Saturday, October 4, 2008
Skin Ailments More Condition_symptoms
Restlessness ...
Some time ago I believed that the unrest that has always distinguished it vanished one day, the day I'd find a quiet job of responsibility but, on the day that my continuous concussion would end in "mass grave" of 8 hours per day, the day that I would end wait for the sun to fade out of the house to live your life, the day that I had found a "right" person but ... The newspaper
you back to reality, ugly and smelly, do you think those 25 minutes of bliss will fill the rest of your life but ... Your torment
also affects those around you, is rampant and infectious .. I pull myself back, I should feel insulted or gratified if I can influence those around me? I feel my soul vibrate like the strings of a bass, I can not find the words to express what's inside me for that person, then I'm quiet, but I would scream, but I note I scan analyze, and I see the details, details caxxo usual, break into the framework, overlook the artwork obvious, and I wonder how many details "important" I can bear? How long before I have to decline the invitation, as I have time because the indifference took possession of me, again, fucked up everything, as usual, I might add .... It's raining outside and dark, the My room is illuminated by light from the monitor as many as 19 inches ... and I think caxxo I do with a 19-inch monitor when my demons I used to darken the mind, when I have a wild life I'm trying to regularize and more I do, the more I seem to flatten out, to extinguish a flame, I know, has already happened and is repeating itself ... sure is that I'm changing sensitivity, for many things now I will not even look sad, for others I tear down a virtual ever .... then I would say go to a concert in which till the last moment you would not have wanted to go and that's where you see a lot of things, many will never change and I'll take with you, you to torment the other end of days and miss the fact that you'll think the most serious problems that arise every day ... and vascular delucidante was a myth but a caxxo test that tells you the truth, and the bangs in the face without sweeteners .. ..
Mah .. CIA! 
Some time ago I believed that the unrest that has always distinguished it vanished one day, the day I'd find a quiet job of responsibility but, on the day that my continuous concussion would end in "mass grave" of 8 hours per day, the day that I would end wait for the sun to fade out of the house to live your life, the day that I had found a "right" person but ... The newspaper
you back to reality, ugly and smelly, do you think those 25 minutes of bliss will fill the rest of your life but ... Your torment
also affects those around you, is rampant and infectious .. I pull myself back, I should feel insulted or gratified if I can influence those around me? I feel my soul vibrate like the strings of a bass, I can not find the words to express what's inside me for that person, then I'm quiet, but I would scream, but I note I scan analyze, and I see the details, details caxxo usual, break into the framework, overlook the artwork obvious, and I wonder how many details "important" I can bear? How long before I have to decline the invitation, as I have time because the indifference took possession of me, again, fucked up everything, as usual, I might add .... It's raining outside and dark, the My room is illuminated by light from the monitor as many as 19 inches ... and I think caxxo I do with a 19-inch monitor when my demons I used to darken the mind, when I have a wild life I'm trying to regularize and more I do, the more I seem to flatten out, to extinguish a flame, I know, has already happened and is repeating itself ... sure is that I'm changing sensitivity, for many things now I will not even look sad, for others I tear down a virtual ever .... then I would say go to a concert in which till the last moment you would not have wanted to go and that's where you see a lot of things, many will never change and I'll take with you, you to torment the other end of days and miss the fact that you'll think the most serious problems that arise every day ... and vascular delucidante was a myth but a caxxo test that tells you the truth, and the bangs in the face without sweeteners .. ..
Mah .. CIA!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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(Former) Mr. Nobody .... Returning
I do not know, maybe because I found out too late, at the ripe age of 30 years but in this life there is nothing on, nothing from which one can not ignore it seems to me that anything is absolute. Apart from not working, not Apart from the bills of the house, from mortgages, from loans, the economic problems now appear to have become the salt of our lives, no one ignores the ubiquity of some people who remember the flies on m. ..., not to disregard their feelings of guilt toward the people you care, especially to parents that sooner or later you make them like boulders weigh on your conscience, not irreparable Apart from the errors from small imperfections of reality that slowly s'ingigantiscono because of our thinking about it, no one ignores the micro sold daily to perpetrate many and that we too suffer from other, non Apart from the cost of oil, no one ignores from dinner out with friends, do not be disregarded by the people strive to endure unbearable, I would like to return one day that Mr. no one who I was before, mingling with the crowd without anyone noticing me, look out through a window and laugh at the swarm of zombies who labors under my eyes and smiling pathetically because of the swarm now I too am part ...
tell someone you live the life that is beautiful and fregatene, but certainly do so but now I want to think about how sad this life is poor, fight for a living and then end up with an incurable disease that eats you from inside and maybe with yet unfulfilled dreams because life is the beating of wings that can fly away ... no matter my damn toothache, the fact of lying whenever want to do something I like and do not fall under their damned "rules" ...
CIA ... 
I do not know, maybe because I found out too late, at the ripe age of 30 years but in this life there is nothing on, nothing from which one can not ignore it seems to me that anything is absolute. Apart from not working, not Apart from the bills of the house, from mortgages, from loans, the economic problems now appear to have become the salt of our lives, no one ignores the ubiquity of some people who remember the flies on m. ..., not to disregard their feelings of guilt toward the people you care, especially to parents that sooner or later you make them like boulders weigh on your conscience, not irreparable Apart from the errors from small imperfections of reality that slowly s'ingigantiscono because of our thinking about it, no one ignores the micro sold daily to perpetrate many and that we too suffer from other, non Apart from the cost of oil, no one ignores from dinner out with friends, do not be disregarded by the people strive to endure unbearable, I would like to return one day that Mr. no one who I was before, mingling with the crowd without anyone noticing me, look out through a window and laugh at the swarm of zombies who labors under my eyes and smiling pathetically because of the swarm now I too am part ...
tell someone you live the life that is beautiful and fregatene, but certainly do so but now I want to think about how sad this life is poor, fight for a living and then end up with an incurable disease that eats you from inside and maybe with yet unfulfilled dreams because life is the beating of wings that can fly away ... no matter my damn toothache, the fact of lying whenever want to do something I like and do not fall under their damned "rules" ...
CIA ...
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Inspirational Sports Softball Quotes
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recently joined new so-called "fan" who "observe" my blog and as usual we do all of them, before examining judge, to feel first hand, to meet serious and that, of course, they know me more than than I know myself ... and then propose again a post some time ago with the aggiuntina of a song in that video in the original meaning of the words could not hit much, but if you think for a moment on ..... .
