Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

How Long Do Cinnamon Rolls Stay Good For?

Fuck that boredom ...

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Metal Mark Off Of Fiestaware

What are we playing? Things turn around

The last week she has been telling me you need more space, more time, more freedom ... Well I've been trying all summer to be near her, trying to cheer her up. I have lost confidence with many friends and have not been to many trips because I did not want to leave her alone, she was totally depressed. And now when I need it, when I'm depressed, she demonstrates that not ready to make the effort to be with me and try to cheer me up. It offends me and tells me I look like a princess more than her. Answer my mood unstable with aggression! Anything you say she is angry. I confess that every day it is harder to connect to Skype to talk to me, recognizes that it is almost a chore. He says he wants to come to Spain but she says it so that it seems you really do not want, it seems she feels obligated. I say that nobody is pointing a gun to his head, which may not come if she does not want. And then she tells me I remember a Polish boy who disappeared when she said she wanted to go to see him in Poland.

Now she says I do not want to meet my family. Perfect

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

How Soon Before Menstruation Does Cervix Open

Lets

Ok let's not bullshit. It is time to put an end to all this, I'm tired of swimming in shit. What I want and how you want, and in which direction to walk to get there. It's time to show what I have between my legs does more than to be scratched ... I have several days

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sleeping very little, with a permanent state of stress that makes me angry for any reason. In the last two days I have slept less than 6 hours and I feel defeated. I am angry with my girlfriend because I was disappointed on Sunday and Monday I had all the afternoon alone at home. Canceled a meeting because I thought she would get more time but then I realized that could have delayed 1 hour. That would have been two goals would have been something I'd rather spend my time in the afternoon, and would received a few euros on Wednesday working on leroy merlin. In addition, I asked you to tell me when he went to sleep and yes, I said it, but do not wait 5 minutes for me to respond to it. Simply wrote, "I go to sleep, turned off the phone and left. And not even turned it on even though I was calling several times. Next morning I answered the call even loss of good morning that I did, is one of the few times since he went to Russia not so. Certainly his attitude lately is strange. Just recognize her as the girl before.
Finally, today has been all day telling me I had to work, answering in monosyllables. I was angry on several occasions and I have been ready to send everything to take the ass. And am I now? Has spent all morning writing posts on your blog! That is, when she told me she was having an affair and could not talk to me was actually writing in his blog, never working.
Today is the day I decided to uninstall ICQ from my phone. From now on, just speak in the afternoon (if both are at home). I regret having bought this phone that just gives me trouble



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Sunday, October 18, 2009

Loveandforgiveness/poems

CORFU, THE UNICORN HAPPY BIRTHDAY


few days ago I spoke with a friend around here about something that was around the head.
She does not know, but as the story I was reeling me smile ... because it loads of time, I wrote a tonteríay I was remembering.

I thought from the beginning of gifts, not because it is worth nothing, that what goes ... upside down, read it now and I'm dying of shame.
But 25 years ago I wrote ... there is nothing, jop ...

lack It do not make coments, eh ... to think that ... Inches years head full of birds and big words ...

Well, I think I will be excited, because I put it here from the love that inspires me and has given me.
will guess the hint at once, so do not put names *** ***

dehissing
The picture to illustrate my googling I have found that neither is what inspired the theme, or likes it.
It seems that lately I go bright colors and the little things that shine, like squirrels, hobbits ... so ...

Well it goes ... let's take the bull by the horns ...



CORFU, THE UNICORN

Lift up your eyes to heaven
do not you see who will rejoice? The unicorn pasta

clouds of joy, their food is Alegre

and comes to benefit in your hearts.
he find shelter?

sink your horn
magical stars and happiness is poured upon you. Floods

flowers hanging from his neck
and a splendid aroma us is intoxicating. No spur

damaged flesh, one hand never
handcuffed him, and proud

back what beautiful rider will mount? Here comes

Corfu, the unicorn. Among
cotton clouds joys is looking
and will pour my heart open.

