Closer to Web 2.0
Exaggerated!
say 1.5, go! : D
The house is crumbling and in constant construction, but ...
There!
You will, as always, all welcome;)
Friday, November 9, 2007
Friday, October 19, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Oklahoma State Drivers License Template
I
been growing inside me bouquets of expectations.
caress the ears with new melodies.
I wake up curled up on life that rocks me and while I sleep, I'm still in his arms.
I give a push with his foot: lazy: only s'appacia when I see that too.
However not before we have fully appreciated the slow pace.
know the rhythms and distances: minimum effort, maximum return.
Find the perfect wave.
Find the perfect wave.
been growing inside me bouquets of expectations.
caress the ears with new melodies.
I wake up curled up on life that rocks me and while I sleep, I'm still in his arms.
I give a push with his foot: lazy: only s'appacia when I see that too.
However not before we have fully appreciated the slow pace.
know the rhythms and distances: minimum effort, maximum return.
Find the perfect wave.
Find the perfect wave.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Yaoi Doujinshi Dragon Ball
Hello, Grandma! Pitto Pitto
Hello!
Hello.
What are you doing?
Appearance.
And what's nice?
to die.
What strange!
true: it sounds strange. :) In life I've waited
everything from boyfriends laggards, trams, buses, planes, payments, better times, phone calls and now ... Now look
death.
...
I wonder if you weigh.
not even want to know, you know?
I wait has never weighed.
Perhaps because I am a chronic latecomer, then automatically I can not afford such a luxury.
Maybe because I've always been a little 'door' to the wait.
Or maybe because while I'm waiting I always find something to do.
sing, read, invent improvised games with tiles, I do somersaults to the thoughts in my head.
Maybe you instead.
I wonder if you weigh.
No, I do not want to know ...
However you can not ask: Do not I'd understand.
I hope to leave something behind, after all.
Oh yes, yes: look around and back.
pity for all that we have enjoyed.
You could always enjoy a little 'more.
Even so it went well, I guess.
With all my heart.
soon. O
late.
Or never.
CIA o'nipò:)
CIA a'nò: *
Every moment, every smell, every feeling.
slips away like those bitter tears, so slow to plow through the throat, tears of frustration of those repressed and professionally managed, as true adults.
that takes away the bitterness of all our fight to make room for guilt and regret, and compress the spring with a simpering precision to search for a new peace, a new unstable equilibrium.
in your shoes, without a rhetoric that is not mine, I'd be satisfied. I also congratulate
Maybe a little 'with myself.
Bon voyage, my dear old lady.
Hello!
Hello.
What are you doing?
Appearance.
And what's nice?
to die.
What strange!
true: it sounds strange. :) In life I've waited
everything from boyfriends laggards, trams, buses, planes, payments, better times, phone calls and now ... Now look
death.
...
I wonder if you weigh.
not even want to know, you know?
I wait has never weighed.
Perhaps because I am a chronic latecomer, then automatically I can not afford such a luxury.
Maybe because I've always been a little 'door' to the wait.
Or maybe because while I'm waiting I always find something to do.
sing, read, invent improvised games with tiles, I do somersaults to the thoughts in my head.
Maybe you instead.
I wonder if you weigh.
No, I do not want to know ...
However you can not ask: Do not I'd understand.
I hope to leave something behind, after all.
Oh yes, yes: look around and back.
pity for all that we have enjoyed.
You could always enjoy a little 'more.
Even so it went well, I guess.
With all my heart.
soon. O
late.
Or never.
CIA o'nipò:)
CIA a'nò: *
Every moment, every smell, every feeling.
slips away like those bitter tears, so slow to plow through the throat, tears of frustration of those repressed and professionally managed, as true adults.
that takes away the bitterness of all our fight to make room for guilt and regret, and compress the spring with a simpering precision to search for a new peace, a new unstable equilibrium.
in your shoes, without a rhetoric that is not mine, I'd be satisfied. I also congratulate
Maybe a little 'with myself.
Bon voyage, my dear old lady.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Baby Doll Dresses For Women
Why Women Rule The World - Funny home videos are a click away
A post ...
Centered! : 'D
As per subject (able, however, of making public the other lineage). Video
bearer, however, of burning truth
in the field of current society. An evergreen
...
No?
: more!
