Fragments
Everything was shrouded in silence. ... ... And it was strange how that place looked different than the day .... And like the night had the capacity 'to make everything so' suffocated. ... Perhaps less painful. ... And away ... ..
He crouched next to a small fortune small fire lit by herself with some papers found scattered ... and slowly as the flame was more 'big she fed the even more' slide into all those pieces of memories .... who did not want more '.... diffident as glanced at those photos he held in his hands ... ... I remember coming back in the mind .... ... unnecessarily now. 'cause he had more' important ... .. but that conviction did not make her feel better and did not fill the void that deaf for months had made friends in her ... ..
Things are going smoothly ... .. She managed to swallow several bitter Rosponi .... ... Attitudes. ... Indifference. Coldness and indifference. ... But that sentence was not able to pass on ... ..
It was always like 'one another. ... Immediately following a change was Jody what was supposed to fit all while Julia was His comfort. ... had its crisis. ... its collapse ... its hysteria .... and shouting when he was sick. ... vomiting all his insecurities and discomfort while the other served as shock to all .... but the bond that had always been together was more 'powerful than anything. ... or maybe one of them had believed that until that moment ....
He had decided to leave the group that morning ... .. and for the first time in his life that he knew would be forever and that would not have gone back on his feet for the world ... .. not I had a word to anyone except for Tristan that he had not bat an eye to the thing ... .. maybe in his heart he was aware of that decision. ... and could not take any unnecessary squabbles over 'him either. ... knew that was was the beginning of the collapse of everything especially the relationship between those two .... but he did not feel responsible .... he had not done anything ... .. it was always kept at a distance from everything. ... except sacred music and punk him had nothing ... .. and her story with Julia was an 'other business .... something had happened but that would never do let our guard down in front of some things. ... if she had changed. ... with the rest of the world. ... he did not blame him. ... and if some things in front of Jody was too inquedrata then it was better to go away and leave the fate of Flowers of Romance to themselves .... Flowers
But I had put them on her. ... Was born from the crumbs of Reverants ....
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Throat Cacer Awareness Ribbon
Numb
I did not know that Sugar had organized a birthday party for 17. I knew that would mean
organized, I knew it would be the 17 (because Sugar is final for dates), I knew that there would be Monkey.
In an instant, I was struck to the heart I know that I would not have been. And my choice. Why I left.
But what I destroyed, Gianni has said that to me.
I did not know that Monkey would have to come to the airport to greet me.
told me Dani.
Every time I speak with Sus is a breath of fresh air.
reassures me.
not my monologue on the English weather, Scazzi on in the kitchen, about me loving .
E 'a monologue from "I did this, we went there, there was a cute, then has happened this this and this ...". And I am speaking, I participate, we exchange opinions and we end up talking about everything. Not the usual nothing here nothing there, I can not tell you that and bla bla bla.
E 'a: This my life is boring, but I want you to do is party. Because if I say something, I have an answer. Not an emoticon.
Because when I say that I come to Italy and I think I spend four days with her, asking me to stay longer. I look and tells him to stay longer with their , and reflection, saying their cocks sti's with me and that's it, at least I do not remember that you are about to leave ten minutes before you leave.
Because I would like to feel pampered and debauchery.
I feel abandoned, that's all.
As if the distance I took away the ability to be a part of your lives.
Because at times like these when I can not stop crying after three hours when I wake up in the morning with the pillow still wet and the hiccups, which I do not think that with the distance, do not you care about me more ; shit. And then
abandonment.
I did not know that Sugar had organized a birthday party for 17. I knew that would mean
organized, I knew it would be the 17 (because Sugar is final for dates), I knew that there would be Monkey.
In an instant, I was struck to the heart I know that I would not have been. And my choice. Why I left.
But what I destroyed, Gianni has said that to me.
I did not know that Monkey would have to come to the airport to greet me.
told me Dani.
Every time I speak with Sus is a breath of fresh air.
reassures me.
not my monologue on the English weather, Scazzi on in the kitchen, about me loving .
E 'a monologue from "I did this, we went there, there was a cute, then has happened this this and this ...". And I am speaking, I participate, we exchange opinions and we end up talking about everything. Not the usual nothing here nothing there, I can not tell you that and bla bla bla.
E 'a: This my life is boring, but I want you to do is party. Because if I say something, I have an answer. Not an emoticon.
Because when I say that I come to Italy and I think I spend four days with her, asking me to stay longer. I look and tells him to stay longer with their , and reflection, saying their cocks sti's with me and that's it, at least I do not remember that you are about to leave ten minutes before you leave.
Because I would like to feel pampered and debauchery.
I feel abandoned, that's all.
As if the distance I took away the ability to be a part of your lives.
Because at times like these when I can not stop crying after three hours when I wake up in the morning with the pillow still wet and the hiccups, which I do not think that with the distance, do not you care about me more ; shit. And then
abandonment.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
How To Use Cheats For Pokemon Soul Silver R4
Waking up in Vegas
05/21/2008
forty minutes between landing at home . And my already I miss her.
E 'that I waited so long that eventually passed and I have not noticed. I do not know what I
. Will work, will not make peace with the brain ... but I'm sad.
And 'I do not know what I want.
's the classic period "and I fall asleep do not wake before six months."
Maybe it was just too short and full of things that really did not want to do.
sorry I did not spend all this time with Jenni, but it was tiring for her and for me.
I know I'm not one so easy to treat, because I have my times, my Scazzi and all my little obsessions ... but sometimes I think people just do not know. I believe there is an inherent selfishness that affects everyone but me.
I often find myself wondering why I'm so, stinking, good. Or perhaps naive.
Because they are always so accommodating with everyone? Why do I always put the comfort of others before mine.
E 'a continuous "If you need anything you ask ...." But is not that they do exactly the same with me. Are no real problems as minor inconveniences.
I really understand that you do not have internet and you need to use it, and really no problem.
But wait, if I'm using I can not get to make a girl of 10 years, two hundred and fifty times the mail should check to see if email from a person who has not even considered.
Really, I wonder why I'd waited patiently in his place that the owner of the internet-computer had finished and then I would use it. And I said well thank you. Instead I have need to shut up, hurry up and say sorry even. Because I
if I needed anything I would have said it once, but I would not anxious for four days. Why the words "It 's late," I should really hurry up and I would not face irritated. And if I would not give a shit monuments would have told blatantly. Why do I
problems and others not? I am very well educated too?
I try to remember why I told her to come with me. Essentially it was a mistake, because in the end I enjoyed it and I was glad he could see a glimpse of my life and my world .
But again, the truth is revealed to me in the face, no one can Starmie behind as Lei
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Cream Tartar Orange Juice
Purple (Preface)
Solita room that served as a dressing room for all on the back of the room .... to share with those who like them had to perform that evening .....
"nothing to do Tim has decided to drop everything ...." the voice of Violet had a sudden stop which almost no Brendan choked on the beer while Jim approached 'her cautious ....
Julia was in the bathroom .... That was putting the black pencil around the eyes ..... and the news' still did not know about ....
"we do now .... sink the evening ...." Brendal said, raising his arms in surrender ....
"we feel that the boss has to say .... When I hear 'the news ..." Jim was sarcastic knew that the affair would blow up the punk as a hand grenade ... ..
"happens" Julia's voice made them turn. ... and the expression on the faces of all Facer stinking mess of the thing too ....
"the evening and 'go to hell ..." lamented' Brendan ....
"still do not know ..." I try to 'save the appearances a moment Violet
"someone wants to enlighten me ..." Julia became impatient' ....
"Tim will not be '..." Jim said, look closely ....
"bastard I knew ... I knew I should not trust that fake son of a bitch ... .. great" scream 'Julia stamping their feet ... ..
"the evening and then 'go to hell" sentence' again this time struck by Brendan glared Violet
"you forget it .... I go out tonight on that stage and sound cost the facio alone ... "Julia was determined and would not easily surrender all thought to find a singer there .... sigh on two feet was an impossible task ....
"Do you feel like you sing" Brendan's voice made her turn to laugh making shooting more hysteria than anything else ..... no more singing since high school when he founded the group of enhanced bearing the name of Sugar Babylon
"not say it even as a joke," she said speaking softly to avoid the friend that bitch feel .....
"you have the two of you to speak softly ... "The warning did not arrive late .... curiosity 'and' and women 's true. ... but is also born with the name of Julia ... I think' Violet sigh .... ... awaiting the explosion.
"Violet this evening could save your ass ..." Brendan did pull away from her, which seemed already spitting sparks from his eyes ....
"how ..." Julia seemed really interested in what turned .... grabbed the black tank top wearing 'sbucherellata over a shirt .... being careful not to smear make-up ....
"she could sing ..." Brendan comianciando continued to beat with sticks on the wall by jumping up and down like a spring to its untrimmed strars now ....
"but fuck 'cause I have not thought of before .... "Julia's eyes are getting hot when it came to rest on the figure that stood beside her ... .... lit a cigarette and quaff 'shape a sip of beer cans left there on the table ....
"I never sang punk ..... I'm not a punk and I do not sing for ages so I'd say definitely discarded idea .... Ju sings you are able to play the guitar and sing in that same instant your ..... voice and 'suitable for this kind .... but I see us out there to me ... .. "he sighed Violet in the hope of being persuasive ....
"no but I want to experience ...." she said. ... Not to fear nothing grabbed the guitar incastonò the cigarette between the keys for tuning and Brendan motioned to give you time" by the attacks that you do not want to worry I only hear that voice you have to decide in consequence of the lineup is not the time to be timid this ...." he said again using a Julia imperialist tone. ... but in convincing ... the same time ... .. would not have surrendered, and Violet knew. ... I think 'sighed while shaking his head ....
"Ju hate you ..." she growled blasted with a dirty look ....
"lovvi well but I know 'cause I'm small and pucciosa stink .... But it is not the time to show your dislike ok ..... I know if I saved the show .... you sing or ... forces you to .... with the Chinese torture .... "The threat by pointing a finger at ...... faking a fake smile that made her giggle all including her ... .. then sighed resignedly throwing a dirty look to Brendan that he laughed happily as usual peaceful ..... while Jim watched the scene silently smoking and drinking ... .. He tried to
calmanrsi a moment that would prove or off did not have to be removed ..... never narrowed his eyes a moment to focus and try to give voice to the attack of My Wild Love .... doors at the moment when he opened his mouth in that room was like something magnetic about her .... Brendan stopped beating sticks against the wall and stood near Julia ... .. who listened carefully .... why the hell he had never noticed before that had the potential asssurdo there .... she scolded herself alone, shaking his head ...... but you will not be a punk rock with a tinge of metal inside ..... girl .... then thought strocendo lips into a smirk ..... her eyes seemed to spit hot spark ... ..
Violet had let her go so that he found to be screaming like a mad chorus and had created a small crowd around them all when he opened his eyes he realized what was going to hush stroke while some applause made her blush as ever in his life .....
"upset a lot of things I would say that this evening .... My Wild Love is perfect as an opening ..... we only sing songs that you feel like you .... I Brendan and Jim peseremo the rest You sing like you did five seconds ago and you'll be fine .... ok ...." Julia made things too simple fuck ..... but it was more shaken 'than ever. ... But' seriously Violet could change that night and maybe even more ....