"I do not belong to any movement, and no movement is worthy to represent me. I believe in the ego and the herd or mass, the mass flattens and depersonalized. They are usually not ever with the majority, I find myself often being far from the minority. They are for individual freedoms, and are totally against the rules imposed without consulting those who later have to respect them. I have a tattoo done long ago, when having a tattoo was a symbol of imprisonment, now that it's a fad, I think scuoierò that piece of skin. I hate conformity and conformist, and I must say that anticorfomisti for bias and prejudice with a lot of me being on the balls. Shun the false security, which today seem to be the only goal. I'm a provocateur, and teases me cause someone smarter than me, I love to bring down the house of cards that are usually the foundation of our thoughts. I like the transgression, but not the exaggerated style that does not have neither intelligence nor. I'm for simplicity, knocked the details, I'm interested dystonias, I do not believe in people who never change his mind and that is consistent if not last long. Inconsistency is a clever faint hope. I love my melancholy in it as through water. I am sometimes nostalgic, but to live better without this care of the future, or rather without taking it too seriously. I live with a long latent sadness, but I'm always ready to joke and gaiety. I hang out with friends to faffing around. A beer, a game of pool, a pizza with a girl or a dinner at her house (strictly), the quiet interior of the torments I usually make the company daily. I'm passionate about architecture, one that manages to be beautiful and useful at the same time, and design, I wonder at times to set a coffee cup or a handle or a tap because I try in vain to understand why, the motivation . Sometimes instead of step 3 cm from a work of genius and I do not care highly. Listening to music in quantity, little remains in my head, even the less I like to listen, but I'm too rock for the listener or pausini ramazzotti, too metal for those who basks in the queen, too old if you play with almost maniacal dedication to the doors or hendrix or deep purple, too forward if I listen to recharge or soad disturbed or linkin. I never read criticism nor the music reviews. Wonder at the beating of a poor country or up patriots to arm and vasco are the few, perhaps unique, coming directly to my heart. I'm in love art! I was lucky enough to see pictures of the scope of Manet, Van Gogh, Klimt or sculptures by Canova, are indelibly imprinted in my mind, I have seen crazy crap that some call Modern Art. Dali or Duchamp or Pollock, despite the efforts of art and their intelligence, they will never reach the artistic and intellectual life of Picasso or Matisse. When I look at a picture the first question is not why, but something tells me I might, for some, remain standing there for hours. I read a lot, and What is of great use to me, I dispose of stress and anxiety and relaxes me a lot. Of course I do not read all bore me to death the majority of contemporary authors, they lack that spark which is used in the authors of the past. Discounts, banal, mediocre almost all the novels of love, and those of the same horror. My life unfolds through two conflicting feelings, the enormous fear of a desire to settle and the perpetual anguish of having to prove my worth to someone. I do not believe in any god and certainly not in the hierarchies of power called religions. I believe in some things said and put in place by a few men, few, who historically have had more than 300 god. But I also believe that when I'm old I'll believe you because the only thing I will do. My ambition is totally indifferent to work, said Oscar Wilde Ambition is the perfect retreat for the bankrupt! I admire people who can be totally immersed in the famous streets without fear of destruction, and I bow to those who, having lost everything in life (family with parents) managed to get up stronger than before and continue on his way achieving noble goals. I love the sunset because, even if it is a symbol of painful memories, it serves to remind me that I must go on, forever! There was a time I believed that money was everything, and I have pursued this road almost to the end, then There was a person who pulled me out of that situation, pulling hard and incomprehensible at the time. This person I have almost everything .... the philosophy, psychology are served, but if I had not had this person would be in vain. I took the job as a direct action alone can live with dignity, life is not work ... someone said that we are looking for a spiritual entity 'earthly experience ... well I could almost think that we took into full, if I had to think about the last days of my life. Well there is a phrase that often .... I know poet, philosopher, I know, I know ... pussy! Ke I think best sums up my personality .. " 
recently joined new so-called "fan" who "observe" my blog and as usual we do all of them, before examining judge, to feel first hand, to meet serious and that, of course, they know me more than than I know myself ... and then propose again a post some time ago with the aggiuntina of a song in that video in the original meaning of the words could not hit much, but if you think for a moment on ..... .
"I do not belong to any movement, and no movement is worthy to represent me. I believe in the ego and the herd or mass, the mass flattens and depersonalized. They are usually not ever with the majority, I find myself often being far from the minority. They are for individual freedoms, and are totally against the rules imposed without consulting those who later have to respect them. I have a tattoo done long ago, when having a tattoo was a symbol of imprisonment, now that it's a fad, I think scuoierò that piece of skin. I hate conformity and conformist, and I must say that anticorfomisti for bias and prejudice with a lot of me being on the balls. Shun the false security, which today seem to be the only goal. I'm a provocateur, and teases me cause someone smarter than me, I love to bring down the house of cards that are usually the foundation of our thoughts. I like the transgression, but not the exaggerated style that does not have neither intelligence nor. I'm for simplicity, knocked the details, I'm interested dystonias, I do not believe in people who never change his mind and that is consistent if not last long. Inconsistency is a clever faint hope. I love my melancholy in it as through water. I am sometimes nostalgic, but to live better without this care of the future, or rather without taking it too seriously. I live with a long latent sadness, but I'm always ready to joke and gaiety. I hang out with friends to faffing around. A beer, a game of pool, a pizza with a girl or a dinner at her house (strictly), the quiet interior of the torments I usually make the company daily. I'm passionate about architecture, one that manages to be beautiful and useful at the same time, and design, I wonder at times to set a coffee cup or a handle or a tap because I try in vain to understand why, the motivation . Sometimes instead of step 3 cm from a work of genius and I do not care highly. Listening to music in quantity, little remains in my head, even the less I like to listen, but I'm too rock for the listener or pausini ramazzotti, too metal for those who basks in the queen, too old if you play with almost maniacal dedication to the doors or hendrix or deep purple, too forward if I listen to recharge or soad disturbed or linkin. I never read criticism nor the music reviews. Wonder at the beating of a poor country or up patriots to arm and vasco are the few, perhaps unique, coming directly to my heart. I'm in love art! I was lucky enough to see pictures of the scope of Manet, Van Gogh, Klimt or sculptures by Canova, are indelibly imprinted in my mind, I have seen crazy crap that some call Modern Art. Dali or Duchamp or Pollock, despite the efforts of art and their intelligence, they will never reach the artistic and intellectual life of Picasso or Matisse. When I look at a picture the first question is not why, but something tells me I might, for some, remain standing there for hours. I read a lot, and What is of great use to me, I dispose of stress and anxiety and relaxes me a lot. Of course I do not read all bore me to death the majority of contemporary authors, they lack that spark which is used in the authors of the past. Discounts, banal, mediocre almost all the novels of love, and those of the same horror. My life unfolds through two conflicting feelings, the enormous fear of a desire