Monday, December 20, 2010
How Do You Greet Someone At A Bar Mitzvah
Tu te l'eau be deplier
Tu te couches l'eau s'épanouit
Tu es l'eau diverted from its depths
You are grounded and rooted
on which everything stands
You make bubbles of silence in the desert sounds
You sing hymns at night on the strings of the rainbow sky
You're everywhere you abolished all roads
You sacrifice time
In the eternal youth of the flame Who
exact nature sailing by reproducing
Woman you put the world body's always the same
The
yours You're the resemblance. Paul Eluard
Peliculas Espanol Gratis
Malclima in Malpais
donde este lugar
No tiempo
exists or not estrés
pelos de punta
Llueve hoy has Cántaros. This piece
world where cars are in no hurry
and people do not have hours
raining cats and dogs today.
This tiny paradise always
sea and sand provided
tropical blend and is still pouring. Here
where clocks melt
and days alone are not separated
rain, heat, cold.
and cold, hot, warm and cold, still raining.
Santa Teresa, 12/20/2010
donde este lugar
No tiempo
exists or not estrés
pelos de punta
Llueve hoy has Cántaros. This piece
world where cars are in no hurry
and people do not have hours
raining cats and dogs today.
This tiny paradise always
sea and sand provided
tropical blend and is still pouring. Here
where clocks melt
and days alone are not separated
rain, heat, cold.
and cold, hot, warm and cold, still raining.
Santa Teresa, 12/20/2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Auditions For E20 Eastenders
onomatopoeia
With the clock ticking
wine will be me and the years
With plop plop of the daily rain
as the day I see costume changes become
Play night, moon Crescent
full, and waning
new day Sweet dreams
truck
The moo moo cow that are not
's silence
Dense fog, orange, dark
And that cold you set the bone
And then there is no time
Then
Colorín yellowish orange bunting Bunting
full, red bunting
These verses are gone. 12/05/2010
With the clock ticking
wine will be me and the years
With plop plop of the daily rain
as the day I see costume changes become
Play night, moon Crescent
full, and waning
new day Sweet dreams
truck
The moo moo cow that are not
's silence
Dense fog, orange, dark
And that cold you set the bone
And then there is no time
Then
Colorín yellowish orange bunting Bunting
full, red bunting
These verses are gone. 12/05/2010
Should We Make Reservation For Bonefish Grill
koi fish
When the pen has become accustomed to the old papers
is difficult to change the air
is dying of grief and spits nonsense
on target again on the cover
just priceless
You know
hand to write on paper is rather shabby
more enjoyable than the menacing white
the new ink will not slip over your eyes
slips and smooth flows
unlike in your inner
What I see no
you write what you feel is transmitted
12/05/2010
When the pen has become accustomed to the old papers
is difficult to change the air
is dying of grief and spits nonsense
on target again on the cover
just priceless
You know
hand to write on paper is rather shabby
more enjoyable than the menacing white
the new ink will not slip over your eyes
slips and smooth flows
unlike in your inner
What I see no
you write what you feel is transmitted
12/05/2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Game Sharp Pokemon Silber
Escudellers Mambo - Manu Chao
I went I went to Mambolandia
I went there I went pa '
see the full moon night is charged
thunder fall there will
I went I went to Mambolandia
accidentally drunk Oh
and nor-mambo-land nor
dawn Sunday and will
hé hé hé mambo mambo mambo
hé Every Day Shields mambo mambo mambo yé hé hé
I went I went to mambolandia
I left home and pa 'see
The full moon that night
block will rain thunders
I went I went there wetback
mambolandia without And do not you want
-mambo-land and not that just walked
Dancing!
One of the greats. Are you captivait
I went I went to Mambolandia
I went there I went pa '
see the full moon night is charged
thunder fall there will
I went I went to Mambolandia
accidentally drunk Oh
and nor-mambo-land nor
dawn Sunday and will
hé hé hé mambo mambo mambo
hé Every Day Shields mambo mambo mambo yé hé hé
I went I went to mambolandia
I left home and pa 'see
The full moon that night
block will rain thunders
I went I went there wetback
mambolandia without And do not you want
-mambo-land and not that just walked
Dancing!