We can also make a list with favors and prizes!
Hello!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Light Bleeding Between Period
Driving! Point / i! Exclamation / i!
recipes handed down that delicious and simple dishes, from scallops to pannacotta with Marsala wine, from caciucco noodles with meat sauce ... Many regional delicacies, mundane and taken for granted, are being lost (in my opinion) from my generation. For
hurry, distraction, laziness, ignorance, let disappear ability to prepare, love, dedication, curiosity about the "grandmother's kitchen."
many of you can make a meatloaf, so to speak?
Arturo and Kiwi, the children of
Joshua Held,
the designer to whom we owe the "phenomenon" Gino Taliban (remember? No?
Gino the Chicken!) Brilliantly solved the problem with grace, humor and sensitivity, was smiling, amused and educated. Robe crazy, today!
If you have a YouTube account and you should make you feel ... Do it:) I
, meanwhile ... Tomorrow I make my first panna cotta: D
In a television and full of disaster programmacci, format obscene, reality, tits & ass ... What comes out you?
A program suitable for everyone, young and old. Educational and bearer of good messages and good ideas, as well as sympathy, humor and that beautiful kitchen made with hands and heart rather than the bags of pre-post-cooked-frozen-freeze dried!
recipes handed down that delicious and simple dishes, from scallops to pannacotta with Marsala wine, from caciucco noodles with meat sauce ... Many regional delicacies, mundane and taken for granted, are being lost (in my opinion) from my generation. For hurry, distraction, laziness, ignorance, let disappear ability to prepare, love, dedication, curiosity about the "grandmother's kitchen."
many of you can make a meatloaf, so to speak?
Arturo and Kiwi, the children of
Joshua Held,
the designer to whom we owe the "phenomenon" Gino Taliban (remember? No?
Gino the Chicken!) Brilliantly solved the problem with grace, humor and sensitivity, was smiling, amused and educated. Robe crazy, today!
Rai And so mom started, given the situation now shamefully positive delete archive with Arturo and Kiwi that a YouTube user was sharing.
But why?
Bah.
If you have a YouTube account and you should make you feel ... Do it:) I , meanwhile ... Tomorrow I make my first panna cotta: D
Friday, September 7, 2007
Itchy Blister On Buttocks
Why they took Arturo and Kiwi from YouTube? The small
Today, dear children, we dive etymology. Already I hear you tingle of curiosity! Ah, youth! : ') You always know how to move this old beech. ETT VUALA '! Satiate your thirst for CHEZ KNOW Pitt!
TESTIS = testiculus from small witness, one who attends to the sexual act without taking part.
Virtually every second meaning: a jerk!
Today, dear children, we dive etymology. Already I hear you tingle of curiosity! Ah, youth! : ') You always know how to move this old beech. ETT VUALA '! Satiate your thirst for CHEZ KNOW Pitt!
TESTIS = testiculus from small witness, one who attends to the sexual act without taking part.
Virtually every second meaning: a jerk!
Metal Core Wheels Orange
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Does One Cigarette Do Much Damage
confess
Not that life as you go you the pictures. He makes his way. And you yours. I was not that I wanted to be happy, not that. I wanted to ... save me, here is: save. But later I realized we had to go which way: from the desires. One expects that there are other things to save people: duty, honesty, be good, be fair. No. I want to save. I'm the real thing. You're with them, and you will save. But too late I understood. If from time to life, she turns around in a strange way, inexorable, and you realize that at that point you can not want something without hurt. 'S where it jumps around, there's no way to escape, the more you struggle the more convoluted the network, the more you rebel you hurt more. No way out. When it was too late, I started to be desired. With all the strength I had. I got so much evil that you can not even imagine.
Bello. That too.
Not that life as you go you the pictures. He makes his way. And you yours. I was not that I wanted to be happy, not that. I wanted to ... save me, here is: save. But later I realized we had to go which way: from the desires. One expects that there are other things to save people: duty, honesty, be good, be fair. No. I want to save. I'm the real thing. You're with them, and you will save. But too late I understood. If from time to life, she turns around in a strange way, inexorable, and you realize that at that point you can not want something without hurt. 'S where it jumps around, there's no way to escape, the more you struggle the more convoluted the network, the more you rebel you hurt more. No way out. When it was too late, I started to be desired. With all the strength I had. I got so much evil that you can not even imagine.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Expired Chicken Brioth?