to settle and the perpetual anguish of having to prove my worth to someone. I do not believe in any god and certainly not in the hierarchies of power called religions. I believe in some things said and put in place by a few men, few, who historically have had more than 300 god. But I also believe that when I'm old I'll believe you because the only thing I will do. My ambition is totally indifferent to work, said Oscar Wilde Ambition is the perfect retreat for the bankrupt! I admire people who can be totally immersed in the famous streets without fear of destruction, and I bow to those who, having lost everything in life (family with parents) managed to get up stronger than before and continue on his way achieving noble goals. I love the sunset because, even if it is a symbol of painful memories, it serves to remind me that I must go on, forever! There was a time I believed that money was everything, and I have pursued this road almost to the end, then There was a person who pulled me out of that situation, pulling hard and incomprehensible at the time. This person I have almost everything .... the philosophy, psychology are served, but if I had not had this person would be in vain. I took the job as a direct action alone can live with dignity, life is not work ... someone said that we are looking for a spiritual entity 'earthly experience ... well I could almost think that we took into full, if I had to think about the last days of my life. Well there is a phrase that often .... I know poet, philosopher, I know, I know ... pussy! Ke I think best sums up my personality .. "
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Eyescondition_symptoms
Sig.Nessuno
Return with down to earth, realistic, cynical and pessimistic. I tried to be different, optimist, dreamer, reality nothing strikes me repeatedly with his fists and makes me ko. I tried to be the one that goes its own way following his dreams .... nada de nada. Someone in my head says you must come to terms with his own nature, with the problems you face every day with people who seem to frequent have you understood and they have not got a dick ....
Everyone does as he wishes, why should I abide by the unwritten rules, then I find myself with the past, I have not listened to any and all now supposed to be the docile .... 
Return with down to earth, realistic, cynical and pessimistic. I tried to be different, optimist, dreamer, reality nothing strikes me repeatedly with his fists and makes me ko. I tried to be the one that goes its own way following his dreams .... nada de nada. Someone in my head says you must come to terms with his own nature, with the problems you face every day with people who seem to frequent have you understood and they have not got a dick ....
Everyone does as he wishes, why should I abide by the unwritten rules, then I find myself with the past, I have not listened to any and all now supposed to be the docile ....
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Cake Birthday Bicycle
You ....
And I continue to sink in you, despite everything, can sink without breath, without the possibility of salvation without the possibility of redemption. The
bad for excellence is now grappling with a good that gives it a hard thing and I must say that I am tired, I become exhausted, exhausts me but makes me feel alive, makes me feel the blood pulsing through my veins in my heart ....
raptures at 20 km altitude and then fall into the bowels of the earth is a feeling that makes you realize how important it is for me ...
slow bleeding for hours and then realize that the wounds heal in an instant, disappear, or you smile for your word is sweet to die ... 
And I continue to sink in you, despite everything, can sink without breath, without the possibility of salvation without the possibility of redemption. The
bad for excellence is now grappling with a good that gives it a hard thing and I must say that I am tired, I become exhausted, exhausts me but makes me feel alive, makes me feel the blood pulsing through my veins in my heart ....
raptures at 20 km altitude and then fall into the bowels of the earth is a feeling that makes you realize how important it is for me ...
slow bleeding for hours and then realize that the wounds heal in an instant, disappear, or you smile for your word is sweet to die ...
Sunday, July 27, 2008
P5225u Toshiba Or Satellite
Out of place ...
We always feel out of place, out of place, no place to call home, everything is alien to me, I am a lone wolf who is always surrounded by even only one million people. .. all your distrust makes me stronger, strengthens your envy me .... 
We always feel out of place, out of place, no place to call home, everything is alien to me, I am a lone wolf who is always surrounded by even only one million people. .. all your distrust makes me stronger, strengthens your envy me ....
Singh Planewaves Pseudopotentials And Lapw .djvu
Complications .......
a Sunday morning like many others, as always, I would say, while the world around me moves indiscriminately, wildly, it seems not to have a the sense that everything .... around me seems light years away, millions of light years .... and one of my dogs has been missing for a week, and I can barely keep my eyes open for a few hours of sleep that I hold, while everyone seems to have a quiet life ... I, I still me, in spite of everything myself. I worked so hard to get a person to make it capable of seeing beyond my sound barriers, I crossed the insurmountable mountain she said, I am covered in humility, I have sown good as ever, I reached the top, I see beautiful, I see right, I see .... then there's the perfect day and that's where they make a decision, to deal with those who want to take revenge because you're the only one who managed the accounts with those who We try again, come to terms with the fact that however you must feel proud of this and much appreciation to terms with the fact that not reaching the end of the month and you do not feel appropriate ... you do not feel appropriate to this world, not you feel appropriate to you ....... dig deep in seeking an explanation, but you suffer for what, an attitude for a look, I knew that sooner or later I will try again these feelings, I knew that to tie me seriously back to a person would take me to live what I live just punishment to the other .. I do not know! One minute you quit, you stop feeling that latent insecurity, progressive, just a minute after you look and I forget everything, but then there's an episode of fuck it all comes back to mind, could I, who are the ultimate lucubrate, dispense with such an attitude in this situation ... stain ... you fall in contradiction continuously, with yourself, your soul, your heart wants a What, your mind .......... another first saw the unattainable, which now reached lhai want to escape from her, but what is it that clicks inside that leads you to have these feelings ... and yet I I strongly wanted her, now that I'm with her, I judge every behavior even those that I liked before ... am I wrong, or rather failure ... failure in the thoughts, feelings fault, failure in the sensations! I've been away too long, I saw a lot from the sidelines, now that first-person game lot, but it seems that fighting bait always defeated clarify ... not needed, only serves to clarify complicated concepts and branded their beliefs. Think I now live the fairy tale, the hurricane that overwhelms me and upsets came, did not last long, little dick, but what should I do to accept me for what I am, I must run away from myself, be someone they are not, are a of the few who has seen close to hell and came back to life to be able to tell, I've seen lost souls have been lost forever, I saw people who would sell his soul to the devil and I could go back almost everything I socks, almost everything suits me, just call me lucky because usually I get what I want, I knew my thoughts, my soul knew they would be appalled .... and you the only one that year after he dug behind my eyes, shook so hard that my heart lha back to life, but now is bleeding and is an evil dog. My feel good with her lasted a minute, even less than I hoped, optimistic dick ... now I'm not ready to such effects, I wanted a hurricane but did not want the post-hurricane damage, I know there are much more serious problems, but now I know fuck only in her mind, and I hope that you have in mind only me and me is thinking, but I can always mess it up ..... how I wish it was all simple, some would say depends on "you," I do not know I can not to overlook many things I have left an indelible mark in my memory inside of an elephant!