"listen hear you now .... I'm not a singer singing in the shower as a hobby. ... I never climb on stage I never held a micorfono in hand .... and I've never been in front of a crowd of rowdy as the ones out there but you're crazy or what Ju ...." she began to scream as not impatient never in his life .....
"you have a fucking potential that I do not give up ..... you come out tonight with us on that fucking stage takes the microphone in his hand from her ass to the public unless you want to look but I do not want replicas songs ok .. .. because you're the only one this evening can save my ass indeed our clear ...." would not let go .... did not want to be harsh with her .... but he had .... That 's would leave her in peace and became a wild bitch first class when s-stubborn about something ....
"Ju is right, you have a potential that needs to be tested if it goes wrong .... but tonight we need patience, and then see a move to give you ...." Brendan gave a hand to sboroncella .. .. thought you snorted and glanced at the first one and then another ..... and also to Jim and said nothing but seemed to support fully the whole thing. ... .. look closely ...
"ok but if things go out there ascatafascio do not blame me clear," she shouted menacing ..... ....
"nothing is not going to go get scatafascio nuisance .... na arranged to give Brendan and I think the lineup .... you'd sing the Blue Tattoo Hard Core .... is not ..... ; difficult and the words I know that did you know ....." Ju biting his lip .... a bit 'nervous. ... but it was not time to panic. ... is warned' us ... ..
"Have I therefore see no mixture to stop the jacks for a ride ..... I go to the bathroom to throw up and give the skull to the wall ..." she said pretending to cry desperate ....
was ready ...... I think the face of her long hair curls and pretty fair on cotton was there long undershirt and baggy jeans that fell along the narrow stretch .... and one of his foul-length wings knees had compretato the work ....
"are you ready" Brendan's voice made her turn ....
"were ready" to bounce cominaciando her puff to ease the tension .... Julia was on the other side of the back stage was staring at something .... while strumming the guitar .... all evening he had not given up that position .... Violet went to her ....
"Brendan said that soon it's up to us ..." she sighed scared to see all that crowd .... I'll never be a colossal failure .... then he thought, shaking his head ....
"I beg you to give your whole self to see ...." he stretched out his friend's attitude almost in supplication ... sborone stave giving a moment. ... I can see it in his eyes ....
"I will do my best I promise ..." she said, discarding gum and strawberry than putting it in his mouth began to ruminate would help to alleviate the tension .....
Julia I watch 'and smiled. ... "Give me a go ... I need it as well I ..." sigh' then hopping on the spot like a canguretto ....
even she could not understand what was going on those whistles and shouting something in the paw did the same moment it was released following Brendan Ju ... .. .... and Jim found himself before the auction .... and the crowd in front of her at first but then the scare made her feel very proud to drown out there on that little shelf ..... grabbed the microphone and gave liberating them scream that seemed to appreciate all .... Ju imitate the 'bursting then laughed out loud ....
"I do good and behave well ... or you spit on the butts ...." Growl '... then the punk boom.
the consensus that followed was right to challenge the charge with your free hand the small drum begins to beat time on his thigh and sing again My Wild Love that left everyone speechless for a fraction of a second .... Julia had the opportunity to light a cigarette in his usual attentive watching the audience reaction and not only .... The ghiccio was broken .... it could initiate another thought ..... then throwing away from her cigarette butt on the first and a guy in front of her after. ... Brendan him time and the beginning of everything came to life ....
was the last song .... but something was not satisfying at all .... had interacted with the audience exchanged jokes with the guitar .... punk .... laughed and screamed like never before in all his life .... but something was missing to give the ideal conclusion to the evening ..... one of the guys at the front rows had raised more than un'accasione the bottle of Jack Black who had his hands .. and idea .. suddenly flashed in my mind the absurd ..... Julia looked at her curiously. ... especially when he saw her stand up on one of the amps ..... and leaning forward grabbed the bottle and the guy had again invited to drink .... then motioned to stick with the intro of that last song that they planned .... in the chorus began to walk back and forth on the small stage that spreading a little clear liquid everywhere but they also give a few drops to some wide-open mouth that he found himself under fire .... at one point approached the pulled the cigarette from lips making a tongue and threw flammable liquid on its Julia .... feel 'the adrenaline a thousand at that moment ... .. Thurs in a few seconds then turned the stage into something unprecedented mind went back to get Violet inpiedi amplifier met and admired by all eyes in disbelief at the sight of that show .... he turned again to Brenda before and after to Ju laughing like crazy as ever met in that moment of glory that he had lived.
When you fly very exhausted and Brendan met backstage embrace 'strong almost lifted off the ground .... "You were a spettacolooooooo" scream 'Then he laughed while Julia continued to scream and jump .... Absurd gesture of fire had left her mouth open .... There he is the true spirit for flowers. ... I think' proud grabbing a can of beer from the fridge ... battered.
Violet still found it hard to believe all that had happened, and especially in that his act of vandalism out of control he had done before the end ... but the glow of the eyes and the disbelief 'that had caught in the gaze of those punk somewhat haughty had not a little proud
"ufffff holy god that night do not believe it yet. ... but I enjoyed as never before in my life ...." Shout 'she put her hands on her cheeks. ... felt the blow as they were accaldate ... .
"sie part of the" Julia's statement did not accept replicas ...
Violet shelling 'the eyes tired and still trying to pencil in disbelief. ... Working with them now for a year was a kind managers with no money but with several knowledge in that field because of his passion for music and writing. ... had organized several evenings for that group a little 'no rules. ....
"and who you will 'babysitting' ask 'but her nasty lunsigata from that business. ... Anarky of the flowers were for her a sort of institution ... ....
Brendan blast 'a laugh while Julia watched her expectantly. ... Had thrown them' the decione. ... But was hoping for a yes without thinking too much 'cause that night he had created un'archimia unique and special and then he trusted her, too. ... Violet would not sell her ass to anyone and had certain ideas, certain beliefs that went beyond everything ... ..
"do not seem as risky decision ... Try me at least for some other night ..." Violet suggested giggling ... lighting a cigarette of her ....
"ok .... You are put to the test .... The flowers have a new member. ... And here is a drunk ...." Propose Julia proudly ....
" bosses are the number one ... "said Jim circoandado the neck of the little girl with her arm ....
They walked all together to the subway. ... Screaming and laughing like crazy ... .. Violet jump 'the bar without putting a coin. ... Julia imitate' followed by the other two. ... A little girl not far from them.. ... with the air of intellectual schoolboy look at them 'as to want to warn shocked .... absurd look of those two girls and the strange hair with the spikes. ... I look at Jim' making the occhilino .... While Julia tired of being fixed. ... Puff 'rolling his eyes to heaven ....
"or stop looking at me in that way. ... Or I'll scream I've fotutto his wallet ...." He then began to rock back and forth on the piece of iron swinging forward. ... Making people laugh others to taste ....
"sweetness are small change for beer ... ...." He slammed Brendan's eyes and the strange faces that scared the girl did run away ....
The metro was almost deserted .... Train 'sprang up ... .. to continue the evening in their own way ... .. a new adventure was about to begin ....
Friday, May 29, 2009
Soft High Cervix And Cramps
.... Broken But
ALWAYS BE YOURSELF BECAUSE THE PEOPLE WHO MIND
DONT MATTER, AND THE PEOPLE THAT MATTER
, DONT MIND
ALWAYS BE YOURSELF BECAUSE THE PEOPLE WHO MIND
DONT MATTER, AND THE PEOPLE THAT MATTER
, DONT MIND
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Present For Stroke Patient
The ugly broken-hearted is this, that we can not throw over the oxygenated water and blow bubbles while walking on the wound, you can just keep up the pieces there are steps there are medicines that can put them together so I'll have to keep 'your broken heart !!!!!!
Guide D'installation Thermostat Noma
How many stars??
And I find myself still here to talk to the sky has big arms and a smile that smacks of sparks is all dressed up, dressed in stars .... It's scary that this giant strokes my head watching me live and not say anything I would count his stars to know him better, to find a friend ..... but how many are the stars?? Too .... many .....
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Dawn From Pokemon Pregnant
^ _ ^
But you ... the tuo odore...siete come una droga per me....e come se tu fossi la mia qualita' preferita di EROINA
But you ... the tuo odore...siete come una droga per me....e come se tu fossi la mia qualita' preferita di EROINA
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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Walking on air
What am I doing up at this clock, when we already know that ultimately, despite the sadness and the desire to feel his voice, the phone will remain on the table?
There'sa little creepy house In a little creepy place Little creepy town
In a little creepy world Little creepy girl
With her little creepy face Saying funny
Things That u have never heard
Do you know what it's all about
Are you brave enough to figure out
Know that you could set your world on fire
If you are strong enough to leave your doubts
Feel it
Breathe it
Believe it
And you’ll be walking on air
Go try
Go fly
So high
And you’ll be walking on air
You feel this
unless you kill this
Go on
And you’re forgiven
I knew that
I could feel that
I feel like
I am walking on air
She has a little creepy cat
And a little creepy bat
Little rocking chair and an old blue hat
That little creepy girl
Oh she loves to sing
She has a little gift
An amazing thing
With her little funny eyes of hazel
With her little funny old blue hat
She will go and set the world on fire
No one ever thought she could do that
Feel it
Breathe it
Believe it
And you’ll be walking on air
Go try
Go fly
So high
And you’ll be walking on air
You feel this
unless you kill this
Go on
And you’re forgiven
I knew that
I could feel that
I feel like
I am walking on air
Flitter up
and Hover down
Be all around
Be all around
You know that I love you, go on
Feel it
Breathe it
Believe it
And you'll be walking on air
Go try Go fly So high
And you'll be walking on air
You feel this
Unless you kill this Go on
And you're forgiven
I Knew That I Could Feel That
I feel like I am
walking on air
Monday, April 13, 2009
Swollen Anklesalcohol
Chasing lights
While I wait for the wound re-read those two threads.
And I believe the step, steps, anyway, I jumped. Virtually
down a ravine.
But I do not care.
I just live it. Friendship? Report?
do not know.
But I want to see.
do not know if I want it only as a friend, I do not think I could settle this time.
I'm done with the past.
You?
Go on, Go on, Go on
Go on, Go on, Go on
Go on, Go on, Go on
Go on, Go on, Go on
I've been doing this my Way, Your Way, Our Way
I can not make it work
When all I have is not enough
I've been doing all I can, my plan, your plan
And all I get is hurt
This game we're playing has to stop
I got you stuck in my head
And all you do is breaking me
I can't continue taking this
I tried my best to understand
But I cannot make sense of you
I've got to take a stand now baby
I don't want to waste another day
I don't want to live my life this way
I'm tired
I Just want to lie back down and
I don't want to waste another night
I don't want to keep on chasing lights
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
I remember I met you
Let you get your way in everything
You took complete control of me
I remember you lying
Crying, trying to get away with it
But now I know cause now I see
I believed all that you said
I never questioned analyzed
I never opened up my eyes
All your words got me mistaken
Now I am standing
I'm alive
I never held you by my side
I don't want to waste another day
I don't want to live my life this way
I'm tired
I Just want to lie back down and
I don't want to waste another night
I don't want to keep on chasing lights
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
I've been doing this my way, your way, our way
It doesn't work
When all I have is not enough
I've been doing all I can, my plan, your plan
And all I get is hurt
I don't want to waste another day
I don't want to live my life this way
I'm tired
I Just want to ly back down and
I don't want to waste another night
I don't want to keep on chasing lights
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
Bye Bye
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
While I wait for the wound re-read those two threads.