One of the greats. Are you captivait
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Why Do Polish Have Big Boobs
L'ether (nouvelle)
visage, ce visage d'ange encadré pair of longs cheveux noirs boucle, ces mains blanches comme la neige, et rendre ce séduisant Regard, cette voix que l'appelait Doucement pair are nom. The déesse des vers le Enfers l'attirait profondeurs de l'Ether. Rapprocha il d'elle, voulant the toucher, mais tout d'un coup the goddess was transformed, long nails on his hands appeared china, pretty curly hair became a thousand and one snake and threatening her face, so gentle, so tender, denvint a satire of any deity exists.
He awoke with a bound, excited, and cleaned the perspiration from his forehead. Stayed in bed, unable to move a muscle, his breathing heavy and fast was the only sound in the room. For him, today was the only sound in the world. Slowly he rose, making a superhuman effort not to collapse back onto the bed and went swimming. A cold sweat was invading her back, her hands, her neck, her cheeks. His legs trembled took him to the bathroom, where he took off his pijamas, opened the tap hot water and went into the shower with the hope of being able to relax a few minutes. But the constant stream of water only accentuated the crux of his chest. He left the bathroom, got dressed, took his breakfast. A terrible anguish enveloped. From a slow and heavy it was walking by his poor floor of the room to the kitchen looking from the corners of hope, courage to do what he requested. The man sighed and left the shelter.
The car was already out. The color red in the morning sun was shining. He looked for a moment, wondering how many people had already used, how many roads she had already traveled, how many souls she had condemned. The car seemed full of life, she awaited patiently the future. With decision opened the door and sat inside. He began to walk and remained stuck his hands at the wheel, eyes fixed on the old building. He hesitated, he wanted to go home and never go out, but he had a job to do. Slowly, he lifted his gaze toward the mirror and discouraged met his reflection: his brown hair rested on her head, her deep black eyes had a very anxious, you could already see the wrinkles on his forehead. "I'm out of here before another shot of hesitation." The car drove
para la long road to the city, it seemed fast and impatient, she wanted to reach his destiny. Sometimes when distraction seized the man, she seemed to ride all alone, until it was moved at a speed dangerous it was once again the power on the machine. He sent down the window, wanting to breathe fresh air for the last time. With the breeze on her face her feelings came to mind, a sense of tranquility, he was in a surreal world, surrounded by strangers who spoke not and would not listen either. Looking at the changing landscape, numerous buildings that sprang autout him, he thought of all life that existed in this world unknown and new to him, all these people watching, that does not Getting to know all those lives that would continue to remember him, never knowing his name.
He arrived at a red light. His mansion was soaked in sweat, he leaned forward to look for a cloth to clean and surprisingly saw an envelope that contained a remarkable amount of money. His heart began to beat so strongly that he almost out of her chest, jump very Loint of his body. His eyes never left the tickets and for a smell of reality suddenly made him aware of his next act. The light changed to green and it accelerated with force. Tires screamed, cutting the silence of the road. While the man was traveling speed towards his destiny, his thoughts were mixed with each other, the familiar faces of his life appeared one after another. He wanted to scream, her eyes unconsciously directed towards the patient based money in the envelope. A wonderful laugh escaped his lips, the sound fills the interior of the car, kicking the feeling of heaviness in the window. He thought of his life, his short life so far, but everything would change. This day would soon like the leaves of autumn, and his life would continue its normal course. He finally arrived at the club, this prestigious place where people of high class met, made the car go faster and found himself in the cold solitude of the garage.