"Now that I no longer have my scooter (vespa 50 special '78) what can I do with a machine"
relief at the end of July, I do not know what you understand, but the vent should be taken and thrown then we'll see, my heart will harden again, bleed do not know, for posterity will judge, someone said, or rather no one will judge so who cares ................ .....................
CIA .... 
a Sunday morning like many others, as always, I would say, while the world around me moves indiscriminately, wildly, it seems not to have a the sense that everything .... around me seems light years away, millions of light years .... and one of my dogs has been missing for a week, and I can barely keep my eyes open for a few hours of sleep that I hold, while everyone seems to have a quiet life ... I, I still me, in spite of everything myself. I worked so hard to get a person to make it capable of seeing beyond my sound barriers, I crossed the insurmountable mountain she said, I am covered in humility, I have sown good as ever, I reached the top, I see beautiful, I see right, I see .... then there's the perfect day and that's where they make a decision, to deal with those who want to take revenge because you're the only one who managed the accounts with those who We try again, come to terms with the fact that however you must feel proud of this and much appreciation to terms with the fact that not reaching the end of the month and you do not feel appropriate ... you do not feel appropriate to this world, not you feel appropriate to you ....... dig deep in seeking an explanation, but you suffer for what, an attitude for a look, I knew that sooner or later I will try again these feelings, I knew that to tie me seriously back to a person would take me to live what I live just punishment to the other .. I do not know! One minute you quit, you stop feeling that latent insecurity, progressive, just a minute after you look and I forget everything, but then there's an episode of fuck it all comes back to mind, could I, who are the ultimate lucubrate, dispense with such an attitude in this situation ... stain ... you fall in contradiction continuously, with yourself, your soul, your heart wants a What, your mind .......... another first saw the unattainable, which now reached lhai want to escape from her, but what is it that clicks inside that leads you to have these feelings ... and yet I I strongly wanted her, now that I'm with her, I judge every behavior even those that I liked before ... am I wrong, or rather failure ... failure in the thoughts, feelings fault, failure in the sensations! I've been away too long, I saw a lot from the sidelines, now that first-person game lot, but it seems that fighting bait always defeated clarify ... not needed, only serves to clarify complicated concepts and branded their beliefs. Think I now live the fairy tale, the hurricane that overwhelms me and upsets came, did not last long, little dick, but what should I do to accept me for what I am, I must run away from myself, be someone they are not, are a of the few who has seen close to hell and came back to life to be able to tell, I've seen lost souls have been lost forever, I saw people who would sell his soul to the devil and I could go back almost everything I socks, almost everything suits me, just call me lucky because usually I get what I want, I knew my thoughts, my soul knew they would be appalled .... and you the only one that year after he dug behind my eyes, shook so hard that my heart lha back to life, but now is bleeding and is an evil dog. My feel good with her lasted a minute, even less than I hoped, optimistic dick ... now I'm not ready to such effects, I wanted a hurricane but did not want the post-hurricane damage, I know there are much more serious problems, but now I know fuck only in her mind, and I hope that you have in mind only me and me is thinking, but I can always mess it up ..... how I wish it was all simple, some would say depends on "you," I do not know I can not to overlook many things I have left an indelible mark in my memory inside of an elephant!
"Now that I no longer have my scooter (vespa 50 special '78) what can I do with a machine"
relief at the end of July, I do not know what you understand, but the vent should be taken and thrown then we'll see, my heart will harden again, bleed do not know, for posterity will judge, someone said, or rather no one will judge so who cares ................ .....................
CIA ....
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Infant Nightform Positioner
Aah yes .......
Dedicated to the insurmountable mountain ........................... 
Dedicated to the insurmountable mountain ...........................
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Fallen Arches High Blood Preasure
Yannaras Christos says .....
"If you fell in love once, you know by now distinguish life from what is sentimental and psychological support, you know by now distinguish life from survival. You know that survival means life without sense and sensibility, a creeping death: eat bread and you do not keep up, drink water and do not water it, touch things and not feel the touch, smell the flower and its aroma does not come to your soul. But if the beloved is beside you, everything suddenly rises, and life fills you with such force that you think the clay pot of your life unable to support it. This life is full of eros. I do not mean sentimental and mystical impulses, but of life, that only then it becomes real and tangible, as if scales had fallen from your eyes and everything around you, it occurs for the first time, every sound was heard for the first time, and feel the joy of fremesse first perception of things. This eros is not a privilege nor the righteous nor the wise, is offered to all, with equal opportunities. And it is only a foretaste of the kingdom, the only real passing of death. Because only if you exit from your ego, even to the eyes of a beautiful gypsy girl, you know what to ask God why you run behind him and " 
"If you fell in love once, you know by now distinguish life from what is sentimental and psychological support, you know by now distinguish life from survival. You know that survival means life without sense and sensibility, a creeping death: eat bread and you do not keep up, drink water and do not water it, touch things and not feel the touch, smell the flower and its aroma does not come to your soul. But if the beloved is beside you, everything suddenly rises, and life fills you with such force that you think the clay pot of your life unable to support it. This life is full of eros. I do not mean sentimental and mystical impulses, but of life, that only then it becomes real and tangible, as if scales had fallen from your eyes and everything around you, it occurs for the first time, every sound was heard for the first time, and feel the joy of fremesse first perception of things. This eros is not a privilege nor the righteous nor the wise, is offered to all, with equal opportunities. And it is only a foretaste of the kingdom, the only real passing of death. Because only if you exit from your ego, even to the eyes of a beautiful gypsy girl, you know what to ask God why you run behind him and "
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Sample Welcome Letters Wedding
A thought for a great ...
to you that you dream of a sailing ship and a star that you
bring on the islands from the sky
true that you can not stand patience
or abandon the wildest continence
to you who designed an alarm
sure that you always lots
against the wall and when your mind takes flight
you find yourself left alone
you're listening to my record, perhaps smiling
swear I'm experiencing the same anger
we are in the same boat and I teti you you you you you you you you you you. . .
you who hate politicians imbrillantinati
that minimize their crimes
willing to fuck up everything
just to save his dignity worldly
you who do not like the servants of the party
asking you to vote one vote
clean and start all arsonists are all proud, but when firefighters arrived
you're listening to my record, perhaps smiling
swear I'm experiencing the same anger
we are in the same boat and I teti you you you you you you you you you you. . .