And I believe the step, steps, anyway, I jumped. Virtually
down a ravine.
But I do not care.
I just live it. Friendship? Report?
do not know.
But I want to see.
do not know if I want it only as a friend, I do not think I could settle this time.
I'm done with the past.
You?
Go on, Go on, Go on
Go on, Go on, Go on
Go on, Go on, Go on
Go on, Go on, Go on
I've been doing this my Way, Your Way, Our Way
I can not make it work
When all I have is not enough
I've been doing all I can, my plan, your plan
And all I get is hurt
This game we're playing has to stop
I got you stuck in my head
And all you do is breaking me
I can't continue taking this
I tried my best to understand
But I cannot make sense of you
I've got to take a stand now baby
I don't want to waste another day
I don't want to live my life this way
I'm tired
I Just want to lie back down and
I don't want to waste another night
I don't want to keep on chasing lights
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
I remember I met you
Let you get your way in everything
You took complete control of me
I remember you lying
Crying, trying to get away with it
But now I know cause now I see
I believed all that you said
I never questioned analyzed
I never opened up my eyes
All your words got me mistaken
Now I am standing
I'm alive
I never held you by my side
I don't want to waste another day
I don't want to live my life this way
I'm tired
I Just want to lie back down and
I don't want to waste another night
I don't want to keep on chasing lights
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
I've been doing this my way, your way, our way
It doesn't work
When all I have is not enough
I've been doing all I can, my plan, your plan
And all I get is hurt
I don't want to waste another day
I don't want to live my life this way
I'm tired
I Just want to ly back down and
I don't want to waste another night
I don't want to keep on chasing lights
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
Bye Bye
So go on, go on, go on,
Go on, go on, go on
Bye Bye
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Instructivo De Battleship
Can't get over
Non è che non ci stai insieme da tre giorni.
E' che non gli metti le mani addosso, da tre giorni.
That is different. XD!
Why all the people that was once normal is now reduced to a stylized copy in body of a 13 year old girl, emo, blonde with fake cuts and screaming in tears when they see Tokio Hotel?
And then there is Jenni by example as well. The blond is there, and also German.
Tie.
With the other not, but the example fits.
Then that great whore Lorena says to look for true love and then: "But did not the apartment and the apartment without the man I do not want it."
Fuck! What if you do not flirt with whoever the fuck you're not happy!
The new room is a nice guy. But as s'accolla.
And Sasha is as if he knew to please all womankind of Fredrick's. Not that he deserves it.
But what we play! And who suffers is me.
Lore does the bitch, then complains that Jenni is angry.
Jenni is angry and comes to me vent and the castles because Sasha is not me talking and blah blah ...
And me?
Oh, I combinations of shit, and alone. Without help.
How to destroy a beautiful relationship of friendship / trust created in 4 months ...? Yeah.
Congratulations to me.
Sometimes it is so easy to make everything go your way ... you want it. Be
discovered that Clare, but I realized that from the moment I have not reached the lowest point, I could not go back.
And the bad period has passed, so now I have to always be committed to make this routine ... that is not satisfactory as before, but I will give them more heat.
know to go home and go to Jenni for a hug ... that every Friday and Saturday however all will ask me to dance ... you can smile quietly while someone help with his mise en place.
Just relax and live a little 'after three weeks really exhausting.
After that nothing was going well, or simply the wrong way.
A time when the only think "work" made me cry and stomach ache.
Three weeks where I do not think it was in me. To be unable to hold back tears at work, or maybe while I was there. Where that square malorganizzato battered and became a haven blessed to be alone to seek a peace that did not exist.
The words went away by themselves, when weariness kept me away from the computer, the days passed between the memories of Jason, Nick, Arnaud, Fabo, Simon and the imposing structure White, who saw me enter the first ever in the morning, do not go out in the afternoon, and go running at night not to miss the last bus.
And the phone was left out on purpose.
Why call would not be helped.
But now it's gone.
Together with those who say that are fat.
Non è che non ci stai insieme da tre giorni.
E' che non gli metti le mani addosso, da tre giorni.
That is different. XD!
Why all the people that was once normal is now reduced to a stylized copy in body of a 13 year old girl, emo, blonde with fake cuts and screaming in tears when they see Tokio Hotel?
And then there is Jenni by example as well. The blond is there, and also German.
Tie.
With the other not, but the example fits.
Then that great whore Lorena says to look for true love and then: "But did not the apartment and the apartment without the man I do not want it."
Fuck! What if you do not flirt with whoever the fuck you're not happy!
The new room is a nice guy. But as s'accolla.
And Sasha is as if he knew to please all womankind of Fredrick's. Not that he deserves it.
But what we play! And who suffers is me.
Lore does the bitch, then complains that Jenni is angry.
Jenni is angry and comes to me vent and the castles because Sasha is not me talking and blah blah ...
And me?
Oh, I combinations of shit, and alone. Without help.
How to destroy a beautiful relationship of friendship / trust created in 4 months ...? Yeah.
Congratulations to me.
Sometimes it is so easy to make everything go your way ... you want it. Be
discovered that Clare, but I realized that from the moment I have not reached the lowest point, I could not go back.
And the bad period has passed, so now I have to always be committed to make this routine ... that is not satisfactory as before, but I will give them more heat.
know to go home and go to Jenni for a hug ... that every Friday and Saturday however all will ask me to dance ... you can smile quietly while someone help with his mise en place.
Just relax and live a little 'after three weeks really exhausting.
After that nothing was going well, or simply the wrong way.
A time when the only think "work" made me cry and stomach ache.
Three weeks where I do not think it was in me. To be unable to hold back tears at work, or maybe while I was there. Where that square malorganizzato battered and became a haven blessed to be alone to seek a peace that did not exist.
The words went away by themselves, when weariness kept me away from the computer, the days passed between the memories of Jason, Nick, Arnaud, Fabo, Simon and the imposing structure White, who saw me enter the first ever in the morning, do not go out in the afternoon, and go running at night not to miss the last bus.
And the phone was left out on purpose.
Why call would not be helped.
But now it's gone.
Together with those who say that are fat.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Can You Wear Bunion Correctors With Shoes
Untouched
"Why are you always so sad? It always seems sad. And then you're thinking all the time.
think too much, and if you do not stop to think, and the past, you'll never be happy ... "
Pardon me a moment?
E 'success in all ten minutes, and after more repeated attempts by Jenni let me speak.
But I do not know why I'm sad. I am sad to me, and I think I think ... but it is not I think of something special.
I'm just quiet because I consider it necessary to mention, I prefer to look at. It 's all.
"There was a time in my life when I felt unwell. I hated myself, literally, and so much.
addition to the problem with my body, and with food, I found myself feeling so bad, hurt inside, to take a knife and do anything stupid.
I can partly understand how you feel, but not at all because everyone is different. But if you look to the future, and begin to live today, you can never leave behind cioò that has been in the past. You just have to start living. "
I do not know what I want from me, I do not know if it's the past when I locked up and I do not know if I manage to escape so soon.
's just that ... I do not know either.
"Yes, maybe I am good in the studio and you think it's a great thing, but when you have a talent, a way to go because you are good only in that ... I can not follow anything. Why I can do it all, choose any, but nothing has chosen me ... "
Yukino Miyazawa - Kareshi Kanojo no Jijo by Masami Tsuda
"Why are you always so sad? It always seems sad. And then you're thinking all the time.
think too much, and if you do not stop to think, and the past, you'll never be happy ... "
Pardon me a moment?
E 'success in all ten minutes, and after more repeated attempts by Jenni let me speak.
But I do not know why I'm sad. I am sad to me, and I think I think ... but it is not I think of something special.
I'm just quiet because I consider it necessary to mention, I prefer to look at. It 's all.
"There was a time in my life when I felt unwell. I hated myself, literally, and so much.
addition to the problem with my body, and with food, I found myself feeling so bad, hurt inside, to take a knife and do anything stupid.
I can partly understand how you feel, but not at all because everyone is different. But if you look to the future, and begin to live today, you can never leave behind cioò that has been in the past. You just have to start living. "
I do not know what I want from me, I do not know if it's the past when I locked up and I do not know if I manage to escape so soon.
's just that ... I do not know either.
"Yes, maybe I am good in the studio and you think it's a great thing, but when you have a talent, a way to go because you are good only in that ... I can not follow anything. Why I can do it all, choose any, but nothing has chosen me ... "
Yukino Miyazawa - Kareshi Kanojo no Jijo by Masami Tsuda
Sunday, March 22, 2009
ريموت إلنترا
Changes
I swear if that was the mine, I would not be here forever complain.
from "Wind Rose" by Roh and Fata.
If this time the appearance of his brother as a surprise only because the reflections are blurred. Or why is preparing to roll a tobacco cigarette, and in recent times the smoke seems less elusive Ashley.
But he had imagined, actually: every time that the need is pressing him, Ash arrives. Every time I want to close it.
Every time his eyes show pain or impatience.
Ash arrives, always. How
driven by a primordial instinct.
And when her weight falls on the chair next to Tom, Dylan feels his forehead relax, feel the tension relax, take deep breath. His brother is
sweat - shirt and wet hair pasted to his chest. Cheeks reddened.
probably just came from the track, because he still short of breath when reached for his beer - the rush of someone consumed by a raging thirst.
But, while looking through eyelashes, Dylan realizes that this time it's weird looking. As if you did not see him anymore.
As if every laugh - past and future - died in her throat at that very moment.
Because something has changed in the air.
have changed the outlook - too close because the focus is ideal. E 'changed the music in the background.
And it changed the look of the boy - more alive now. Detached from any possible control of force penetrated into their units. A knife that cuts the meat.
A blade that splits.
And the presence of Ash becomes dangerous - how to balance a bomb at your fingertips.
Dylan swallows, still. [...]
And when she throws after a quick look through the glass of the glass, the other one seems particularly happy to nod. Pleased.
Why not have the looks of Ash's life: taking the sense that the other wants - are the most alluring and deception of the most delicious temptations.
Everyone feels entitled to fit their personal expectations, and even Tom is no exception. Of course.
"No problem," chuckles in fact, already excited. "We were just talking you, you know. "
" Oh? "
Ash arched an eyebrow.
"Really?" Question, tilting her head.
Dylan knows them by heart, some of his actions: he knows that is never really surprised when that expression. Amused
instead. Pleased. But surprised, no.
usually are the moments in which the complicity between the twins greenhouse nodes and becomes narrower.
impenetrable, almost.
Sometimes you feel left out of the net from their tune, other times it is even difficult to notice be surrounded on two fronts, so their understanding is thin. Underground.
[...]
protect him and how to protect himself, after all. And his brother's laugh is priceless: slip on the nerves, relaxes them. The world and redefines the very meaning of things.
I swear if that was the mine, I would not be here forever complain.
from "Wind Rose" by Roh and Fata.
If this time the appearance of his brother as a surprise only because the reflections are blurred. Or why is preparing to roll a tobacco cigarette, and in recent times the smoke seems less elusive Ashley.