A mother of high society with its beautiful blue eyes and her long blonde hair was trying to remove her three children in the pool. The Three Little did not listen and mother, invaded by a slight anxiety unknown, came and went, without taking his eyes. When they had finally decided to leave, their young voices mingled with each table, every chair, every person enveloped the place. They out, heading toward the garage, the laughter and squeals of small left a deep echo behind. The family arrived at the car, a huge silver-colored car, and moved inside. The lady turned, driving slowly through the maze, she thought the day was coming. Suddenly his eyes looked mechanically through the glass to the left, his eyes met those of a man who was driving a red car. His anxiety intensified interval so suddenly without understanding, she quickly escaped the mysterious look.
man walked through the garage the car, he traveled several times, as if expecting someone or something. Finally, stopping the car on a parking spot, he looked at his face in the mirror, looked at the tickets in the envelope, looked at his watch and his face again. He sat motionless, unknown, sometime. He turned to see the blonde lady silver car out gracefully and not to move rapidly towards the lobby of the building. He could hear the shrill laughter of children. "She will have forgotten something," thought the man. He slowly opened the door of his car, the car that had accompanied him through the ether day. Before going down, he leaned over and took a strong envelope with money. It seemed agitated, shaking each ticket like a worm in a rotten apple. He descended cautiously and let a few seconds hand on the handle listening to the accelerated pace of the mother who returned to his silver monster who locked his kids. Naively he thought how this money he would change his life. All of a sudden abrupt decision he closed the door with the car.
In a split second the mother who would join her young, she saw him appear to hell itself: the red car was born a huge explosion, expelling air anything it encountered. The lady saw the flames traveling at the speed of light to her children, like animals suavages gigantesque ouvrant Gueules countries are monde entier pour engloutir. Les Rires devinrent Hurlements des unites qui formaient Mortelle symphonie, criblant l'ouïe de la femme. Elle s'engouffrait ténèbres dans les de l'Ether écoutant comb à laquelle était dans l'Agonie submerge entier le club.
(With the participation of Valeria Lizano - dos.mil.nueve)
visage, ce visage d'ange encadré pair of longs cheveux noirs boucle, ces mains blanches comme la neige, et rendre ce séduisant Regard, cette voix que l'appelait Doucement pair are nom. The déesse des vers le Enfers l'attirait profondeurs de l'Ether. Rapprocha il d'elle, voulant the toucher, mais tout d'un coup the goddess was transformed, long nails on his hands appeared china, pretty curly hair became a thousand and one snake and threatening her face, so gentle, so tender, denvint a satire of any deity exists.
He awoke with a bound, excited, and cleaned the perspiration from his forehead. Stayed in bed, unable to move a muscle, his breathing heavy and fast was the only sound in the room. For him, today was the only sound in the world. Slowly he rose, making a superhuman effort not to collapse back onto the bed and went swimming. A cold sweat was invading her back, her hands, her neck, her cheeks. His legs trembled took him to the bathroom, where he took off his pijamas, opened the tap hot water and went into the shower with the hope of being able to relax a few minutes. But the constant stream of water only accentuated the crux of his chest. He left the bathroom, got dressed, took his breakfast. A terrible anguish enveloped. From a slow and heavy it was walking by his poor floor of the room to the kitchen looking from the corners of hope, courage to do what he requested. The man sighed and left the shelter.
The car was already out. The color red in the morning sun was shining. He looked for a moment, wondering how many people had already used, how many roads she had already traveled, how many souls she had condemned. The car seemed full of life, she awaited patiently the future. With decision opened the door and sat inside. He began to walk and remained stuck his hands at the wheel, eyes fixed on the old building. He hesitated, he wanted to go home and never go out, but he had a job to do. Slowly, he lifted his gaze toward the mirror and discouraged met his reflection: his brown hair rested on her head, her deep black eyes had a very anxious, you could already see the wrinkles on his forehead. "I'm out of here before another shot of hesitation." The car drove
para la long road to the city, it seemed fast and impatient, she wanted to reach his destiny. Sometimes when distraction seized the man, she seemed to ride all alone, until it was moved at a speed dangerous it was once again the power on the machine. He sent down the window, wanting to breathe fresh air for the last time. With the breeze on her face her feelings came to mind, a sense of tranquility, he was in a surreal world, surrounded by strangers who spoke not and would not listen either. Looking at the changing landscape, numerous buildings that sprang autout him, he thought of all life that existed in this world unknown and new to him, all these people watching, that does not Getting to know all those lives that would continue to remember him, never knowing his name.