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Command And Conquer 3 1311
Loop: love and wet out. Underwater.
lazy.
crawling away the last days of this August 2007. desert I wander in the City with a scooter gently scraped to a scemarella: a Liberty (no) 50, known as "puppy" conducted with full-face helmet very sadly global total.
hard days, in other words) In the beginning of chronic pulmonary emphysema puppy emphasized my narcolepsy creandomi many problems in traffic everyday. Then I learned (again) to understand and appreciate the guidance of a fifty: it's all done in advance of a brutal advance.
you brake? You gotta make the first 100 meters.
you accelerate? You have to start doing it 5 seconds before or not taken down.
This becomes a delicate game of prediction and early ...
then I discovered that they stop taking medicine ... I was healthy!: D)
Since then the commitment is greatly diminished, I need to immerse myself in the training of Tibetan isolation. And with that the monks will light up! They have no where else caught up! : D Now reset of
:)
while normal to make diving
cufaniello
, football games and water balloon I will cover you for attention.
Eating as little as possible, read, play, sleep right and the whole rigmarole again.
Strict cyclicity until the end of the holidays.
As I write this post a nice phone call, unexpected:
"Hello, how are you? I read the blog ... There is something wrong? No? And thank goodness! You are already existential crisis! C ' it's time, by golly. haha \u200b\u200byou're out. Then take
"The end is my beginning"
, Tiziano Terzani. Let me know that you produce more trouble ahead: P "
" There is no good, thanks. Hmmm, let me think. No, I do not think there's anything wrong with it. What is wrong? "Everything goes. but do not know where it goes. search, discover, reel, I run. But it should be. Meanwhile goes
flows . Yes, I have the syndrome of Christopher Columbus. People who do not lose time:) I love to put flags:) Can not follow the straight, after that situation. I'm going to take today. "
I finally tried to capture reality in an important tip that I kept in a drawer and forgot
moments:" You're selfish. Not that all do or not do something with you in mind. " 's true. Often I think that the world turns and revolutions only in my function.
For many it is clear the crap. For others, more like me, a bit 'less.
People just live life and often are not covered.
a) Is it a crime
b) Their actions necessiaramente not provide for us as a means and / or end
The other morning I bought new glasses. Signs! They make me smile:) maybe colossal Bullshit o. .. Placebo o. .. Signs:) If be sanctified work, however, in my opinion.
which can then help to make my vision any clearer:) Clear (During a perfect evening in the jungle ... What was the end, "Clear"?)
New! I got to (re?) Closer to a girl who thought she hated me from the outset. E 'was a real surprise to hear more from her and tried to see how the lack of information has generated strong disagreements estimates. I think the attendance has laid good foundations if not utopian, friendship, at least smiling and peaceful coexistence.
I received another call for a new request "not to exist."
No offense: not good for anyone.
Peace, Pittman is out.
lazy.
hard days, in other words) In the beginning of chronic pulmonary emphysema puppy emphasized my narcolepsy creandomi many problems in traffic everyday. Then I learned (again) to understand and appreciate the guidance of a fifty: it's all done in advance of a brutal advance. you brake? You gotta make the first 100 meters.
you accelerate? You have to start doing it 5 seconds before or not taken down.
This becomes a delicate game of prediction and early ...
A sort of chess game with physics. Funny =) Easy to handle up to the limit but fun. Whether it's a sort of life lesson?
There is still a week and will not be wasted.
I spent money in a bag of trinkets acchittare music and I want a recording studio for the poor at home.
I want to leave to posterity and to myself the result of six months of this little guitar and shouting, which began in a small hotel in Milan is shared with prostitutes and shady characters, in a month of paranoid dedication involved in training my fingers to do what they did not know and / or would not do that. All in all beautiful and rich, alive. Yes, alive. Full me, solitude, walks, afternoons in the sun to play for the old people at the park, rain, cold, cough and mucus that arise. (Only then I discovered that they stop taking medicine ... I was healthy!: D)
Since then the commitment is greatly diminished, I need to immerse myself in the training of Tibetan isolation. And with that the monks will light up! They have no where else caught up! : D Now reset of
:)
while normal to make diving
cufaniello
, football games and water balloon I will cover you for attention.