But he had imagined, actually: every time that the need is pressing him, Ash arrives. Every time I want to close it.
Every time his eyes show pain or impatience.
Ash arrives, always. How
driven by a primordial instinct.
And when her weight falls on the chair next to Tom, Dylan feels his forehead relax, feel the tension relax, take deep breath. His brother is
sweat - shirt and wet hair pasted to his chest. Cheeks reddened.
probably just came from the track, because he still short of breath when reached for his beer - the rush of someone consumed by a raging thirst.
But, while looking through eyelashes, Dylan realizes that this time it's weird looking. As if you did not see him anymore.
As if every laugh - past and future - died in her throat at that very moment.
Because something has changed in the air.
have changed the outlook - too close because the focus is ideal. E 'changed the music in the background.
And it changed the look of the boy - more alive now. Detached from any possible control of force penetrated into their units. A knife that cuts the meat.
A blade that splits.
And the presence of Ash becomes dangerous - how to balance a bomb at your fingertips.
Dylan swallows, still. [...]
And when she throws after a quick look through the glass of the glass, the other one seems particularly happy to nod. Pleased.
Why not have the looks of Ash's life: taking the sense that the other wants - are the most alluring and deception of the most delicious temptations.
Everyone feels entitled to fit their personal expectations, and even Tom is no exception. Of course.
"No problem," chuckles in fact, already excited. "We were just talking you, you know. "
" Oh? "
Ash arched an eyebrow.
"Really?" Question, tilting her head.
Dylan knows them by heart, some of his actions: he knows that is never really surprised when that expression. Amused
instead. Pleased. But surprised, no.
usually are the moments in which the complicity between the twins greenhouse nodes and becomes narrower.
impenetrable, almost.
Sometimes you feel left out of the net from their tune, other times it is even difficult to notice be surrounded on two fronts, so their understanding is thin. Underground.
[...]
protect him and how to protect himself, after all. And his brother's laugh is priceless: slip on the nerves, relaxes them. The world and redefines the very meaning of things.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Religious Status Quotes
Dancing
not hear anything. I'm not even jealous.
As these past weeks. Totally nothing.
But the nausea and fatigue . Those forever.
And then I collapsed .
I managed only to go to bed and lie down a bit '.
Then go to the bathroom and wait Jenni turning on the stereo in your room.
And like every day for two weeks, eat. Why, then ?
I started to eat meat, to try to at least make sense of this mess.
E 'was only worse.
Walking with two people like Lori and Jenny, makes me feel uncomfortable.
reminds me of when I walked near Roberta ... so small and so large as to protect me from everything and everyone.
It makes me feel alone .
Why should I go to the people to call and leave phone numbers, and do not receive even a thanks.
Feeling hysterical shrieks and laughter ... not to mention the idiotic questions. And those out of place.
"What do you say?". I? And what of it?
I tried to explain my position, but ... nothing.
They say that being altruistic happy face.
Personally I just feel more alone .
Thanks Mary.
Jack Black Movie When He Owns
Temporary insanity
Friday night have been involved in "Peggy and Olly's leaving party." Crazy night, under a "do proliferate pairs between the staff of the Friedrich's". Of course accompanied by the most masochistic dj never heard him play.
From 2:36 to 5:17 March 14 to look for airline tickets to Rome departing March 14 and return 16. The fastest three hours of my life and desperate, in which I saw only numbers are too high for my four silly money put aside.
's crazy how music can do.
even leaving an entire day in bed, lost in the fact that you are missing, is still lacking for much longer.
Snowboard Outlets Canada
Runaway
I need to run .
Friday are in Windsor. If the path is always to Old Windsor, yes.
wear a helmet for me.
Two, usual place.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
How To Trade Pokemon On Emulator Mac
Burn
tired, very tired and nervous. Tired
two hours of sleep a night.
Why people have to stress this way?
Thanks to Gianni that puts the pieces together.
Fregatene all and have fun.
fun And when I say you know what I mean.
The verb "use" could become very fashionable.
I love you.
U R.
tired, very tired and nervous. Tired
two hours of sleep a night.
Why people have to stress this way?
Thanks to Gianni that puts the pieces together.
Fregatene all and have fun.
fun And when I say you know what I mean.
The verb "use" could become very fashionable.
I love you.
U R.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Plasma Donation In Chicago'
Thank you
leave this place I'm not hot or cold.
Let those people then ... is not that they had never counted much.
was just a fun routine. Or rather it was fun to a certain point, then everything began to crumble.
Paul. Salvo. Domenico. Fabrizio. Chris. Mario. Simon. Antonio.
One by one they left and everything crumbled.
That place where every day I went smiling and willing to work has become a place to escape only to find a bed to rest. A few hours to themselves, too many hours worrying about everything filasse smooth. Because I wanted
addossare responsibilities that I do not due it, if I had always taken care not only of my own I would never sick like this, coming to cry for no reason and just fall asleep sitting on the bus with fatigue.
It 's true that if I had not set against those responsible, the place would collapse.
"Attention ladies and gentlemen Monday pastry dell'Orangery sink ..." Arnaud to Jason.
I think I love you.
Creed.
I always thought that when my teachers were gone, I'd be gone too.
And I did. Maybe because I have "high" I really adored them too ... but I can not see Bakeries those driven by other people. It would be treason.
(BUT WHY 'pain in the ass STI ABOVE ME IS NOT NEVER silence? NOT' HARD TO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU SHOULD DO 2 NIGHT SILENCE .) And I swear that soon a "Shut up!" does not save him. Fuck with me in the morning at 9 with music blaring and the nights are late with music and chat ... and then ask me why I'm leaving? PEACE.
This is
lilyj and I love her.
I have no idea what relationship you have with html, but I feel very conflicted, because your story is a mixture of bold and not with the "head" totally random ... The worst thing is still a lack of proofreading. The first part I could read it, but it was full of errors, the second one I have just last year, but the one thing you can say, Azkaban is written with the N, not M.
----------------- I have no idea what relationship you have with html, but I feel very conflicted, because your story is a mixture of bold and not with the "Head" completely random ... The worst thing is still a lack of proofreading. The first part I could read it, but it was full of errors, the second one I have just last year, but the one thing you can say, Azkaban is written with the N, not M.
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Still do not know, but I love you! I am convinced that the god of wild sex guide you to the discovery of fic of this caliber, and that the god of the Italian translation correctly will keep you perpetually under his wing ... but how lucky you are? If I
fic translations of similar, but not on HP, can you tell me where to find them? thanks!
And for the record: excellent best translator like you, that 1000 illiterate who write fic ...
-----------------------------------
I was about to start reading the when your fic, giving it a rushed, I realized two things: punctuation burst (......, ???????????, !!!!!!!!!! ) and parentheses (author's note seee, right !!!!).
punctuation put it is a mistake (at best, we use three dots ... and three exclamation points! To the question marks that I know he uses one), while scattered broken only comment on the reading and are disruptive.
Well, I lose their appetite.
------------------------------------------
Then, before They all had the mother of the future.
right independently to choose the names, but here it is doubtful whether the lady has ever taken an elementary school. And then the father has nothing to say?
Oh well, back to us: please correct the details of the fic, both in the plot "Severus is a small and licantropina prta home ...", both in terms of missing the warning, or AU and OOC. I admit my inability to accept Snape a leading plush bunnies on a grave and thinking things like "small creature nibble "... brrr, disturbing ...
And then, man, you tear off a piece of biting the hand and not make a turn? Boh ...
Well, I agree with Sour on virtually everything.
"One smut a day Takes the doc away"
As a reader I demand fan fiction in correct Italian, and by the authors (and translators) at least one reading and the launch of spell-check, or compliance with the minimum required. I forgive the mistakes, the error repeated indifference to no .
The world is full of beta readers, schiavizzateli!
Just to make things very clear: When in the comments of fic absolutely unreadable, because written in a language that has nothing to do with the Italian and not with the plot, I find things like "but what a beautiful fic! six very good! !!!", so I still itchy hands, and sadly I realize that illiteracy is still a reality.
& & &
Underneath is a beta, but only for English, and only T'Jill , then avoided betaggi to contact me asking, why I will not accept, I have made this mistake once and I will not repeat the horrible experience of arguing with a person because she says the words and phrases are not all translated.
Going back to my Wonder Vulcan: If she proudly waves the flag "Let's Fucking Spock," I waving the "face fucked Kirk and Spock together" in the right and left "We Fuck Anyone with Someone" ...
My aim as a translator, is to make ends Porno! Potter Peninsula: unbridled sex and no molasses (I'll try, but a little 'I always cola). I will try
portarvici of small steps, but I warn you now: very little bothers me, so expect pretty much everything in the future.
If you looked at my translations should already have a vague idea. Readers
warned ...
& & &
On another: the "edit" I was getting out of hand, so I try to give them a slightly more homogeneous structure. And strangely
more ruthless.
I wonder why, over time, I more and more wicked.
And it is because the rampant ignorance?
UTECO (Single, Titanium Against the Horror Edit) divided by subject :
Awards (the horrors of Yaoi vs Slash):
"'Yaoi' is a term known as 'Slash'? Given that indicates couples boyxboy is correct to use it for HP?
better known? Maybe.
correct? No.
If the writer really knew something they should also know that yaoi and shonen-ai are used for each NC17 stories, the other for the most of the PG-13 based on manga and anime, and then only for the Japanese productions. In fact, to want to be really picky, in Europe and America, rather than shonen-ai, it now uses the expression boy's love.
Slash instead is used for the fic based on books, movies and television Western. They will also both terms that refer to stories boyxboy, but the difference is how. The Slash is not on Naruto fic, but yaoi (shonen-ai or, depending on the rating). The fact that the masses ignore the thing is not to say that anyone who claims to know the difference, must adapt to ignorance rampant.
Italian (the horrors grammatically spelling):
is enough, the measure is full.
I'm sick of those who post garbage comments with imploring eyes full of hope but lacking that little bit of maturity to accept criticism.
So from now on most bitter cocks for everyone. Really
: not take it anymore.
I have no intention of pretending not to see.
not complied with the readers? Publish
horrors and pretend to be incensed?
Then you take the blows.
Ah, then I recently made a discovery fantastic!
Did you know that the spelling in Italian is trivial?
I do not, but since the source is authoritative , henceforth shawl total! Write what you like what you like, even in subjects in the classroom, and if the prof. you break the balls to written words and randomly chosen for the missing accents and capitalization, punctuation launched for around like confetti, and the like , you rispondetele "But prof. are trifles !!!".
I put my hand on fire and will remain so shocked in front of a language so well polished that will give you reason.
... But please! If this
what is taught from primary school, there will soon return to the illiterate under 18.
Pathetic.
For the record: 'up' here 'and' here ', the accent is not' . It is a nursery rhyme that teach elementary , so if you have more than six or seven years and not know it, there is crying.
Zoology (Parental horrors and fauna):
, ferrets and weasels are NOT rodents. NOT are neither mice nor in rats. Weasels, ferrets and mice if they eat them.
Why? Why are mustelids, which means that they are carnivores . They have the same kind of teeth of cats, I hope you will agree, are NOT rodents.