Escanciaréis "your souls?










Friday, September 18, 2009

Dandruff Vs Head Lice

balls to wake up and realize how much I love you





but now I love is beside
it or not I show you


I love you but paresca

I forget even if you think that is not true
that's what I like to feel



think that I like to know that I love

Good, that good

Like
owning your jealousy

wake up and realize how much I love you

Jorge Drexler:

Quererte
love is not enough

understand you love is not you still want

Quererte,

remember love is love is
deserve you more than you deserve you

I like, I like to think

know you want

Good, that Like good

,
owning your jealousy

wake up and realize how much I love you

Jorge: I have you, I lose
JDP: I have you, I lose
Jorge: You grab, you loose JDP
: You grab, you loose
Jorge: You go and I hope you
JDP: I hope you go and
Jorge: I seek, I find

Jorge: You go, I walk away
JDP: You go, Jorge
me away: I hear you, I tell you
JDP: I hear you, I tell you
Jorge: I'll buy, I sell
JDP: I'll buy, I sell

Jorge: I hate you, I love you
The 2: I quit,
let me kiss me, I bite
lick you, you

uelo good, that good

The 2: I ask, I offer
(Jorge: I love you, I lie)
The 2: I hold you, squeeze you
The 2: I hold you, squeeze you

good, that good

JDP: I love you ...
Jorge: I love you
JDP: What I miss most
George: What I miss most
JDP: not you want more
Jorge: but much more
JDP: how much I love you
George: uhh uhh uhh

JDP: I miss you
Jorge: Sometimes the most
JDP: Your portrait on the wall
Jorge: Your portrait on the wall
JDP: A little note in the mail
Jorge : note from whom? JDP
: To say I love you
Jorge: uhhh

The 2: that good, good (4 times)

Jorge: good, that good ... (bis)

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Phlegm In My New Born




Almost almost did not, mecachis. That
Today is the birthday of crisharold (JOPS, I think I used to know how to put the comics before but I can not remember).
That this girl is my land, we, my land and my pot, because only 27 km separate us ... and is extremely generous with her affections and deserves to be giving back five times.
So I do not want to pass the day without wishing you had a Sunday, a weekend ... splendid with that Brian has to eat it with kisses so sweet it is ... Brian
In particular, the family, friends ... the thing is that you've had a great girl.
That I know that to compete with the album of Randy ... and the rest of what has come up with your man, and devoted fics you girls .... and all that, because I have it raw.
Anyway, I leave you here a picture that I liked it when I get lost in those worlds that is sometimes Yupi online:

Ea, the image I handle google, eh. .. if anyone knows who is the appropriate thank you. I have called
Rainbow Symphony, hahaha ... that is a resounding ...

For that, I've seen, and I thought it conveyed joy and much love ... which is what you waste, so you know, that's you.

Hey, hearts are kisses Lacasitos (which are what control you now)

Congratulations skill mine!



Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Full Clips Of Miosotis

stuck his head


Anda ... only I can have so little shame for daring to post and slip into my page friends this way.
After 8 months without signs of life just ... and rose from the dead ...

As they say here the RL has not given me this añito truce ... but I think that's no excuse not to spend or to say hello ... so I understand that anyone is total messed with me or have sent me literally fried churros.

So to be totally honest and not create more false expectations, I have to admit that I have a bipolar personality (I have not been diagnosed with anything like that .... uh ... but I know better than any psychiatric .... hahaha)
Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa .... Berta , do you say? ;)

This means that sometimes I feel like this:

But hidden inside that head you keep all of you, eh ...

And after months and ... soil as stretch, poke head in great fear that has not collapsed all around



Well then, I've been a season that majic that pa ... has accompanied the body because I had an attack of sciatica that has me stuck at home for 2 months ... and have reared its head ... and I hope ye still there.

