This text, do not write for people who might be reading. I am well aware that the reader or the reader who reads these lines right now is in my same situation, looking for something useful to do with their vida.No. I write this text, because I know that tomorrow opinare not the same, that as soon as I get out of this chair I'll be looking more and mas.Escribo unconsciously seek it so that when rereading it again remember that this is not good.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Eugenol Red Cross Toothache Owned by your possession.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Tablet For Chest Infection
blue Retal
I have work:)
provisional will [but for me, because for them I'm still ... well, that they think they'll do ^ ^] I will be a mileurista
[but I'm not complaining at all ... many would] be estresantísimo
[but ... see point 1]
will experience the curriculum and spare as well [although there is point3 is the point2!]
green Retal
Happy New Year:)
CHTMNearly 1 LXC Anita was in Girona, recently paired
^ ^ [remember?] What better way to celebrate than getting ... in style! How well
luxury living ...
Too bad it's only one weekend a year [because ... to point 2 ...]
orange Retal We have suspended the TFC (TFC
Final Year = Work
Finally, it is wrong I say so, but we deserved the suspense ...
Anyway, now up and spend time in June to present a TFC dropping the Court of ass [that if the two previous remnants left me time and inclination of course]
But the orange scrap is dedicated to my mate and his TFatigasC post mania
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Gay Cruise Place In Bangalore
With a million lines of carbon mojo folio resting on the escrtorio. Strokes hate love
Strokes Strokes Strokes
friendly smiles tears Strokes Strokes
inlegibles
And it's ironic too ...
'Cos do What We Tend to act on
Is What They Say, And Then
it is that way.
For them
For them I mourn
bite I want to scream I want to run
'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this, I
'm sorry,
so sorry I'm sorry we do this,
I plunge a dagger into the heart
I want to run and fall
reason I mourn without
know that the heart is for more than for Later
Who Are They? Where Are They?
And day after day
As a child she would not eat
How Can They Possibly Know all this?
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why them?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why?>>
Do You See What I See?
Why do we live like this? is