, ferrets and weasels are of the same family, stoats, mink, skunk, skunks, weasels, badgers, martens, otters, sables, etc..
Let's lay off of enthusiastic nod to the first idiot that said crap like "Dolphins are fish ', ok?
PS: any reference to existing fic is not just random, we say that the drop in the drop tank has overflowed ...
& & &
Small autobiographical notes (to close with a bit 'of fun)
& bull ; the little creatures bring bad luck.
Yes, cousins of rabbits, puppy version.
If one of those cute balls of fur crosses your path in the center-city, stop immediately and call 118, because there is going to be a tear in the back, or something equally painful. Other than blacks
cats!
Beware of hares!
I just want to tell you this:
You broke my world Made me strong
thank you
leave this place I'm not hot or cold.
Let those people then ... is not that they had never counted much.
was just a fun routine. Or rather it was fun to a certain point, then everything began to crumble.
Paul. Salvo. Domenico. Fabrizio. Chris. Mario. Simon. Antonio.
One by one they left and everything crumbled.
That place where every day I went smiling and willing to work has become a place to escape only to find a bed to rest. A few hours to themselves, too many hours worrying about everything filasse smooth. Because I wanted
addossare responsibilities that I do not due it, if I had always taken care not only of my own I would never sick like this, coming to cry for no reason and just fall asleep sitting on the bus with fatigue.
It 's true that if I had not set against those responsible, the place would collapse.
"Attention ladies and gentlemen Monday pastry dell'Orangery sink ..." Arnaud to Jason.
I think I love you.
Creed.
I always thought that when my teachers were gone, I'd be gone too.
And I did. Maybe because I have "high" I really adored them too ... but I can not see Bakeries those driven by other people. It would be treason.
(BUT WHY 'pain in the ass STI ABOVE ME IS NOT NEVER silence? NOT' HARD TO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU SHOULD DO 2 NIGHT SILENCE .) And I swear that soon a "Shut up!" does not save him. Fuck with me in the morning at 9 with music blaring and the nights are late with music and chat ... and then ask me why I'm leaving? PEACE.
This is
lilyj and I love her.
I have no idea what relationship you have with html, but I feel very conflicted, because your story is a mixture of bold and not with the "head" totally random ... The worst thing is still a lack of proofreading. The first part I could read it, but it was full of errors, the second one I have just last year, but the one thing you can say, Azkaban is written with the N, not M.
----------------- I have no idea what relationship you have with html, but I feel very conflicted, because your story is a mixture of bold and not with the "Head" completely random ... The worst thing is still a lack of proofreading. The first part I could read it, but it was full of errors, the second one I have just last year, but the one thing you can say, Azkaban is written with the N, not M.
------------------------------
Still do not know, but I love you! I am convinced that the god of wild sex guide you to the discovery of fic of this caliber, and that the god of the Italian translation correctly will keep you perpetually under his wing ... but how lucky you are? If I
fic translations of similar, but not on HP, can you tell me where to find them? thanks!
And for the record: excellent best translator like you, that 1000 illiterate who write fic ...
-----------------------------------
I was about to start reading the when your fic, giving it a rushed, I realized two things: punctuation burst (......, ???????????, !!!!!!!!!! ) and parentheses (author's note seee, right !!!!).
punctuation put it is a mistake (at best, we use three dots ... and three exclamation points! To the question marks that I know he uses one), while scattered broken only comment on the reading and are disruptive.
Well, I lose their appetite.
------------------------------------------
Then, before They all had the mother of the future.
right independently to choose the names, but here it is doubtful whether the lady has ever taken an elementary school. And then the father has nothing to say?
Oh well, back to us: please correct the details of the fic, both in the plot "Severus is a small and licantropina prta home ...", both in terms of missing the warning, or AU and OOC. I admit my inability to accept Snape a leading plush bunnies on a grave and thinking things like "small creature nibble "... brrr, disturbing ...
And then, man, you tear off a piece of biting the hand and not make a turn? Boh ...
Well, I agree with Sour on virtually everything.
"One smut a day Takes the doc away"
As a reader I demand fan fiction in correct Italian, and by the authors (and translators) at least one reading and the launch of spell-check, or compliance with the minimum required. I forgive the mistakes, the error repeated indifference to no .
The world is full of beta readers, schiavizzateli!
Just to make things very clear: When in the comments of fic absolutely unreadable, because written in a language that has nothing to do with the Italian and not with the plot, I find things like "but what a beautiful fic! six very good! !!!", so I still itchy hands, and sadly I realize that illiteracy is still a reality.
& & &
Underneath is a beta, but only for English, and only T'Jill , then avoided betaggi to contact me asking, why I will not accept, I have made this mistake once and I will not repeat the horrible experience of arguing with a person because she says the words and phrases are not all translated.
Going back to my Wonder Vulcan: If she proudly waves the flag "Let's Fucking Spock," I waving the "face fucked Kirk and Spock together" in the right and left "We Fuck Anyone with Someone" ...
My aim as a translator, is to make ends Porno! Potter Peninsula: unbridled sex and no molasses (I'll try, but a little 'I always cola). I will try
portarvici of small steps, but I warn you now: very little bothers me, so expect pretty much everything in the future.
If you looked at my translations should already have a vague idea. Readers
warned ...
& & &
On another: the "edit" I was getting out of hand, so I try to give them a slightly more homogeneous structure. And strangely
more ruthless.
I wonder why, over time, I more and more wicked.
And it is because the rampant ignorance?
UTECO (Single, Titanium Against the Horror Edit) divided by subject :
Awards (the horrors of Yaoi vs Slash):
"'Yaoi' is a term known as 'Slash'? Given that indicates couples boyxboy is correct to use it for HP?
better known? Maybe.
correct? No.
If the writer really knew something they should also know that yaoi and shonen-ai are used for each NC17 stories, the other for the most of the PG-13 based on manga and anime, and then only for the Japanese productions. In fact, to want to be really picky, in Europe and America, rather than shonen-ai, it now uses the expression boy's love.
Slash instead is used for the fic based on books, movies and television Western. They will also both terms that refer to stories boyxboy, but the difference is how. The Slash is not on Naruto fic, but yaoi (shonen-ai or, depending on the rating). The fact that the masses ignore the thing is not to say that anyone who claims to know the difference, must adapt to ignorance rampant.
Italian (the horrors grammatically spelling):
is enough, the measure is full.
I'm sick of those who post garbage comments with imploring eyes full of hope but lacking that little bit of maturity to accept criticism.
So from now on most bitter cocks for everyone. Really
: not take it anymore.
I have no intention of pretending not to see.
not complied with the readers? Publish
horrors and pretend to be incensed?
Then you take the blows.
Ah, then I recently made a discovery fantastic!
Did you know that the spelling in Italian is trivial?
I do not, but since the source is authoritative , henceforth shawl total! Write what you like what you like, even in subjects in the classroom, and if the prof. you break the balls to written words and randomly chosen for the missing accents and capitalization, punctuation launched for around like confetti, and the like , you rispondetele "But prof. are trifles !!!".
I put my hand on fire and will remain so shocked in front of a language so well polished that will give you reason.
... But please! If this
what is taught from primary school, there will soon return to the illiterate under 18.
Pathetic.
For the record: 'up' here 'and' here ', the accent is not' . It is a nursery rhyme that teach elementary , so if you have more than six or seven years and not know it, there is crying.
Zoology (Parental horrors and fauna):
, ferrets and weasels are NOT rodents. NOT are neither mice nor in rats. Weasels, ferrets and mice if they eat them.
Why? Why are mustelids, which means that they are carnivores . They have the same kind of teeth of cats, I hope you will agree, are NOT rodents.
, ferrets and weasels are of the same family, stoats, mink, skunk, skunks, weasels, badgers, martens, otters, sables, etc..
Let's lay off of enthusiastic nod to the first idiot that said crap like "Dolphins are fish ', ok?
PS: any reference to existing fic is not just random, we say that the drop in the drop tank has overflowed ...
& & &
Small autobiographical notes (to close with a bit 'of fun)
& bull ; the little creatures bring bad luck.
Yes, cousins of rabbits, puppy version.
If one of those cute balls of fur crosses your path in the center-city, stop immediately and call 118, because there is going to be a tear in the back, or something equally painful. Other than blacks
cats!
Beware of hares!
I just want to tell you this:
You broke my world Made me strong
thank you
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Portable Dvd Player Long Battery Life
Issues
After that damn thing I mess is that?
"But no, tomorrow I make a year with my girlfriend ..."
O_O "I'm sorry, because I was trying to tow and Ilaria?"
"It Well, I'm here 16 hours a day. .. so I would have had one for every moment, no? Certainly could be my mother ... but it's so sexy! "
O_O" I'm sorry but you were not boyfriend? "
" Yes, I know the parents well ... "O_O
" When is the wedding? "
" What? "
" Hey, I know that you've made truffles are for his family ... "
" I read in the brain? "
" No, you're a dog ... "
" Eh? However I do not like the Italians, nothing against you, but they all seem crazy ... "
" Oh well, sorry if we live, and you exist ... and then my boy is English .. .
"Eh, I I told you mad ... "
Then, we summarize the situation: Gerd thinks I'm his girlfriend.
Gerd was married over 35 years, and Barbados and a toilet.
Mark says that my boy is Fabien.
Fabien is still stink of milk or FF. Final Fantasy but not Fuckin 'Fabien.
When I use FF in front of him is the French Fabien.
Mark is thirty Maltese, sad and repetitive pain in the ass. All
processes.
Fabien says that my boy Mark.
I do not know where to throw up. Jason
said my boyfriend was Arnaud.
Arnaud is the chef of the Oak Room. Something like 21 years, the genius of pastry.
sweet and very good. It's definitely not my type.
It makes me feel too inferior.
Arnaud says that my boy is Fabien.
And I continue to vomit.
Gary Andrew Mark sometimes argue sometimes Fabien.
Gary has beautiful eyes, but a character of shit and ears.
Andrew has the quintessential English charm, sciattoneria chic, red hair and accent of Oxford. Very
Lord.
The thing I most often say "Fuck off". But he says to all. In the kitchen turns into a reality by the voice that he means Fuck off Yes, many times to use it.
Mattias is fantastic.
Swedish, blond, slender, gray eyes, white skin, beautiful hands and broad shoulders.
Watching him use the knife is a show.
Much like pop-dance music culture and clothing, but he can.
E 'Swedish.
E 'cool.
Jason.
Jason has an ass that just looking at it makes you want to touch it.
Face squared.
blinding smile.
smiling eyes.
short hair.
broad shoulders.
deep voice.
Nick is very high.
It 's the guy Ginger.
Red, Irish or Scottish, perhaps, is the Sous Chef. When the hysterical
(chef Adam) is not (always) everything falls on the shoulders of this 25 year old. With
balls.
Watching him work is beautiful. When
Serve seem to dance.
I love watching him.
Obsessive compulsive disorder to his Oak Room, Adam does not disappoint, you hate to love and to bring forward the cabin.
the end he is the undisputed leader in there.
Gentile and cute as surly and rude. It is believed a God, actually comes close.
presumptuous, if you can afford.
Anxiety with all the women of the structure.
Except with me.
considered waste.
Because nobody says I'm the girl Mattias, Jason or Nick?
Life is unfair.