Eating as little as possible, read, play, sleep right and the whole rigmarole again.
Strict cyclicity until the end of the holidays.
As I write this post a nice phone call, unexpected:
"Hello, how are you? I read the blog ... There is something wrong? No? And thank goodness! You are already existential crisis! C ' it's time, by golly. haha \u200b\u200byou're out. Then take
"The end is my beginning"
, Tiziano Terzani. Let me know that you produce more trouble ahead: P "
" There is no good, thanks. Hmmm, let me think. No, I do not think there's anything wrong with it. What is wrong? "Everything goes. but do not know where it goes. search, discover, reel, I run. But it should be. Meanwhile goes
flows . Yes, I have the syndrome of Christopher Columbus. People who do not lose time:) I love to put flags:) Can not follow the straight, after that situation. I'm going to take today. "
I finally tried to capture reality in an important tip that I kept in a drawer and forgot
moments:" You're selfish. Not that all do or not do something with you in mind. " 's true. Often I think that the world turns and revolutions only in my function.
For many it is clear the crap. For others, more like me, a bit 'less.
People just live life and often are not covered.
a) Is it a crime
b) Their actions necessiaramente not provide for us as a means and / or end
The other morning I bought new glasses. Signs! They make me smile:) maybe colossal Bullshit o. .. Placebo o. .. Signs:) If be sanctified work, however, in my opinion.
which can then help to make my vision any clearer:) Clear (During a perfect evening in the jungle ... What was the end, "Clear"?)
New! I got to (re?) Closer to a girl who thought she hated me from the outset. E 'was a real surprise to hear more from her and tried to see how the lack of information has generated strong disagreements estimates. I think the attendance has laid good foundations if not utopian, friendship, at least smiling and peaceful coexistence.
I received another call for a new request "not to exist."
No offense: not good for anyone.
Peace, Pittman is out.
Monday, August 6, 2007
What Is A Defibrillator Vest
Romano, without holidays.
I remember this ID card!
Photo taken on the day of departure to Ibiza. Just descended from a camping abusive and destructive to Prati di Mezzo, a vigil almost lethal threat to both end by forester. And I still had the bright eyes!
Ah, my dear ...
If I could go back and tell you two little words:)
The time machine does not exist.
(And if there had to cmq I'd use the savings to invest in a Z750)
Well, here I go.
The huge wake of twenty-eight days long
defines the contours of the neon lights
A 2007 full of deaf grudges, a thousand questions without answers, time anomalies, errors and millimeter achievements made with the nails. Often jumped as well.
The moment of many answers, along with a wet sponge on the old dirt.
To delete a hood I took off the air every time he came home.
In my house, that true.
That hood does not even allow me to play freely when I was surrounded by loved ones, as opposed to what happens between strangers freely in Rome. And why? Should not the opposite?
I'm coming home to my family Where I can be strong
not work anymore? Roll up your sleeves thanks to a couple of bumps and iperviolenti to a friend who can still raise your hand to me, -
You and I have to talk. When you want
-
reset of pushing. With
craving and desperate who has the car stuck in the mud and must get to the appointment of a lifetime. With his feet sinking in the mud.
Shouting to transform despair into anger and strength.
"Hello Hello dear! Disorder? Listen, I make it short: I do not really know who the hell is going on. I know that I like and I want to feel good. Also, and especially with you. Friday for my haste, I make a birthday. If you are happy. "
Easy, no? Apparently so. It Worked:) I'm really glad
it worked.
Other similar calls. A non-response.
Maktub. So we do? It
ago. How many are we?
do not know. Forty. Or ten. Boh.
But what now?
do not know.
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Dis-cor-know! Dis-cor-know!
Yes, then I do ...
I remember this ID card!
Photo taken on the day of departure to Ibiza. Just descended from a camping abusive and destructive to Prati di Mezzo, a vigil almost lethal threat to both end by forester. And I still had the bright eyes!
Ah, my dear ...
If I could go back and tell you two little words:)
The time machine does not exist.
(And if there had to cmq I'd use the savings to invest in a Z750)
Well, here I go.
Ten years later.
or so:)
The huge wake of twenty-eight days long defines the contours of the neon lights
A 2007 full of deaf grudges, a thousand questions without answers, time anomalies, errors and millimeter achievements made with the nails. Often jumped as well.