He arrived at a red light. His mansion was soaked in sweat, he leaned forward to look for a cloth to clean and surprisingly saw an envelope that contained a remarkable amount of money. His heart began to beat so strongly that he almost out of her chest, jump very Loint of his body. His eyes never left the tickets and for a smell of reality suddenly made him aware of his next act. The light changed to green and it accelerated with force. Tires screamed, cutting the silence of the road. While the man was traveling speed towards his destiny, his thoughts were mixed with each other, the familiar faces of his life appeared one after another. He wanted to scream, her eyes unconsciously directed towards the patient based money in the envelope. A wonderful laugh escaped his lips, the sound fills the interior of the car, kicking the feeling of heaviness in the window. He thought of his life, his short life so far, but everything would change. This day would soon like the leaves of autumn, and his life would continue its normal course. He finally arrived at the club, this prestigious place where people of high class met, made the car go faster and found himself in the cold solitude of the garage.
A mother of high society with its beautiful blue eyes and her long blonde hair was trying to remove her three children in the pool. The Three Little did not listen and mother, invaded by a slight anxiety unknown, came and went, without taking his eyes. When they had finally decided to leave, their young voices mingled with each table, every chair, every person enveloped the place. They out, heading toward the garage, the laughter and squeals of small left a deep echo behind. The family arrived at the car, a huge silver-colored car, and moved inside. The lady turned, driving slowly through the maze, she thought the day was coming. Suddenly his eyes looked mechanically through the glass to the left, his eyes met those of a man who was driving a red car. His anxiety intensified interval so suddenly without understanding, she quickly escaped the mysterious look.
man walked through the garage the car, he traveled several times, as if expecting someone or something. Finally, stopping the car on a parking spot, he looked at his face in the mirror, looked at the tickets in the envelope, looked at his watch and his face again. He sat motionless, unknown, sometime. He turned to see the blonde lady silver car out gracefully and not to move rapidly towards the lobby of the building. He could hear the shrill laughter of children. "She will have forgotten something," thought the man. He slowly opened the door of his car, the car that had accompanied him through the ether day. Before going down, he leaned over and took a strong envelope with money. It seemed agitated, shaking each ticket like a worm in a rotten apple. He descended cautiously and let a few seconds hand on the handle listening to the accelerated pace of the mother who returned to his silver monster who locked his kids. Naively he thought how this money he would change his life. All of a sudden abrupt decision he closed the door with the car.
In a split second the mother who would join her young, she saw him appear to hell itself: the red car was born a huge explosion, expelling air anything it encountered. The lady saw the flames traveling at the speed of light to her children, like animals suavages gigantesque ouvrant Gueules countries are monde entier pour engloutir. Les Rires devinrent Hurlements des unites qui formaient Mortelle symphonie, criblant l'ouïe de la femme. Elle s'engouffrait ténèbres dans les de l'Ether écoutant comb à laquelle était dans l'Agonie submerge entier le club.
(With the participation of Valeria Lizano - dos.mil.nueve)
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Which Country Has The Largest Breast Size
Sonatina later
The princess is sad. What the princess?
Sighs escape from her strawberry mouth
That has lost the laughter has faded
The princess is pale gold in his chair
is mute the sound keyboard password;
and forgotten in a glass collapses a flower. The
Puebla's victory garden peacocks
talkative, the owner says something banal,
And dressed in red, pirouettes the Fool.
The princess did not laugh, the princess feels;
Princess pursues the Eastern sky
Dragonfly vague, vague illusion. Will
perhaps the prince of Golconda or China?
Or in which Argentina has stopped his carriage
To see their eyes light sweetness?
Or the king of fragrant pink chairs?
Or is sovereign in which the clear diamonds?
Or the proud owner of the pearls of Hormuz?
