. but still I love the man's hands, and I want next.
no matter what.