The moment of many answers, along with a wet sponge on the old dirt.
To delete a hood I took off the air every time he came home.
In my house, that true.
That hood does not even allow me to play freely when I was surrounded by loved ones, as opposed to what happens between strangers freely in Rome. And why? Should not the opposite?
I'm coming home to my family Where I can be strong
not work anymore? Roll up your sleeves thanks to a couple of bumps and iperviolenti to a friend who can still raise your hand to me, -
You and I have to talk. When you want
-
reset of pushing. With
craving and desperate who has the car stuck in the mud and must get to the appointment of a lifetime. With his feet sinking in the mud.
Shouting to transform despair into anger and strength.
"Hello Hello dear! Disorder? Listen, I make it short: I do not really know who the hell is going on. I know that I like and I want to feel good. Also, and especially with you. Friday for my haste, I make a birthday. If you are happy. "
Easy, no? Apparently so. It Worked:) I'm really glad
it worked.
Other similar calls. A non-response.
Maktub. So we do? It
ago. How many are we?
do not know. Forty. Or ten. Boh.
But what now?
do not know.
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Dis-cor-know! Dis-cor-know!
Yes, then I do ...
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Waxing All Of Genital Area
No, I do not. Why do I have bile in the blood.
I can "easily" to charge. Let's say you see how people are actually bothering me. So I take it with those who find it. Free, for example, Farmer John who gave everything he could to make me happy. NB I will never apologize enough? =) Anyway is among the few who really know me by heart by now. To my annoyance stupid and inappropriate answers, "routes here and give me 2 or 3 bacitt."
finally worked in a trivial way. Under the orders! : *: *: *
I said, not wanting to sour judgments or spit in public in front of so many beautiful faces, so many beautiful heads, glissando. I hum and I can stand, with great pleasure, a microphone. I'm not going to even play. Listening, almost inert. Hans duet with Faith while gently setting and Ricky embroiders the plot thickening. Situation sexy, sometimes:) I'm coming home
to my family Where I can be strong
I wanted to just say thank you.
Perhaps one of the warmest times in my life.
For those who could be there when
really needed. For that
spectacular Roman column that he held me a whole year.
old friends, new found. For Hansel and CLA (and its irreplaceable smell of pine cone). Belli breathtaking.
Hansel looked at me because she wanted him looked happy and I felt guilty because maybe that is not correctly expressed contentment.
people without masks, without appearances, people
without filter. Simple, beautiful, naked, capable of wonder ...
Like a pair of skilled hands .
That deserves applause and tears overflow from peeling off his hands.
Not even half of what you gave me.
my blood from Naples who has a heart so big that they took with a trailer.
The only group of people who either did not change whether or not there was literally nothing. Or better: a dick. not change just because a fuck I keep under my skin, why are the brothers who do not come from my mother, so beautiful to be intimidating.
A Mom and Dad do not give up ever .
At Caserta, inexhaustible.
to shows that I got bit with: Ben
to that made me a sweet greeting on the run.
At Trieste, which ... There was
. O_O
A Faith, Gianni, Gianluigi (emotionally impressive. Impressive. Tyring to read it ... but my Mom), Riccardo that I have "banal" moved. And I did not have the numbers to do more than hug everyone and say thanks. A Renato (
waits for someone, do not leave you alone
). A
Mirko, who has risen. A
Marco who got screwed by Little Louie Vega.
like saying that he's screwed cunt squared. Marco
but do not worry, I know that you care, I'm glad to know you are sincerely happy there!
but vafanculo Gives A: Little Louie Vega is my nu Cumpagnia
.
At two wonderful couples present, especially Magda and Daniel, who increasingly enamors me. How good is that guy?
boh short, thank you.
Why are you so and why they are for me.
All in for you without looking at the cards.
not matter for the rest.
For one night it seemed that there was really a time machine.
and duties: excuse me if I am a bit 'I:')
All I have to make excuses for something and I intend to do it personally. W us.
Per aspera ad astra, I hope ... Update:
the next night, even better.
Ganesh, be good: do not fool me.
I'll break your trunk. :)
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Bumps On Forehead Herpes?
What drugs?
It takes the right face for doing certain things.