Ay! poor mouth princess wants pink
be a swallow, wants to be butterfly wings have
light fly under heaven,
Go to sun light scale lightning Greet
verses lilies May
O lost in the wind on the thunder Tues
no longer wants the palace, or the wheel of silver, not the hawk
happy, or the jester scarlet
not unanimous swans in the lake of azure. And they are sad
flowers for the flower of the court;
The jasmine in the east, the north Nelumba,
From the west the dahlias and the roses in the south. Poor
princess blue eyes!
is imprisoned in her gold, is imprisoned in her tulle,
marble in the cage the royal palace,
superb guarding the palace guards, guarding
hundred negroes with his hundred halberds,
A hound that never sleeps and a huge dragon. Oh
Hypsipyle who was leaving the cocoon!
(The princess is sad, princess is pale)
Oh beloved vision of gold, pink and ivory!
who flew to the ground where there is a prince!
(The princess is pale, the princess is sad)
brighter than the dawn, more beautiful than April!
- Hush, hush, "said the princess fairy godmother,
In the winged horse, is heading toward us,
The sword in his belt and hand the goshawk
The happy gentleman who loves you without seeing you,
And that comes from afar, the conqueror of death
A fire you lips with his kiss of love! Ruben Dario
The princess is sad. What the princess?
Sighs escape from her strawberry mouth
That has lost the laughter has faded
The princess is pale gold in his chair
is mute the sound keyboard password;
and forgotten in a glass collapses a flower. The
Puebla's victory garden peacocks
talkative, the owner says something banal,
And dressed in red, pirouettes the Fool.
The princess did not laugh, the princess feels;
Princess pursues the Eastern sky
Dragonfly vague, vague illusion. Will
perhaps the prince of Golconda or China?
Or in which Argentina has stopped his carriage
To see their eyes light sweetness?
Or the king of fragrant pink chairs?
Or is sovereign in which the clear diamonds?
Or the proud owner of the pearls of Hormuz?
Ay! poor mouth princess wants pink
be a swallow, wants to be butterfly wings have
light fly under heaven,
Go to sun light scale lightning Greet
verses lilies May
O lost in the wind on the thunder Tues
no longer wants the palace, or the wheel of silver, not the hawk
happy, or the jester scarlet
not unanimous swans in the lake of azure. And they are sad
flowers for the flower of the court;
The jasmine in the east, the north Nelumba,
From the west the dahlias and the roses in the south. Poor
princess blue eyes!
is imprisoned in her gold, is imprisoned in her tulle,
marble in the cage the royal palace,
superb guarding the palace guards, guarding
hundred negroes with his hundred halberds,
A hound that never sleeps and a huge dragon. Oh
Hypsipyle who was leaving the cocoon!
(The princess is sad, princess is pale)
Oh beloved vision of gold, pink and ivory!
who flew to the ground where there is a prince!
(The princess is pale, the princess is sad)
brighter than the dawn, more beautiful than April!
- Hush, hush, "said the princess fairy godmother,
In the winged horse, is heading toward us,
The sword in his belt and hand the goshawk
The happy gentleman who loves you without seeing you,
And that comes from afar, the conqueror of death
A fire you lips with his kiss of love! Ruben Dario
Mount And Blade Wedding Dance Marriage
Love
is a pity you're not with me
When I look at the clock and are the four
And I just think the return and ten minutes and stretch your legs
every afternoon
And I do so with your shoulders to loosen back
And I bend the fingers and coat them lies
is a pity you're not with me
When I look at the clock and it's five
And I'm a handle that calculates interest
two hands or jump over forty
keys or an ear sounds like phone barks
Or a guy who makes them out truths numbers
is a pity you're not
me when I look at the clock and six o'clock. Could surprise
closer And tell me: "What about?" and
I would stay with the red of your lips
you with my carbon blue dye.
M. Benedetti
is a pity you're not with me
When I look at the clock and are the four
And I just think the return and ten minutes and stretch your legs
every afternoon
And I do so with your shoulders to loosen back
And I bend the fingers and coat them lies
is a pity you're not with me
When I look at the clock and it's five
And I'm a handle that calculates interest
two hands or jump over forty
keys or an ear sounds like phone barks
Or a guy who makes them out truths numbers
is a pity you're not
me when I look at the clock and six o'clock. Could surprise
closer And tell me: "What about?" and
I would stay with the red of your lips
you with my carbon blue dye.