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
South Park Streaming England
Sighs ......
May inspiration of my little thoughts .... with the changing of its sunshine and its rain, difficult choices, as always struggling with my demons that fill my soul and make a fight for those who must be the most important ....
I tried to defend myself in every way, unfortunately all wrong ...
There was a time when accumulation shirts from 200 € ...
There was a time for accumulating all sorts of books ....
There was a time for accumulating money ...
There was a time when women gained ...
There was a time in which you accumulate friends ...
There was a time when accumulation lie ...
There was a time when accumulated suffering but profound truths ...
There was a time when accumulation CDs ...
There was a time when accumulation servants ...
lost time !!!!!!
caxxo But my soul is always there to reproach me for anything ... I review all the comments about yourself and see what we all guessed wrong ... and at the same time the My profound evil is that it ruminates on what a great time, exhausting ... a psychologist to understand myself ... I want to find out why some mornings I wake up, I look in the mirror and not recognize myself, do not know who that person , a normal person who gets up every morning to go to work to pay your mortgage or funding, but where is my true nature where lho thrown, in which hidden process that station and ended the real me ... woo women sport for many years now, but I keep at a distance, I'm afraid to make my life together with another person, would be found behind a house on 4 and I, perhaps, fear ke when both shoulders are not borne out, the house collapse ...
then moved my attention, my energies on living at 1000 km per hour, expect everything at once and then I get bored so quickly, my women and my ex knows, never bored ...
if they knew what I feel really inside Mammamia ...
Now I see a crack but I face a mountain of insurmountable .....
Only I know what that means ............ 
May inspiration of my little thoughts .... with the changing of its sunshine and its rain, difficult choices, as always struggling with my demons that fill my soul and make a fight for those who must be the most important ....
I tried to defend myself in every way, unfortunately all wrong ...
There was a time when accumulation shirts from 200 € ...
There was a time for accumulating all sorts of books ....
There was a time for accumulating money ...
There was a time when women gained ...
There was a time in which you accumulate friends ...
There was a time when accumulation lie ...
There was a time when accumulated suffering but profound truths ...
There was a time when accumulation CDs ...
There was a time when accumulation servants ...
lost time !!!!!!
caxxo But my soul is always there to reproach me for anything ... I review all the comments about yourself and see what we all guessed wrong ... and at the same time the My profound evil is that it ruminates on what a great time, exhausting ... a psychologist to understand myself ... I want to find out why some mornings I wake up, I look in the mirror and not recognize myself, do not know who that person , a normal person who gets up every morning to go to work to pay your mortgage or funding, but where is my true nature where lho thrown, in which hidden process that station and ended the real me ... woo women sport for many years now, but I keep at a distance, I'm afraid to make my life together with another person, would be found behind a house on 4 and I, perhaps, fear ke when both shoulders are not borne out, the house collapse ...
then moved my attention, my energies on living at 1000 km per hour, expect everything at once and then I get bored so quickly, my women and my ex knows, never bored ...
if they knew what I feel really inside Mammamia ...
Now I see a crack but I face a mountain of insurmountable .....
Only I know what that means ............
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Gymboree Outlet Store Wi
Dark ...
Thoughts in the dark, will invade your mind and you wake up from that sleep we call sleep ....
Think about how much time wasted on trifles, and how much you want to make as many, think of the time that escapes, escapes surely, as long as you get older you mature empowers you, sweeps away the carefree, sweeps away eyes joyful, happy, serene ...
Think about your life when you were a frightened chicken soaked for a day of sudden rain, think about when you were only around a thousand people at the station waiting to go ...
you think your parents that you see them slowly go away from you is you or you go away from them ...
think of the feelings that run away from you and not want to return ...
think you spent the time to dream and think about how many and what dreams you have the time to realize ...
the dark you hide the tears that come out of the sun on your face and you ashamed .... the darkness shall cover the sobbing during a night of pain and suffering ....
smile a few times in life, but most of the time you do it at night ...
think that in the dark your thoughts your feelings are your only companions on the journey ...
crooked roads we travel in our lives and we forget to enjoy the transition, we have the melancholy, we do not enjoy the company, we do not enjoy the memories, expectations do not enjoy ...
looking for something but do not know what the darkness amplifies the discomfort that the torment will afflict the heart, thinking and rethinking about what you did wrong in life, think and rethink the strategies to be adopted when it is easier not to take the ... blue lakes a person who set clear and simple and will only remember the dark when it is clear that you do not look anymore ...
the dark take the most important decisions ...
hope in a love or a passion to give yourself peace of mind, will keep you awake more than images, you think you know everything and then you're wrong, you want to do things on time but the nullifying, to sanitize our homes to be infinitely small animals and gross our souls with actions infinitely bad ....
darkness reminds us of regret, remorse and guilt ... reminds us that everything goes wrong and always time to do certain actions or to implement true feelings ..
copied into virtual nonsense at night ..... I do not know whether to believe or if they have the truth but I need to throw them out like throwing out the regrets of not having grabbed a possibility or remorse for having forgotten a person as an object or the guilt that I had avenged me shamefully for an action that has torn the heart .... I would rebel against this stable with electrified barbed wire fences that we call life ... to leave the hypocrisy and the false statements by .... I would take your breath away for a love that overwhelms me ....
CIA ..... 
Thoughts in the dark, will invade your mind and you wake up from that sleep we call sleep ....
Think about how much time wasted on trifles, and how much you want to make as many, think of the time that escapes, escapes surely, as long as you get older you mature empowers you, sweeps away the carefree, sweeps away eyes joyful, happy, serene ...
