one thing I'm
BREAK I JUST NEED GOO AWAY
Monday, November 30, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
My Babysitter Giveing Me A Bath
fondly for ana:)
my girl anitaaaa porphyry really you are my friend I have falladfo a thousand times that I always return to your desperate ty's why I allude q te kiero deverdad You're just so much better: D I will not let you down again as I have done so often this is I will be definitely no more strict and disciplined livertinaje I'll be good to see me beautiful on the day of the event and you'll be my best company that day by xq t ana I shall have become pretty good to be friends after a long wait time remoteness q this last i do not fail you again: D
adios! 
my girl anitaaaa porphyry really you are my friend I have falladfo a thousand times that I always return to your desperate ty's why I allude q te kiero deverdad You're just so much better: D I will not let you down again as I have done so often this is I will be definitely no more strict and disciplined livertinaje I'll be good to see me beautiful on the day of the event and you'll be my best company that day by xq t ana I shall have become pretty good to be friends after a long wait time remoteness q this last i do not fail you again: D
adios!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Causes Of Inflammed Cervix
Baffling empty:
Excuse me, do not write your name in capital letters, but as I understand his own meaning is hollow, vain, with the hollowness of a whole or piece of something that lived in my being, let alone what it means to you, when a member, part of the body's internal or external body holding me, is cut off, what remains then is another gap. On the outside may create simulators, devices rebuild, but within a one knows for certain that the gap persists.
But this is not that I worry, or lose sleep, and it saddens me, I live for it. The vacuum drop my existence in the ether of my being, is a vacuum with no name and all names, is the depth of feeling, feeling no basis whatsoever, is the feeling of sadness in intimate solitude, no mirrors, no words .
causing you the tears that spring in my silences, my walking slow, heavy, sad and lost my eye on the horizon that flies before my eyes.
not recognize me who I know and love, do not recognize myself in not even know me and love me in spite of efforts not to faint.
you, sir empty adjective that does not contain anything that disturbs my autumn winter.
would be ungrateful if I love not having to fill out, but, the elusive, which left at a bend in the road, pierced my soul and took my time.
I just want to say, nothing more I can express. Will be a state, a thorn in what we do not know exists and we call soul. Will happen in the troubles.
of you, without wishing to remain in my target, I
, who stretched their hands to an empty space without you.
But this is not that I worry, or lose sleep, and it saddens me, I live for it. The vacuum drop my existence in the ether of my being, is a vacuum with no name and all names, is the depth of feeling, feeling no basis whatsoever, is the feeling of sadness in intimate solitude, no mirrors, no words .
causing you the tears that spring in my silences, my walking slow, heavy, sad and lost my eye on the horizon that flies before my eyes.
not recognize me who I know and love, do not recognize myself in not even know me and love me in spite of efforts not to faint.
you, sir empty adjective that does not contain anything that disturbs my autumn winter.
would be ungrateful if I love not having to fill out, but, the elusive, which left at a bend in the road, pierced my soul and took my time.
I just want to say, nothing more I can express. Will be a state, a thorn in what we do not know exists and we call soul. Will happen in the troubles.
of you, without wishing to remain in my target, I
, who stretched their hands to an empty space without you.
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