Ah ... and I forgot that my ordenata is also battering, j *****, so I can not do what I like: it is to download and record series and so on ... and I have taken by assault the boy's pc. I am in danger of death, really ... $

I'm thinking about calling my pc "my baby" ... hahaha ... I've discovered that I miss more than I thought ... and that will mean something, no?

Phew ... as noted I've been a summer clouded by Supernatural .... that it was time to see her ...
acknowledge that I have taken a long time ... but said he would see if I could have kids for me alone ... and damn if it has, joer ... Toy

love again, and take the opposite ... I love SAMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY ...
do I put this man xD.
course the fault of the Winchester and padackles fics I read .... no longer distinguish between series and fics ... xD. Photic
my child, if not, bust:

Sosse , I dedicate the last lines and the picture of the boy ...

I know I'm being a little cheating ... but also that Brian would be proud of me has got to be the aunt with boundless imagination and overheated the planet, hahaha ....

Well, today, enough, no?
hope I do not take another 8 months to update, xD.







Friday, August 14, 2009

Solid Blackwork Tattoo

skubydooo @ 2009-08-14T15: 21:00




You know what? Seems

That this monkey really Needs You ...

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Making A Concrete Bathtub

Because she is my rose



"Good morning," Said the fox.

"Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.

"I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree."

"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."

"I am a fox," said the fox.

"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."

"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."

"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.

But, after some thought, he added:

"What does that mean-- 'tame'?"

"You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?"

"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean-- 'tame'?"

"Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?"

"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean-- 'tame'?"

"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."

"'To establish ties'?"

"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..."

"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower... I think that she has tamed me..."

"It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things."

"Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince.

The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.

"On another planet?"

"Yes."

"Are there hunters on this planet?"

"No."

"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"

"No."

"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox.

But he came back to his idea.

"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..."

The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.

"Please-- tame me!" he said.

"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."

"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me..."

"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.

"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me-- like that-- in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day..."

The next day the little prince came back.

"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you... One must observe the proper rites..."

"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.

"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."

So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--

"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."

"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you..."

"Yes, that is so," said the fox.

"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.

"Yes, that is so," said the fox.

"Then it has done you no good at all!"

"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:

"Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."

The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.

"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."

And the roses were very much embarassed.

"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you-- the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.

And he went back to meet the fox.

"Goodbye," he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."

"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--" said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.

"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose..."

"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

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When you keep on walking But nothing changes file

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

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around Just a little bit more of time ...

"Invincible"

Follow through
Make your dreams come true
Don't give up the fight
You will be alright
'Cause there's no one like you in the universe

Don't be afraid
What your mind conceives
You should make a stand
Stand up for what you believe
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible

During the struggle
They will pull us down
But please, please
Let's use this chance
To turn things around
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible

Do it on your own
It makes no difference to me
What you leave behind
What you choose to be

And whatever they say
Your souls unbreakable

During the struggle
They will pull us down
But please, please
Let's use this chance
To turn things around
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible
Together we're invincible

During the struggle
They will pull us down
Please, please
Let's use this chance
To turn things around
And tonight
We can truly say
Together we're invincible
Together we're invincible

Monday, January 5, 2009

Cheats For Silver Strike Bowling 2009



As everyone knows BSP is somewhat abandoned lately, and therefore both
Happy Birthday Warsi

Niña tu sabes cuanto te quiero y lo bien que me caes es obvio sino no estaría este Journal, eres una super persona (Oh! Acabo de darme cuenta que eres Super Warsie!! *se la imagina con capa y todo* )

Hace un ratito hablé contigo y no sabes cuanto gusto me da el hacerlo cada que puedo >////< y se nota que te da gusto el que lo haga porque no dejas de hablar XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD (es que claro, se entiende, soy yo )

Muchas felicidades niña y animo con ese proyecto (que lo estoy viendo y se ve de *-*) Desde aquí te mando many kisses and hugs and all that stuff nice that you always tell me my