Think about your life when you were a frightened chicken soaked for a day of sudden rain, think about when you were only around a thousand people at the station waiting to go ...
you think your parents that you see them slowly go away from you is you or you go away from them ...
think of the feelings that run away from you and not want to return ...
think you spent the time to dream and think about how many and what dreams you have the time to realize ...
the dark you hide the tears that come out of the sun on your face and you ashamed .... the darkness shall cover the sobbing during a night of pain and suffering ....
smile a few times in life, but most of the time you do it at night ...
think that in the dark your thoughts your feelings are your only companions on the journey ...
crooked roads we travel in our lives and we forget to enjoy the transition, we have the melancholy, we do not enjoy the company, we do not enjoy the memories, expectations do not enjoy ...
looking for something but do not know what the darkness amplifies the discomfort that the torment will afflict the heart, thinking and rethinking about what you did wrong in life, think and rethink the strategies to be adopted when it is easier not to take the ... blue lakes a person who set clear and simple and will only remember the dark when it is clear that you do not look anymore ...
the dark take the most important decisions ...
hope in a love or a passion to give yourself peace of mind, will keep you awake more than images, you think you know everything and then you're wrong, you want to do things on time but the nullifying, to sanitize our homes to be infinitely small animals and gross our souls with actions infinitely bad ....
darkness reminds us of regret, remorse and guilt ... reminds us that everything goes wrong and always time to do certain actions or to implement true feelings ..
copied into virtual nonsense at night ..... I do not know whether to believe or if they have the truth but I need to throw them out like throwing out the regrets of not having grabbed a possibility or remorse for having forgotten a person as an object or the guilt that I had avenged me shamefully for an action that has torn the heart .... I would rebel against this stable with electrified barbed wire fences that we call life ... to leave the hypocrisy and the false statements by .... I would take your breath away for a love that overwhelms me ....
CIA .....
Thursday, May 8, 2008
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but I do not know ...........
is exactly what I want may not
and is not always what you would do that would
and like what you would not think that I would say
when I say that it is not the I want the world .....
A sincere tribute to a great, which, with joy and sorrow, always manages to grasp the torments of us poor mortals, that hover over our little heads ................ 
is exactly what I want may not
and is not always what you would do that would
and like what you would not think that I would say
when I say that it is not the I want the world .....
A sincere tribute to a great, which, with joy and sorrow, always manages to grasp the torments of us poor mortals, that hover over our little heads ................
Besides the fact that these four sentences would be the motto of my life ....
Friday, May 2, 2008
Christian Church Confirmation Letters
Interviewer ...
Some time ago a friend told me your problem is that you can not accept what he promises in front of you and you do not like ...
But I do not know, I do not know where to look, there are some major problems, but the pounding torment you, haunts you, makes fun of you because he sees that runs blindly into a maze of indecision ....
Feeling Incomplete, dissatisfied, misunderstood, incomplete, uncertain, insufficient, inconclusive ....
you miss something in life you feel it, live it every day, you look around and see everything that gives you a half smile, half pleased, and the rest is boring, you morally and psychologically debilitating, enough love, I do not know, would be enough money, I do not know ... . two eyes that look at you and warm the heart just do not know, see propionate magical solutions by all some call it cocaine or Jack Daniels, other sex without love for the modest sum of € 20, but maybe you had sex without love, but with interest , no not even that, when we do we depersonalized sex with people of whom we know nothing and of which there cares, commodified all, we leveled our lives to that of the mercenaries, I take great salary per month € 3000, but then ask them how many times you smile in a day or jokes in the workplace, you never respond ... have time for coffee, no .. 's useless and have a chat with a colleague, stain ... and to call your girlfriend, see figure .. but this is the life we \u200b\u200bwanted to really think about it .... but CIA ... 
Some time ago a friend told me your problem is that you can not accept what he promises in front of you and you do not like ...
But I do not know, I do not know where to look, there are some major problems, but the pounding torment you, haunts you, makes fun of you because he sees that runs blindly into a maze of indecision ....
Feeling Incomplete, dissatisfied, misunderstood, incomplete, uncertain, insufficient, inconclusive ....
you miss something in life you feel it, live it every day, you look around and see everything that gives you a half smile, half pleased, and the rest is boring, you morally and psychologically debilitating, enough love, I do not know, would be enough money, I do not know ... . two eyes that look at you and warm the heart just do not know, see propionate magical solutions by all some call it cocaine or Jack Daniels, other sex without love for the modest sum of € 20, but maybe you had sex without love, but with interest , no not even that, when we do we depersonalized sex with people of whom we know nothing and of which there cares, commodified all, we leveled our lives to that of the mercenaries, I take great salary per month € 3000, but then ask them how many times you smile in a day or jokes in the workplace, you never respond ... have time for coffee, no .. 's useless and have a chat with a colleague, stain ... and to call your girlfriend, see figure .. but this is the life we \u200b\u200bwanted to really think about it .... but CIA ...
Monday, April 7, 2008
Shag Bracelet Colour Chart
Life ....
When not writing more in a blog, as this is an outlet, a 'still to cling to when the distress assails you, melancholy haunting you then something distracts you, or that thought or now that all you had to externalize you said or wrote better .......
You look around and can not find this solution is the problem, we walk on the rubble of our lives, we tread our dreams unattainable, our repressed desires will remain so forever, harden our hearts to face the reality, the soul we lose along the way, perhaps in the designer jeans that do not use more ...
watched helplessly the clock of our lives that spin around without being able to distinguish the background and stop the injustice, cruelty, violence done to our person, our IO and we are still there, motionless .....
We can still survive because we are satisfied to be living survivors of that, a caress, a smile is our stimulant drugs, infuse all our energies to fit the situation in the workplace and download our anxieties about human relationships, we share a life with whom we believe to be the right person, then one day you wake up and no longer recognizes neither she nor you ....
I see an army of zombies who approved the morning have no desire to wake up, go to work because they have to pay the mortgage, the car better ... ask them the last time you saw a flicker of a butterfly on a field lying on the grass staring at a blue sky. Look we approve, make us become like them, you judge with the meter Del'Abe you wear or the car you Scarozza empty, polluting all over the world ....
Not even if no one driving a Porsche, unfortunately, were sufficient to € 100,000 machine to become someone they would be able to all ....
demolish anyone who does not think like us and demolish even those who think like us just because the first thought, fuck off your loved ones just because they are honest with us, we want the hypocrisy, we revel in each day, and we want to continue to do so, we refuse to see the world in the midst of genocide, pedophilia rampant sopprusi the newspapers that a country ruled by a dictatorship disguised as communism does to the detriment of the poor monks, a symbol of a peaceful country constantly in battle, turn your head to the homeless the streets are in indecorous ....