When I arrived at Danesfield they told me to talk to Antonio the Italian boy.
I went from the one that I could speak Italian: Mark.
Then I started to call Mark, Antonio.
Then they told me to ask parannanze of James, and went from what seemed like the sous chef. He did not say anything about the name. I continued to call him James, but in reality his name is Gerd. Then
Peter arrives. Perfect English.
When he left I discovered that James was actually him.
One day I call a supervisor Peter.
Ok, he is Peter.
No he is Jonh.
Peter is the Banqueting Manager.
Then I see another of the Banqueting Manager. And he's your name?
E 'vice. It is always called Peter.
Catherine. Beautiful woman, the Banqueting Manager.
A week later I found out that her name is Pearl.
Only at Christmas I realized the name of Annes.
not Annes, but Agnes. Why is
Agniesia, pronounced Anieska.
Agniesia She prefers to be called instead of Agnes. But we are used
no evil, the suffix -sia/-ska seems a little good name. And
Agniesia is an angel. So all
call Agnes. The suffix means
-sia/-ska woman / female. In other words
Donna Agnes.
Other than that ....
... it's beautiful to have a twin.
Share everything.
are beginning to have problems when you need to keep secrets ....
Or when making decisions.
Why have the same brain, it also means to be undecided as well.
After that damn thing I mess is that?
"But no, tomorrow I make a year with my girlfriend ..."
O_O "I'm sorry, because I was trying to tow and Ilaria?"
"It Well, I'm here 16 hours a day. .. so I would have had one for every moment, no? Certainly could be my mother ... but it's so sexy! "
O_O" I'm sorry but you were not boyfriend? "
" Yes, I know the parents well ... "O_O
" When is the wedding? "
" What? "
" Hey, I know that you've made truffles are for his family ... "
" I read in the brain? "
" No, you're a dog ... "
" Eh? However I do not like the Italians, nothing against you, but they all seem crazy ... "
" Oh well, sorry if we live, and you exist ... and then my boy is English .. .
"Eh, I I told you mad ... "
Then, we summarize the situation: Gerd thinks I'm his girlfriend.
Gerd was married over 35 years, and Barbados and a toilet.
Mark says that my boy is Fabien.
Fabien is still stink of milk or FF. Final Fantasy but not Fuckin 'Fabien.
When I use FF in front of him is the French Fabien.
Mark is thirty Maltese, sad and repetitive pain in the ass. All
processes.
Fabien says that my boy Mark.
I do not know where to throw up. Jason
said my boyfriend was Arnaud.
Arnaud is the chef of the Oak Room. Something like 21 years, the genius of pastry.
sweet and very good. It's definitely not my type.
It makes me feel too inferior.
Arnaud says that my boy is Fabien.
And I continue to vomit.
Gary Andrew Mark sometimes argue sometimes Fabien.
Gary has beautiful eyes, but a character of shit and ears.
Andrew has the quintessential English charm, sciattoneria chic, red hair and accent of Oxford. Very
Lord.
The thing I most often say "Fuck off". But he says to all. In the kitchen turns into a reality by the voice that he means Fuck off Yes, many times to use it.
Mattias is fantastic.
Swedish, blond, slender, gray eyes, white skin, beautiful hands and broad shoulders.
Watching him use the knife is a show.
Much like pop-dance music culture and clothing, but he can.
E 'Swedish.
E 'cool.
Jason.
Jason has an ass that just looking at it makes you want to touch it.
Face squared.
blinding smile.
smiling eyes.
short hair.
broad shoulders.
deep voice.
Nick is very high.
It 's the guy Ginger.
Red, Irish or Scottish, perhaps, is the Sous Chef. When the hysterical
(chef Adam) is not (always) everything falls on the shoulders of this 25 year old. With
balls.
Watching him work is beautiful. When
Serve seem to dance.
I love watching him.
Obsessive compulsive disorder to his Oak Room, Adam does not disappoint, you hate to love and to bring forward the cabin.
the end he is the undisputed leader in there.
Gentile and cute as surly and rude. It is believed a God, actually comes close.
presumptuous, if you can afford.
Anxiety with all the women of the structure.
Except with me.
considered waste.
Because nobody says I'm the girl Mattias, Jason or Nick?
Life is unfair.
When I arrived at Danesfield they told me to talk to Antonio the Italian boy.
I went from the one that I could speak Italian: Mark.
Then I started to call Mark, Antonio.
Then they told me to ask parannanze of James, and went from what seemed like the sous chef. He did not say anything about the name. I continued to call him James, but in reality his name is Gerd. Then
Peter arrives. Perfect English.
When he left I discovered that James was actually him.
One day I call a supervisor Peter.
Ok, he is Peter.
No he is Jonh.
Peter is the Banqueting Manager.
Then I see another of the Banqueting Manager. And he's your name?
E 'vice. It is always called Peter.
Catherine. Beautiful woman, the Banqueting Manager.
A week later I found out that her name is Pearl.
Only at Christmas I realized the name of Annes.
not Annes, but Agnes. Why is
Agniesia, pronounced Anieska.
Agniesia She prefers to be called instead of Agnes. But we are used
no evil, the suffix -sia/-ska seems a little good name. And
Agniesia is an angel. So all
call Agnes. The suffix means
-sia/-ska woman / female. In other words
Donna Agnes.
Other than that ....
... it's beautiful to have a twin.
Share everything.
are beginning to have problems when you need to keep secrets ....
Or when making decisions.
Why have the same brain, it also means to be undecided as well.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Welcome Greeting For Church
Closer
Wednesday, a fantastic day.
One evening just as much fun.
And 'round Ilaria, Mario is back. Mario
not work, but there is.
were two hours that Jason looked at me and smiled. The immediate thought was this "What's serve?"
And in fact ...
"Hello Italy."
"Exactly"
"What? However, Little Italy, how old is he? "
starts laughing.
"Too many for you." I laugh. It will be an entertaining evening.
"It's not for me, from how old?"
"It has 30"
"Shit, it was for me. Ok, thanks "
I still laugh. "Jason? How old are you? "
" 20 "I imagine the face of Ilaria. I burst out laughing. But for me I did well, too bad .
"Gliel'hai say?"
"Jason, but you can not ask you? Sorry, you speak English very well, because you use me? "
" Come on! I am a nice guy, very energetic ... "
"Ok, this could avoid the"
'E' so that soo, tell her if I can take home and maybe offer him a drink! Only a drink! "
" Why are you asking me, are not the mother! "I laugh. And now I have to do cupido.
"Come on, you even open the oven"
"Fuck."
"Ila ... You know the little boy in there? The one with the talking ass? "
" But what pleases you? "
" Yes, him. You are asking about you. He wants to go for a drink ... "
"Oh, but it's a chick! How old is he? "
" 20, and asked me yours too ... "
" Gliel'hai said they are too big? "
" Yes, but ... but he insists that vaccination you care! It takes you well at home! "
" But I can only play if I already had the same age ... "
" Qiundi what I say? "
" who are in love with my ex, and I'm working ... "
" Jason says that he is working ... "
" But after work
...?" "Convince yourself!" I laugh, I'm too much tenderness. It 's so carinooooo!
"Well?"
"It 's so damn!"
"ok, then go away when I greet him with his hand ..."
"Yeah, I guess as a blush"
"Good night, boys!"
"Good night Italy!" chorus from the Oak Room.
"night darling" Arnold.
He smiles at me as usual. Jason.
Ilaria greets him.
Jason blushed and melts. There
the filiamo laughing like crazy.
have been written as a single intervention, and then grouped and posted at different times.
Compared to me, to different feelings for each, and the subjects of the intervention.
Also since they are together, meaning it would discredit them.
And I do not do it, because I want you too well.
Especially this post with others. It would have been the great error to equate anything and everything.
Wednesday, a fantastic day.
One evening just as much fun.
And 'round Ilaria, Mario is back. Mario
not work, but there is.
were two hours that Jason looked at me and smiled. The immediate thought was this "What's serve?"
And in fact ...
"Hello Italy."
"Exactly"
"What? However, Little Italy, how old is he? "
starts laughing.
"Too many for you." I laugh. It will be an entertaining evening.
"It's not for me, from how old?"
"It has 30"
"Shit, it was for me. Ok, thanks "
I still laugh. "Jason? How old are you? "
" 20 "I imagine the face of Ilaria. I burst out laughing. But for me I did well, too bad .
"Gliel'hai say?"
"Jason, but you can not ask you? Sorry, you speak English very well, because you use me? "
" Come on! I am a nice guy, very energetic ... "
"Ok, this could avoid the"
'E' so that soo, tell her if I can take home and maybe offer him a drink! Only a drink! "
" Why are you asking me, are not the mother! "I laugh. And now I have to do cupido.
"Come on, you even open the oven"
"Fuck."
"Ila ... You know the little boy in there? The one with the talking ass? "
" But what pleases you? "
" Yes, him. You are asking about you. He wants to go for a drink ... "
"Oh, but it's a chick! How old is he? "
" 20, and asked me yours too ... "
" Gliel'hai said they are too big? "
" Yes, but ... but he insists that vaccination you care! It takes you well at home! "
" But I can only play if I already had the same age ... "
" Qiundi what I say? "
" who are in love with my ex, and I'm working ... "
" Jason says that he is working ... "
" But after work
...?" "Convince yourself!" I laugh, I'm too much tenderness. It 's so carinooooo!
"Well?"
"It 's so damn!"
"ok, then go away when I greet him with his hand ..."
"Yeah, I guess as a blush"
"Good night, boys!"
"Good night Italy!" chorus from the Oak Room.
"night darling" Arnold.
He smiles at me as usual. Jason.
Ilaria greets him.
Jason blushed and melts. There
the filiamo laughing like crazy.
have been written as a single intervention, and then grouped and posted at different times.
Compared to me, to different feelings for each, and the subjects of the intervention.
Also since they are together, meaning it would discredit them.
And I do not do it, because I want you too well.
Especially this post with others. It would have been the great error to equate anything and everything.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Why Is Second Line On Pregnancy Test So Light
Thnks fr th mmrs
Well perhaps in this the Plague wrong.
"If there's one thing I can rely 100% on that pro buttarcisi? Getting hurt in funny was never one of my passions ... "
And that I have to say? It will be a lack of family. I'm not the right person to judge, but I can look at the situation objectively.
It 's true, he started dancing late, but that does not mean not having hope. Study, study, study, study and study again. Maybe then it will be time wasted, but at least have tried. Why
regrets, they are ugly to bear. More some shattered dream.
The disappointment and broken dreams pass in a few months. Maybe one day in October to a February day.
But regret? A life? Enough?
Look behind all the time and sigh sadly? No, better sick for a few months.
must also consider the factor of friends.
is always present in times of need. Four months is a long time, so far away.
But four hundred? That is four hundred months to say "Why did not I" instead of "But you remember that shit? Eh, it would be nice ... "
why I'm happy. Why
in that September, I let myself go. I decided, as a suicide bomber, to follow the stab in the lungs, that sense of invasion of total ...
That was fantastic months for those all-encompassing. Without words-what? -, Sofas, songs, infringements on Kinder, of (fake) lunch ...