M. Benedetti
How Do You Remove Ear Pads From Salomon Helmet
Empachadez
I have my hands full of tangos
Filled Filled Filled
random verses
Full of imprudence
But I have empty hands or voice you
I have soaked hands
Soaked Soaked
color of coffee and cigarettes
But I have seen empty hands
O I have glimpses
hands smeared with bad times
smeared smeared abstractions and missteps
empty hands But I have time or tempo
I have an empty void and fullness and fullness
filling empty timeshare
or loneliness
23/11/2010
I have my hands full of tangos
Filled Filled Filled
random verses
Full of imprudence
But I have empty hands or voice you
I have soaked hands
Soaked Soaked
color of coffee and cigarettes
But I have seen empty hands
O I have glimpses
hands smeared with bad times
smeared smeared abstractions and missteps
empty hands But I have time or tempo
I have an empty void and fullness and fullness
filling empty timeshare
or loneliness
23/11/2010
How Long Can I Survive Secondary Brain Cancer
blablabla One
Rivers and seas shark eel
mundoreves In Heaven
Street
And moons platforms
In
mundoreves
scraps and Bibles available through a verse
In
mundoreves
dreamed flowers and fish and frogs
heavy Pirates win
And
plants Stumbling, I saw sadness
Walking, Jogging
joy I saw, I saw his lights in life Riding
swept
Rivers and seas shark eel
mundoreves In Heaven
Street
And moons platforms
In
mundoreves
scraps and Bibles available through a verse
In
mundoreves
dreamed flowers and fish and frogs
heavy Pirates win
And
plants Stumbling, I saw sadness
Walking, Jogging
joy I saw, I saw his lights in life Riding
swept
Make Frozen Strawberry Daiquiri
The formal
11/23/2010 Who would have expected to love - that informal
pursue them - as formal
While eating lunch first She
slow
And he spoke with both objectivity
suspicious of big issues in two volumes
His smile - the
it was like an omen or a fable
His eyes - of it - took note of how their
eyes - it
But his words - it
not learned of this sweet survey
As always - or almost always
The policy led to the culture
So the attended the theater night
Without touching a nail or a buttonhole
not even a buckle or a sleeve
And as it was quite cold out
And she had no shoes just socks
by poking fingers
A very white and defenseless
It was necessary to get into a nightclub
And since the boy lingered
They both opted for the confidence
Extra dry and ice please
When they reached their home - it was cold
already on his lips - the So it
she - fable and omen
He gave refuge and instant coffee
An hour biography and nostalgia just
Until at last there came a silence
As is known in these cases is brave
that really say something about
He tested - it only remains for me is to sleep
And she tried - why do not you stay
And he - do not tell me twice And she
- well why do not you stay
So he was - in principle without usury
To kiss her cold feet - it's
Then she kissed his lips - the
him at that point and were not so cold
And so on the big issues While
slept the sleep that they did not sleep.
M. Benedetti
11/23/2010 Who would have expected to love - that informal
pursue them - as formal
While eating lunch first She
slow
And he spoke with both objectivity
suspicious of big issues in two volumes
His smile - the
it was like an omen or a fable
His eyes - of it - took note of how their
eyes - it
But his words - it
not learned of this sweet survey
As always - or almost always
The policy led to the culture
So the attended the theater night
Without touching a nail or a buttonhole
not even a buckle or a sleeve
And as it was quite cold out
And she had no shoes just socks
by poking fingers
A very white and defenseless
It was necessary to get into a nightclub
And since the boy lingered
They both opted for the confidence
Extra dry and ice please
When they reached their home - it was cold
already on his lips - the So it
she - fable and omen
He gave refuge and instant coffee
An hour biography and nostalgia just
Until at last there came a silence
As is known in these cases is brave
that really say something about
He tested - it only remains for me is to sleep
And she tried - why do not you stay
And he - do not tell me twice And she
- well why do not you stay
So he was - in principle without usury
To kiss her cold feet - it's
Then she kissed his lips - the
him at that point and were not so cold
And so on the big issues While
slept the sleep that they did not sleep.