We fight ourselves for the piece of bread only newspaper that we branded him with a jacket, to the detriment of someone else .... alas ..... 
When not writing more in a blog, as this is an outlet, a 'still to cling to when the distress assails you, melancholy haunting you then something distracts you, or that thought or now that all you had to externalize you said or wrote better .......
You look around and can not find this solution is the problem, we walk on the rubble of our lives, we tread our dreams unattainable, our repressed desires will remain so forever, harden our hearts to face the reality, the soul we lose along the way, perhaps in the designer jeans that do not use more ...
watched helplessly the clock of our lives that spin around without being able to distinguish the background and stop the injustice, cruelty, violence done to our person, our IO and we are still there, motionless .....
We can still survive because we are satisfied to be living survivors of that, a caress, a smile is our stimulant drugs, infuse all our energies to fit the situation in the workplace and download our anxieties about human relationships, we share a life with whom we believe to be the right person, then one day you wake up and no longer recognizes neither she nor you ....
I see an army of zombies who approved the morning have no desire to wake up, go to work because they have to pay the mortgage, the car better ... ask them the last time you saw a flicker of a butterfly on a field lying on the grass staring at a blue sky. Look we approve, make us become like them, you judge with the meter Del'Abe you wear or the car you Scarozza empty, polluting all over the world ....
Not even if no one driving a Porsche, unfortunately, were sufficient to € 100,000 machine to become someone they would be able to all ....
demolish anyone who does not think like us and demolish even those who think like us just because the first thought, fuck off your loved ones just because they are honest with us, we want the hypocrisy, we revel in each day, and we want to continue to do so, we refuse to see the world in the midst of genocide, pedophilia rampant sopprusi the newspapers that a country ruled by a dictatorship disguised as communism does to the detriment of the poor monks, a symbol of a peaceful country constantly in battle, turn your head to the homeless the streets are in indecorous ....
We fight ourselves for the piece of bread only newspaper that we branded him with a jacket, to the detriment of someone else .... alas .....
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Stihl Ms230c-be Chain Saw Price
Under construction .......
Sometimes you think everything is due, you have everything, there are those who form the negative things for you .. then you realize that your sweat on the floor or one that is flooding the body, sweat to trifle, sweat petty things, then change your look and see and understand that red is your blood, the one on your hand, blood leaking from your body daily to make ends meet, to enrich someone above you, to pay the installment of the car or the mortgage of the house you are going to pay when you get older ... then you wake up every morning with two twin beds, anguish and anxiety, if you later if you do all the things 6 you set today will discuss whether to work, if you discuss them with someone who loves you, if you're lucky fields for 40 years make a life like this, you survive, you see a lot of people die and bon will also touch you ....
but it can happen that you see the sweat and blood, however, your time, you're full of hope, maybe do two jobs, you are aware that this will take you to do what you always wanted in your life, knowing that the blood is your , forget it, I acted in detail, and the age of 20 breaths a little hydrogen sulphide or something similar, which do not even know the name let alone the meaning or the composition, and die like a dog! die in 6 hours, 20 years and as usual, are the echo, ridiculous and unnecessary, the thoughts of political or the union, both of you have sold, and the industrialist, the owner and they are the ones You got bought ...
Marx said, "We have only removed the chains and I add, but we die the same way and the rate of 200 years ago ... now tell the family that a boy of 20 years died of neglect or mischief or cares, working for 50 € day .... 
Sometimes you think everything is due, you have everything, there are those who form the negative things for you .. then you realize that your sweat on the floor or one that is flooding the body, sweat to trifle, sweat petty things, then change your look and see and understand that red is your blood, the one on your hand, blood leaking from your body daily to make ends meet, to enrich someone above you, to pay the installment of the car or the mortgage of the house you are going to pay when you get older ... then you wake up every morning with two twin beds, anguish and anxiety, if you later if you do all the things 6 you set today will discuss whether to work, if you discuss them with someone who loves you, if you're lucky fields for 40 years make a life like this, you survive, you see a lot of people die and bon will also touch you ....
but it can happen that you see the sweat and blood, however, your time, you're full of hope, maybe do two jobs, you are aware that this will take you to do what you always wanted in your life, knowing that the blood is your , forget it, I acted in detail, and the age of 20 breaths a little hydrogen sulphide or something similar, which do not even know the name let alone the meaning or the composition, and die like a dog! die in 6 hours, 20 years and as usual, are the echo, ridiculous and unnecessary, the thoughts of political or the union, both of you have sold, and the industrialist, the owner and they are the ones You got bought ...
Marx said, "We have only removed the chains and I add, but we die the same way and the rate of 200 years ago ... now tell the family that a boy of 20 years died of neglect or mischief or cares, working for 50 € day ....
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Sample Church Welcome Letter
thought
We often read of past heroic deeds of characters, great conquerors who have bent to his will millions of people, entire nations, empires, see Napoleon, Hitler, etc.., We sometimes forget that even the media have used to become what which were the various atrocities and crimes which have stained .... But
person who gets up at 6:30 every morning for 35 years .. I wonder, is not a hero more than Julius Caesar, will, determination, tenacity .... every morning to face problems at work, family, normal life , the real heroes were our fathers who sacrificed their lives in the name of what I do not know, a roof over their heads, to afford to buy clothes for the rare social occasions, but never a luxury holiday, never anything exceptional. Certainly the kind of society that we wanted and that now leads to enslave us all. In the name of a freedom that often only mask a wide solitude, we lost sight of the real priorities, often neglect the true interests, now swallow everything, we suffer without complaint, now I see a vain illusion to try to improve our situation.
economic situation or social or philosophical, but the situation of our soul, our features will be dead by now suppressed, a flock without a mind and heart is shaken but not to think about the fact that he lost heart and soul ....
CIA .... 