Type this:
After each typhoon derived from this crap now comes the closure of the case:
Selva, An: "Pick my resignation"
Senator Gustavo Selva An withdrew the resignation during the debates, ' use of an ambulance to avoid the city traffic during Bush's visit to Rome and meet the studios of television La7. The resignation had been submitted by the senator on June 11th. The announcement Today in the Senate.
Selva, An "withdraw my resignation. A vote in the Senate unless the center is one more day for the Prodi government. This overwhelms any other reasons why I want to resign. For this I take upon myself the responsibility of withdraw his resignation. " An
Senator Gustavo Selva said that his decision is due also to the citizens that now "many messages invite me to stay."
Selva has intervened in the Senate: "In the history of this city 64 years ago, another ambulance made history. I hope not to end the host of quell'ambulanza then," The reference is to 'arrest of Benito Mussolini, after the vote of the Great Council of 25 July 1943.
"shameful, irresponsible, unworthy." These are the words he used Livia Turkish and Selva were made to feel "hurt and offended." "Clearly, the old-communist lexicon is hard to die even for a post-communist minister." "The good political death would have been a hero for a day." For him, even threats on the Internet with an invitation to "fire a shot in the head", and accusations of "thief". An
I won for a seat in the Veneto that was not there and now the Senate is one more for the party. Selva does not want to give an advantage to the majority: "And that overwhelms any other reasoning."
bag per vomitare è sotto la sedia
It takes the right face for doing certain things.
Type this:
Selva, An "withdraw my resignation. A vote in the Senate unless the center is one more day for the Prodi government. This overwhelms any other reasons why I want to resign. For this I take upon myself the responsibility of withdraw his resignation. " An
Senator Gustavo Selva said that his decision is due also to the citizens that now "many messages invite me to stay."
Selva has intervened in the Senate: "In the history of this city 64 years ago, another ambulance made history. I hope not to end the host of quell'ambulanza then," The reference is to 'arrest of Benito Mussolini, after the vote of the Great Council of 25 July 1943. "shameful, irresponsible, unworthy." These are the words he used Livia Turkish and Selva were made to feel "hurt and offended." "Clearly, the old-communist lexicon is hard to die even for a post-communist minister." "The good political death would have been a hero for a day." For him, even threats on the Internet with an invitation to "fire a shot in the head", and accusations of "thief". An
I won for a seat in the Veneto that was not there and now the Senate is one more for the party. Selva does not want to give an advantage to the majority: "And that overwhelms any other reasoning."
bag per vomitare è sotto la sedia
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Best Of Monica Roccforte
Gustavo Selva. Ah Ah Ah! Dirty
Are all your needs and limits respected at all times?
You didn't call. Why didn't you call. You said you'd call. I thought you'd call. I'm sorry I didn't call. I've been really busy. I never got the message. I don't have an answering machine. I was out of town. I wasn't near a phone. I didn't know it was an emergency. I didn't know you cared. I didn't know it mattered. I promise. I won't. It won't happen again. I won't tell anyone. Don't worry. You can't get pregnant. Do you want me to come in your face? My insurance will cover that dent. Is that my hand? Is that your sock?
Bello.
Are all your needs and limits respected at all times?
You didn't call. Why didn't you call. You said you'd call. I thought you'd call. I'm sorry I didn't call. I've been really busy. I never got the message. I don't have an answering machine. I was out of town. I wasn't near a phone. I didn't know it was an emergency. I didn't know you cared. I didn't know it mattered. I promise. I won't. It won't happen again. I won't tell anyone. Don't worry. You can't get pregnant. Do you want me to come in your face? My insurance will cover that dent. Is that my hand? Is that your sock?
Bello.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Tools Simcity 4 Plugins
- Daphne Gottlieb
That title is me.
And I have a huge hole in his chest that swallows everything.
And then we ended up in all. That title is me.
Rubble, garbage, filth, carrion. Learning from the mistakes I tried to feed people good, full life, positive emotions.
The most beautiful and pure that I was able to find ... But hunger does not even mention to wane.I do not like living like this for nothing.
And I only thoughts are born head frankly miserable.
Forti, ugly.
fact, do not.
Lavoralo sides.
Use your fingertips. If you go after the rain you'll get a good harvest.
pawn to b3 b2 goes.