I still remember that day. It was November 19. It 'was the first-and-one to notice. He looked at me with that face, "I know what you are doing ...". Although maybe he's not even realized and that phrase came from myself. Because I knew that was the only one he could notice it. That "And what do you say to your mother, that you ate the sandwich you, but when someone else eats it or throw it? ".
Maybe it's been said by chance, but then I panicked. It 'been a continuous "You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. "
As aware of my loneliness. "Even when we are together with others, you're always alone."
Well, somebody had the girl, who had the boy there, someone had found a new friend, some people continued to envy ... and I had nothing to do. No boy, no new friend, no one to envy, nothing more swimming, all friends from the tests taken, no plan, no experience in humanitarian assistance has never been interested much ... and I was there. With myself. With my books. With my comics. With my music. With my family conflicts.
Every so often, a person who appeared here. Crept, with a few words, a smile and much humor. And the eyes that simply said "I understand." A deep mutual respect, totally opposite on every issue, it was fun talking during recess. Each claimed their ideas trying to convince the other. Never a verbal attack, never too close, but deep consideration and understanding.
Not just the same.
And here we are. This happened then. Same wave (not close to others), same thoughts (we are still albatrosses with our unlimited storage), same way of being (equal and uncommon, for this simple and terribly complicated).
Always 2 in 1.
I've taken the keys, but by that October, I had all the packages because I was used to the idea of the eviction.
But I finally evicted by itself. Why the double I have ever had.
No one has changed the lock. It needed only the courage and the desire to open the door and put everything in place.
But you did not show up, continued splashing around in the pool of his villa overlooking My Mind.
as a fucking plague. My
.
What finally helped me to empty the boxes.
loft of my sight Her Mind.
Because as far as he wants to forget, be afraid, and at the same time be happy to admit it-with confidence that bordered on the 0% but is now close to 99% I'm the fucking plague. His
.
I love you, idiot.
Well perhaps in this the Plague wrong.
"If there's one thing I can rely 100% on that pro buttarcisi? Getting hurt in funny was never one of my passions ... "
And that I have to say? It will be a lack of family. I'm not the right person to judge, but I can look at the situation objectively.
It 's true, he started dancing late, but that does not mean not having hope. Study, study, study, study and study again. Maybe then it will be time wasted, but at least have tried. Why
regrets, they are ugly to bear. More some shattered dream.
The disappointment and broken dreams pass in a few months. Maybe one day in October to a February day.
But regret? A life? Enough?
Look behind all the time and sigh sadly? No, better sick for a few months.
must also consider the factor of friends.
is always present in times of need. Four months is a long time, so far away.
But four hundred? That is four hundred months to say "Why did not I" instead of "But you remember that shit? Eh, it would be nice ... "
why I'm happy. Why
in that September, I let myself go. I decided, as a suicide bomber, to follow the stab in the lungs, that sense of invasion of total ...
That was fantastic months for those all-encompassing. Without words-what? -, Sofas, songs, infringements on Kinder, of (fake) lunch ...
I still remember that day. It was November 19. It 'was the first-and-one to notice. He looked at me with that face, "I know what you are doing ...". Although maybe he's not even realized and that phrase came from myself. Because I knew that was the only one he could notice it. That "And what do you say to your mother, that you ate the sandwich you, but when someone else eats it or throw it? ".
Maybe it's been said by chance, but then I panicked. It 'been a continuous "You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. You know. "
As aware of my loneliness. "Even when we are together with others, you're always alone."
Well, somebody had the girl, who had the boy there, someone had found a new friend, some people continued to envy ... and I had nothing to do. No boy, no new friend, no one to envy, nothing more swimming, all friends from the tests taken, no plan, no experience in humanitarian assistance has never been interested much ... and I was there. With myself. With my books. With my comics. With my music. With my family conflicts.
Every so often, a person who appeared here. Crept, with a few words, a smile and much humor. And the eyes that simply said "I understand." A deep mutual respect, totally opposite on every issue, it was fun talking during recess. Each claimed their ideas trying to convince the other. Never a verbal attack, never too close, but deep consideration and understanding.
Not just the same.
And here we are. This happened then. Same wave (not close to others), same thoughts (we are still albatrosses with our unlimited storage), same way of being (equal and uncommon, for this simple and terribly complicated).
Always 2 in 1.
I've taken the keys, but by that October, I had all the packages because I was used to the idea of the eviction.
But I finally evicted by itself. Why the double I have ever had.
No one has changed the lock. It needed only the courage and the desire to open the door and put everything in place.
But you did not show up, continued splashing around in the pool of his villa overlooking My Mind.
as a fucking plague. My
.
What finally helped me to empty the boxes.
loft of my sight Her Mind.
Because as far as he wants to forget, be afraid, and at the same time be happy to admit it-with confidence that bordered on the 0% but is now close to 99% I'm the fucking plague. His
.
I love you, idiot.
My Skin Had Do Many Indentations, What Can I Do
E' per te (un regalo alla mia Stronza)
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I want a world of good, Bitch.
ah, a note on the song. Of course it is "E 'for you" The aura of e'l bald, not that of Jovanotti.
I did not know what title to give the post and this song happened in the playlist to Ciccio. But
is Sugar.
I love you so much so well. Mary.
Oh, the post was for Bitch?!
Sorry Bitch, I know you are really bitchy from time to time. But you're always and for that I adore.
I love you so much so well. Mary. Honorary.
Kisses
Mj
also my other beloved Mary.
Tesina, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, Tesino, term paper, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, term paper, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation, term paper, thesis, dissertation, thesis, dissertation.
I want a world of good, Bitch.
ah, a note on the song. Of course it is "E 'for you" The aura of e'l bald, not that of Jovanotti.
I did not know what title to give the post and this song happened in the playlist to Ciccio. But
is Sugar.
I love you so much so well. Mary.
Oh, the post was for Bitch?!
Sorry Bitch, I know you are really bitchy from time to time. But you're always and for that I adore.
I love you so much so well. Mary. Honorary.
Kisses
Mj
also my other beloved Mary.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Fiador Knot Replacment
Decode
It remains the only one to talk to me.
The only one to greet me, expecting to be alone, to enter in confectionary, to smile, exchange a few words ... and then give me good night. As if something really cares.
obviously did not care, however, believe the opposite is fantastic.
Today by mistake I Gragg with a tool. I had to run away because his hand on my e. ..
"Simon?"
"He is not here .."
"Where is he?"
"I do not know, Jason ..."
"Why you don ' t know? "
" Hey, do not start to speak like Fabien ... "
" Say me idiot, but not Fabien, ok? "
andavoo Yesterday I was very busy and travel.
"Jason, can I have the chees dressing please?"
-Open the refrigerator, hands me the bottle and begins to indicate-
"You have to shak-"
"Yes, I know. I'm not italian idiot ... "
-I was running, as he responds to my indignant indignantly-
" Hey, I'm just double check! "
After five attempts beccrlo alone for ; chiedergi excuse, Simon realizes touch of my joints and pastries in the Oak Room. I do courage and tell him. A simple
excuse for how I responded. Imagine, nothing happened.
She smiles again.
The correct answer is: If you are
man at all ...
In fact, she is a woman.
But I can certainly give it the right answer .... so I will keep for me.
I could not understand why these words spin around in my head, and then I remembered:
My thoughts you can not decode ...
It remains the only one to talk to me.
The only one to greet me, expecting to be alone, to enter in confectionary, to smile, exchange a few words ... and then give me good night. As if something really cares.
obviously did not care, however, believe the opposite is fantastic.
Today by mistake I Gragg with a tool. I had to run away because his hand on my e. ..
"Simon?"
"He is not here .."
"Where is he?"
"I do not know, Jason ..."
"Why you don ' t know? "
" Hey, do not start to speak like Fabien ... "
" Say me idiot, but not Fabien, ok? "
andavoo Yesterday I was very busy and travel.
"Jason, can I have the chees dressing please?"
-Open the refrigerator, hands me the bottle and begins to indicate-
"You have to shak-"
"Yes, I know. I'm not italian idiot ... "
-I was running, as he responds to my indignant indignantly-
" Hey, I'm just double check! "
After five attempts beccrlo alone for ; chiedergi excuse, Simon realizes touch of my joints and pastries in the Oak Room. I do courage and tell him. A simple
excuse for how I responded. Imagine, nothing happened.
She smiles again.
The correct answer is: If you are
man at all ...
In fact, she is a woman.
But I can certainly give it the right answer .... so I will keep for me.
I could not understand why these words spin around in my head, and then I remembered:
My thoughts you can not decode ...
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Best Rugby Initiation Ideas Ever
We're all in this togheter - Un post per voi
for a moment abandoning the stereotipoi. But even glli stereotypes .... say, a certain closing of the mind that some people expected that we should not / can see certain movies. That are targeted at a different target. Because the target actually ... ok, this is the exam tomorrow Sandra, I'll stop.
Every time I hear the choral version of this song I get excited. Something ends, something else begins but also sedistanti ... because we have chosen and we are choosing different paths ... we're all together and we were.
Obviously no one is that I translate the text, because all those who have access to this place speak English much better than me.
And it takes a little.
But maybe only to me to see them there, those words ... because even if they are hearing the English feel Italian, sometimes it takes me. To have everything clear in my mother tongue, of course.
Together, together, together everyone
Together, together, come on lets have some fun
Together, Were There For Each Other Every Time
Together together come on lets do this right Here and now
Its Time for celebration I finally
figured it out
Our dreams have no limits and that is all
Everyone is special in its own way and makes the rest of us stronger
We are not the same We're different in a different way and that is why
that we must be together
We are in this together
for once we know, to be all stars and we can see
We've been through together and we see that when we hand in hand
dreams come true
Together, together,
together everyone Together, together, come on lets have some fun
Together, Were There For Each Other Every Time
Together together come on lets do this right
We're all here and speaking out with one voice we're
going to rock the house (rock the house)
the party's on now everybody make some noise come on scream and shout
We got here because we stati insieme
Campioni uno e tutti
E ci siamo dentro, insieme...
Once we know
That we are
We're all stars
And we see that
We're all in this together
And it shows
When we stand
Hand in hand
Make our dreams come
We're all in this together
When we reach
We can fly
Know inside
We can make it
We're all in this together
Once we see
There's a chance
That we have
And we take it
We're all ll in this together...
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=3cMyXDG1dfc&feature=related
'love you.
* The restriction to "adult concepts" questavolta is desired.
for a moment abandoning the stereotipoi. But even glli stereotypes .... say, a certain closing of the mind that some people expected that we should not / can see certain movies. That are targeted at a different target. Because the target actually ... ok, this is the exam tomorrow Sandra, I'll stop.
Every time I hear the choral version of this song I get excited. Something ends, something else begins but also sedistanti ... because we have chosen and we are choosing different paths ... we're all together and we were.
Obviously no one is that I translate the text, because all those who have access to this place speak English much better than me.
And it takes a little.
But maybe only to me to see them there, those words ... because even if they are hearing the English feel Italian, sometimes it takes me. To have everything clear in my mother tongue, of course.