We often read of past heroic deeds of characters, great conquerors who have bent to his will millions of people, entire nations, empires, see Napoleon, Hitler, etc.., We sometimes forget that even the media have used to become what which were the various atrocities and crimes which have stained .... But
person who gets up at 6:30 every morning for 35 years .. I wonder, is not a hero more than Julius Caesar, will, determination, tenacity .... every morning to face problems at work, family, normal life , the real heroes were our fathers who sacrificed their lives in the name of what I do not know, a roof over their heads, to afford to buy clothes for the rare social occasions, but never a luxury holiday, never anything exceptional. Certainly the kind of society that we wanted and that now leads to enslave us all. In the name of a freedom that often only mask a wide solitude, we lost sight of the real priorities, often neglect the true interests, now swallow everything, we suffer without complaint, now I see a vain illusion to try to improve our situation.
economic situation or social or philosophical, but the situation of our soul, our features will be dead by now suppressed, a flock without a mind and heart is shaken but not to think about the fact that he lost heart and soul ....
CIA ....
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
... More Conheavy Mrtal Poisoning Symptoms
Passions morning ...... Search
"The Bride of the Wind" Kokoschka
I have an innate passion for painting, but this picture attracts me, it demands ...
the strokes made almost at random, colors, faces ... 
"The Bride of the Wind" Kokoschka
I have an innate passion for painting, but this picture attracts me, it demands ...
the strokes made almost at random, colors, faces ...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Jelly Braclet Chart Color Meanings
....
I live a state of perpetual anxiety and inner turmoil ....
I am always looking, fierce but unsuccessful, something, fun, excitement, thrills, satisfaction, feelings of true .... there is the famous hole in that devours me, draws us to himself all or almost , the latent melancholy that does not leave me in peace, yet it is not so, I know! I know that is not true and I can see from the outside who knows it is not so ...
A job that some say grudge in several freelance (cited Siren), friends galore, which very carefully on my part, I stay away .... bad! alas I do not believe in friendship even more ....
A friend of mine told me that I was living in a time of death and resurrection of my soul, I was past the point of maturity, without the aid of marriages, wives, children and so on ....
Well I do not know ...
I say that a person who lives 100 miles from me, just warms my heart to hear her speak ... maybe I understand more than anyone else, despite saying it is wrong, I smile because sometimes he is right to sell ....
I say that to hear someone close to themselves I do not think it means to love ...
I say to change airlines, change the people you pass out or because the weather is good but the novelty is attractive because the bonds are demeaning surface ...
I say that content is so unedifying, but I also believe that sooner or later I'll have to do it ....
not express what I'm saying that is falling apart inside and damaging more than hypocritical .....
CIA .... 
I live a state of perpetual anxiety and inner turmoil ....
I am always looking, fierce but unsuccessful, something, fun, excitement, thrills, satisfaction, feelings of true .... there is the famous hole in that devours me, draws us to himself all or almost , the latent melancholy that does not leave me in peace, yet it is not so, I know! I know that is not true and I can see from the outside who knows it is not so ...
A job that some say grudge in several freelance (cited Siren), friends galore, which very carefully on my part, I stay away .... bad! alas I do not believe in friendship even more ....
A friend of mine told me that I was living in a time of death and resurrection of my soul, I was past the point of maturity, without the aid of marriages, wives, children and so on ....
Well I do not know ...
I say that a person who lives 100 miles from me, just warms my heart to hear her speak ... maybe I understand more than anyone else, despite saying it is wrong, I smile because sometimes he is right to sell ....
I say that to hear someone close to themselves I do not think it means to love ...
I say to change airlines, change the people you pass out or because the weather is good but the novelty is attractive because the bonds are demeaning surface ...
I say that content is so unedifying, but I also believe that sooner or later I'll have to do it ....
not express what I'm saying that is falling apart inside and damaging more than hypocritical .....
CIA ....
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Stomach Ache And Kidney Failure
Forever ....
Remember the beautiful moments of your childhood?
I do, in those moments you believe that this state of grace should last forever, maybe the first girlfriend, his eyes, or get along well with buddies while playing soccer ....
holidays with cousins, uncles ...
get bigger and you have the first happiness with women, even including a look and you seem to have grasped in an embrace the moon ....
the first emotions, feelings and sensations that fill your mind with the reach of first love, your heart beats a thousand butterflies in the stomach, think and hope it lasts forever ....
Nothing is forever, rhetorical and perhaps trivial, but very true ....
Why regret something you did ... why not live the situation one hundred percent ... why castrate emotionally, to be deprived of emotions, without a smile or a given received ... I think our life should be measured for the emotions it aroused and in the other, if we can give a fleeting moment of emotional ecstasy, a second of weightlessness burdensome and serious that is constantly present in today, mentally soar above the mediocrity and filth with which we do daily to excite a smile .... now there is so difficult?? make a person feel good just because you love her and not try to download their difficulties of living and their insecurities so that we can only feel lighter and make the lives of others more similar to ours ....
if the person who stands before you like, you're interested, why do not you tell him gently captivates you, what will be the answer ....
be possessed by the sadness, the melancholy, longing to use them as a means of pushing the waterfall empire of your feelings, not negative this too ..... nothing is forever ... so do not let the good times will flow in hands like sand in the wind without ever having tried to cry or laugh, and say I love you a second time to say I love you ....
CIA ....... 
Remember the beautiful moments of your childhood?
I do, in those moments you believe that this state of grace should last forever, maybe the first girlfriend, his eyes, or get along well with buddies while playing soccer ....
holidays with cousins, uncles ...
get bigger and you have the first happiness with women, even including a look and you seem to have grasped in an embrace the moon ....
the first emotions, feelings and sensations that fill your mind with the reach of first love, your heart beats a thousand butterflies in the stomach, think and hope it lasts forever ....
Nothing is forever, rhetorical and perhaps trivial, but very true ....
Why regret something you did ... why not live the situation one hundred percent ... why castrate emotionally, to be deprived of emotions, without a smile or a given received ... I think our life should be measured for the emotions it aroused and in the other, if we can give a fleeting moment of emotional ecstasy, a second of weightlessness burdensome and serious that is constantly present in today, mentally soar above the mediocrity and filth with which we do daily to excite a smile .... now there is so difficult?? make a person feel good just because you love her and not try to download their difficulties of living and their insecurities so that we can only feel lighter and make the lives of others more similar to ours ....
if the person who stands before you like, you're interested, why do not you tell him gently captivates you, what will be the answer ....
be possessed by the sadness, the melancholy, longing to use them as a means of pushing the waterfall empire of your feelings, not negative this too ..... nothing is forever ... so do not let the good times will flow in hands like sand in the wind without ever having tried to cry or laugh, and say I love you a second time to say I love you ....
CIA .......
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