But BALLE!
I broke the fucking board, I broke the fuck up the pieces, I broke the fucking rules.
I broke the silence opposing cock penetrate reality, eliminating every single means of communication that exists.
And even those I have broken my dick.
direct, indirect, 12 banks, telematics, letters, based on smoke signals, the shrug, sull'inarcamento an eyebrow.
I broke the fucking friends, enemies, colleagues, strangers, acquaintances.
I've sick and tired of all these lives miserable, my first.
I broke my fucking stick puppets on this page.
I broke my fucking write this post that serves no one stone.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Monday, July 9, 2007
When Can I Take Out My Stud
World. W / or boundaries.
promise. The turning point. The Illusionist takes
that something ordinary and turn it into something extraordinary. you look for the secret but ... You will not.
Because, in reality, you're not really looking.
(The moon! The moon, not the finger)
You do not want to know. You want to be deceived.
But still applauded. Why make something disappear is not enough. should also make it reappear.
's why every magic number has a third act, the hardest part.
The prestige.
And here's the Pitt returns.
God help us.
We'll see ...
Each of magic number is composed of three acts.
(The moon! The moon, not the finger)
You do not want to know. You want to be deceived.
But still applauded. Why make something disappear is not enough. should also make it reappear.
's why every magic number has a third act, the hardest part.
The prestige.
And here's the Pitt returns.
God help us.
We'll see ...
Thursday, July 5, 2007
American Fare Pregnancy Test Sensitivity
It's a kind of magic
I find myself in a totally random
, read on: I'm glad Howard Stern
legitimized the porn world. Look at what people who can not buy porn (ie, teens) Have to look at - Paris Hilton.
In porn, Paris isn't even a 5 on a scale of 1 to 10.
Paris is the access for people who Do not Have to
real porn.
Gourmet.
I find myself in a totally random
, read on: I'm glad Howard Stern
legitimized the porn world. Look at what people who can not buy porn (ie, teens) Have to look at - Paris Hilton.
In porn, Paris isn't even a 5 on a scale of 1 to 10.
Paris is the access for people who Do not Have to
real porn.
Gourmet.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Blueberry Buckle Baby Food Gerber
Expertise
Abstract
Tonight, 03/03/2007, more blood to the head to Piazza Bologna, quiet place, frequented mainly by students.
"How, in 2007, thinking to settle things with violence? ".
Luke took the sign and when it is so clean and clear ...
He assured that serves no purpose. If the tips were useful it would sell, would not be off with nonchalance. Why be so hard to relate to life?
Because in addition to my paranoia full optional all-inclusive five-star I have to get me a cargo of obtusely atavistic hatred that dwells in other individuals and is expressed by involving myself and other "innocents" in violence?
Violence he never brought anything to humanity in any period, since there?
And tonight instead a rich fight for free, who knows that resulted in trivial quarrel, which ended in the bottle.
In want to erase the existence of some human beings.
What form of satisfaction can never give? What does it taste?
Agitation, evil, inflicting and receiving physical and emotional pain ... How can pleasure? There are bad guys? And what do they have? Some nights I get to experience fear and disgust.
To live in a world that consumes me biting. Every bite
costs me a quantity of unidentified stabbing pain and mutilation of a relative importance varies. Meat
screaming along with shreds of the soul, emotion, stripped of disenchantment in the name of affection, obligations, professionalism, discipline, family, needs, priorities, or simply tiles who fall into lives of everyone.
I can not, I do not have, I will not accept a bottle on my wooden head.
Why not. Why have all this
tiriano carrettaccio together.
Good and bad, regardless of roles.
And I no longer accept such distortions.
I see them I also focus, as true, to feel good, to breathe deeply.
Anyway, tonight I just
smoking a cigarette with friends.
Whisper a few songs between us, struggling to listen to each other. And then
explosive violence, hands, pieces.
The tsunami, however, home-made, wanted.
Boh.
Last but not least another 200 from € pay for my bike thrown on the ground.
strange: I thought I would pass this summer "smooth".
(and the gods were smiling)
Never mind: I will pay all my debts.
(Ricky Boy you're not limited to: P:))
only starting to run out a bit 'claims.
In the portfolio, the soul, in the scrotal pouch.
Then?
Monday, July 2, 2007
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