Together, together, together everyone
Together, together, come on lets have some fun
Together, Were There For Each Other Every Time
Together together come on lets do this right Here and now
Its Time for celebration I finally
figured it out
Our dreams have no limits and that is all
Everyone is special in its own way and makes the rest of us stronger
We are not the same We're different in a different way and that is why
that we must be together
We are in this together
for once we know, to be all stars and we can see
We've been through together and we see that when we hand in hand
dreams come true
Together, together,
together everyone Together, together, come on lets have some fun
Together, Were There For Each Other Every Time
Together together come on lets do this right
We're all here and speaking out with one voice we're
going to rock the house (rock the house)
the party's on now everybody make some noise come on scream and shout
We got here because we stati insieme
Campioni uno e tutti
E ci siamo dentro, insieme...
Once we know
That we are
We're all stars
And we see that
We're all in this together
And it shows
When we stand
Hand in hand
Make our dreams come
We're all in this together
When we reach
We can fly
Know inside
We can make it
We're all in this together
Once we see
There's a chance
That we have
And we take it
We're all ll in this together...
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=3cMyXDG1dfc&feature=related
'love you.
* The restriction to "adult concepts" questavolta is desired.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Daiwa Reel Parts Online
(E se fosse...?) Nuvole e lenzuola
Coming home after a 15-20 minute walk from the bus stop, and feel the air blow in your face warm and fragrant, is the best thing that could have happened. In addition, if you add a chorus of four "Hello!" Sprinkled with laughter and a fully functional room, my day ends well.
I now have no more excuses, I can not procrastinate if I want to write ... I just do. Tonight began the adventures of Danesfield, Hubert and a vacuum cleaner upstairs.
And who remembers that in English is Ruller ruler? So, that Jason came up to me, to try to understand what I wanted ...
"You must cut the jelly? I do not understand what you need ...! You want me to pay a knife
...?" "No, I've got a knife! I need something ru- know that steel contraption with sus written numbers and inches? "
" Not really ... I repeat ... "
" ok, now looks back .. .
"Chiara, wait! You want this! The Ruller! Ruller Chiara! Ruller "
"Wait how did you say? Ruller? "
" Yes, Ruller ... "he laughs.
"Saint Jason, thank you!"
"Nothing is too much fun!"
Ok, I'm a clown, but I'd be all for him.
the refund ...
"Jason ..." I do not even hear.
"Jason, come to taste this chocolate" Arnold damn! If there's one thing Jason runs are always doing the tastings.
Jason Arnold and start questioning the exact weight of cumin. 2.7 or 2.9 g? Life or death.
"Guys ..." I will not spin.
Arnold sees me. Tonight decides that I'm almost sympathetic:
"Want to try?" Gives me the pan.
"No thanks ... where I put the ruler?"
"It tastes? It 's a fondentee not taste? "Jason eats from the spoon and licks his lips.
takes cream with her finger and gives it to me.
"On taste ...!" I calmly approached the finger to his mouth.
"No, thanks" Chiara pepper version. If you do not hurry to take off my finger before I do not know which combines ...
" You missed an opportunity, merits of the cream on his face ... "
" Depart from me! Where do I put the ruler? "
" Are you sure you do not want it? "Pointing the finger repeats.
"This, then, is terminated by the vision.
"Va-... there. In-mhmmm "skillfully licks finger and lips.
"box, ok hello run away." Vanishes before me trouble.
Half an hour before ...
"Chiara make chocolate decorations along with Arnold, so the next time the do-it-alone ...." Well, we learn a new and super difficult thing that I hate the French ... thanks CHEF (Simon).
Several times after my turn.
Chocolate on clear plastic that I can not wait.
Strange but true all right.
passage of the brush.
30 seconds to cool. Place the plastic-
chocolate around the rolling pin to give Laforme of the curl.
" Cialla beautiful ... Italian, hello beautiful ... beautiful ... beautiful *" (And you think this is a sous chef normal?) Nick has nothing to do.
"Why do not you answer me? Beautiful *!? "
Maybe because they are dealing with a complicated thing?
Nick, my sous chef, decides to blow in the ear is the right thing to do.
One. Two
. Three
.
Four.
Five.
moves away, offended because I have not responded to veiled sexual innuendo.
"Arnold is a problem, it is detached from the rolling pin ..."
"Hahahaha, sure, you have melted chocolate! Until a moment ago you were frozen, now scald your hands! "
I look at Nick, Nick Arnold looks worse and begin to laugh.
"Nick you made-"
"Arnold insinuate something if you drown in chocolate."
"-was going to say heat!"
"Sure beautiful, warm he meant not excite!" Comes out laughing.
I'm going to bury.
* really speaks Italian. He only knows three words more mozzarella.
At the end of the evening, half an hour after the adventure with Jason, at the time to say goodbye (this is used to greet everyone with a handshake in the morning when you get that when you go home) Simon complains that all the boys shaking hands, saying to me **. *** After many stupid things with everyone else, get the last laughs, and more ... Jason. How
usual expectation that all others have gone.
shakes my hand, the other strokes my arm and then his smile gives me great.
I do not know why he does not know why expect others to go away, I can not smile because only that way to me.
But that does not stop.
Thanks to mom and dad for the body, character, education, and for that stunning voice.
** It's not that they do not greet me with malice in shaking my hand but a bit ... 'are new, a bit' is reserved, a bit 'I do not understand the language well, a bit' not are properly inserted, a bit 'I do not add a little 'I'm young, a bit' are inersperta, especially I am a girl and do not know how to behave. Even the chef falter between the pat on the shoulder and a handshake. But anyway the depopulated waved his hand and a sempice "see you / see you soon / later / tomorrow ...".
*** "shake your hand? But I want a kiss! "Nick's always the same. But give me a kiss, and not only that. I kept pr me.
"Stables away, pervert!" The chef-dad Simon, has put the poles.
Coming home after a 15-20 minute walk from the bus stop, and feel the air blow in your face warm and fragrant, is the best thing that could have happened. In addition, if you add a chorus of four "Hello!" Sprinkled with laughter and a fully functional room, my day ends well.
I now have no more excuses, I can not procrastinate if I want to write ... I just do. Tonight began the adventures of Danesfield, Hubert and a vacuum cleaner upstairs.
And who remembers that in English is Ruller ruler? So, that Jason came up to me, to try to understand what I wanted ...
"You must cut the jelly? I do not understand what you need ...! You want me to pay a knife
...?" "No, I've got a knife! I need something ru- know that steel contraption with sus written numbers and inches? "
" Not really ... I repeat ... "
" ok, now looks back .. .
"Chiara, wait! You want this! The Ruller! Ruller Chiara! Ruller "
"Wait how did you say? Ruller? "
" Yes, Ruller ... "he laughs.
"Saint Jason, thank you!"
"Nothing is too much fun!"
Ok, I'm a clown, but I'd be all for him.
the refund ...
"Jason ..." I do not even hear.
"Jason, come to taste this chocolate" Arnold damn! If there's one thing Jason runs are always doing the tastings.
Jason Arnold and start questioning the exact weight of cumin. 2.7 or 2.9 g? Life or death.
"Guys ..." I will not spin.
Arnold sees me. Tonight decides that I'm almost sympathetic:
"Want to try?" Gives me the pan.
"No thanks ... where I put the ruler?"
"It tastes? It 's a fondentee not taste? "Jason eats from the spoon and licks his lips.
takes cream with her finger and gives it to me.
"On taste ...!" I calmly approached the finger to his mouth.
"No, thanks" Chiara pepper version. If you do not hurry to take off my finger before I do not know which combines ...
" You missed an opportunity, merits of the cream on his face ... "
" Depart from me! Where do I put the ruler? "
" Are you sure you do not want it? "Pointing the finger repeats.
"This, then, is terminated by the vision.
"Va-... there. In-mhmmm "skillfully licks finger and lips.
"box, ok hello run away." Vanishes before me trouble.
Half an hour before ...
"Chiara make chocolate decorations along with Arnold, so the next time the do-it-alone ...." Well, we learn a new and super difficult thing that I hate the French ... thanks CHEF (Simon).
Several times after my turn.
Chocolate on clear plastic that I can not wait.
Strange but true all right.
passage of the brush.
30 seconds to cool. Place the plastic-
chocolate around the rolling pin to give Laforme of the curl.
" Cialla beautiful ... Italian, hello beautiful ... beautiful ... beautiful *" (And you think this is a sous chef normal?) Nick has nothing to do.
"Why do not you answer me? Beautiful *!? "
Maybe because they are dealing with a complicated thing?
Nick, my sous chef, decides to blow in the ear is the right thing to do.
One. Two
. Three
.
Four.
Five.
moves away, offended because I have not responded to veiled sexual innuendo.
"Arnold is a problem, it is detached from the rolling pin ..."
"Hahahaha, sure, you have melted chocolate! Until a moment ago you were frozen, now scald your hands! "
I look at Nick, Nick Arnold looks worse and begin to laugh.
"Nick you made-"
"Arnold insinuate something if you drown in chocolate."
"-was going to say heat!"
"Sure beautiful, warm he meant not excite!" Comes out laughing.
I'm going to bury.
* really speaks Italian. He only knows three words more mozzarella.
At the end of the evening, half an hour after the adventure with Jason, at the time to say goodbye (this is used to greet everyone with a handshake in the morning when you get that when you go home) Simon complains that all the boys shaking hands, saying to me **. *** After many stupid things with everyone else, get the last laughs, and more ... Jason. How
usual expectation that all others have gone.
shakes my hand, the other strokes my arm and then his smile gives me great.
I do not know why he does not know why expect others to go away, I can not smile because only that way to me.
But that does not stop.
Thanks to mom and dad for the body, character, education, and for that stunning voice.
** It's not that they do not greet me with malice in shaking my hand but a bit ... 'are new, a bit' is reserved, a bit 'I do not understand the language well, a bit' not are properly inserted, a bit 'I do not add a little 'I'm young, a bit' are inersperta, especially I am a girl and do not know how to behave. Even the chef falter between the pat on the shoulder and a handshake. But anyway the depopulated waved his hand and a sempice "see you / see you soon / later / tomorrow ...".
*** "shake your hand? But I want a kiss! "Nick's always the same. But give me a kiss, and not only that. I kept pr me.
"Stables away, pervert!" The chef-dad Simon, has put the poles.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Go Kart Steering System
A thousand miles
Che. day. unnerving.
It is not my fault if I do not have a guy who make gifts, to stay stuck forever, and spoiled. And sorry if
always fall back on friends.
At least someone (the Bitch in the first place) is happy.
This would be a typical sentence of the bitch.
"Why do you look for a guy who make gifts? I do not mind continuing to receive. "
Oh, yes. That would be her.
I want to see the face of the birthday gift. Strongbow!
I love you.
destroyed.
Emotionally apart.
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd
And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me
'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories
'Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
And I, I
Don't want to let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't....
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd
And I still need you
And I still miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight
Che. day. unnerving.
It is not my fault if I do not have a guy who make gifts, to stay stuck forever, and spoiled. And sorry if
always fall back on friends.
At least someone (the Bitch in the first place) is happy.
This would be a typical sentence of the bitch.
"Why do you look for a guy who make gifts? I do not mind continuing to receive. "
Oh, yes. That would be her.
I want to see the face of the birthday gift. Strongbow!
I love you.
destroyed.
Emotionally apart.
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd
And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me
'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories
'Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
And I, I
Don't want to let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't....
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd
And I still need you
And I still miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight
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