M. Benedetti
What Colors Go With Silver
cold and the good, the bad and the worst
There is a good for all
And no good
A good gift
good and he likes a good conversation
A good short words
And a good incentive to sin
A good to say goodbye And good for kissing.
So good in good
little words We lose between laughing and laughing among
Sale verse and verse. Buenos suspended
More good times
But the more the good
closest worst. 04/11/2010
There is a good for all
And no good
A good gift
good and he likes a good conversation
A good short words
And a good incentive to sin
A good to say goodbye And good for kissing.
So good in good
little words We lose between laughing and laughing among
Sale verse and verse. Buenos suspended
More good times
But the more the good
closest worst. 04/11/2010
Gyms Birmingham Small Heath
Bardemalamuerte not fuck
Hey I love you right
Al
And vice versa.
From left to right and top to bottom as well.
But if I give my hand Promise not to release
If I give a silent
not break promises.
So nothing
to do
Or rather
With too much to do and not doing anything
I can say that I love you. 23/10/2010
Hey I love you right
Al
And vice versa.
From left to right and top to bottom as well.
But if I give my hand Promise not to release
If I give a silent
not break promises.
So nothing
to do
Or rather
With too much to do and not doing anything
I can say that I love you. 23/10/2010
Track And Field Records
As the Methuselah birthday
must be to invent
And today decided not to come the postman
I write to anyone in the bar.
whiskey, tequila
Oops, that were also
know what? that no pupil
Bring vodka to finish in to-and-see.
is that my hand does not work
And the pen refuses to write
is when one understands that Dona
wren has been lost in the future.
Being poor, tall, a bit silly and I mean that clueless
I leave the country where
But lady, if you are well protected pawn?
do not know, man, bring me the bill, here smells like hashish.
Problems With Ksc G18c
Pan's Labyrinth steps
11/18/2010 Many, many years, in a faraway country and sad, there was a mountain of black stone and rough. By late afternoon, on top of that mountain every night bloomed a rose that thundered immortality. However, no one dared to approach her as their numerous thorns were poisoned. Among men only spoke of the fear of death and pain but never promise of immortality. And every evening the rose wilted unable to give their gifts to person whatsoever. Forgotten and lost on top of that mountain of cold stone, until the end of time. Princess Moana
They say that a long, long time in the underground kingdom where there is no lies or pain, there lived a princess who dreamed of the human world. I dreamed of blue skies, gentle breezes and bright sun. One day, circumventing any surveillance, the princess escaped. Once outside, the sun blinded her and erased her memory of the past is any indication. The princess forgot who he was, whence he came, his body suffered cold, sickness and pain, and died over the years. However, his father, the king, knew that the soul of the princess would return, perhaps in another body, in another time and another place. And he would wait until his last breath, until the world stopped turning.
11/18/2010 Many, many years, in a faraway country and sad, there was a mountain of black stone and rough. By late afternoon, on top of that mountain every night bloomed a rose that thundered immortality. However, no one dared to approach her as their numerous thorns were poisoned. Among men only spoke of the fear of death and pain but never promise of immortality. And every evening the rose wilted unable to give their gifts to person whatsoever. Forgotten and lost on top of that mountain of cold stone, until the end of time. Princess Moana
They say that a long, long time in the underground kingdom where there is no lies or pain, there lived a princess who dreamed of the human world. I dreamed of blue skies, gentle breezes and bright sun. One day, circumventing any surveillance, the princess escaped. Once outside, the sun blinded her and erased her memory of the past is any indication. The princess forgot who he was, whence he came, his body suffered cold, sickness and pain, and died over the years. However, his father, the king, knew that the soul of the princess would return, perhaps in another body, in another time and another place. And he would wait until his last breath, until the world stopped turning.
Stomoch Pain During 6 To 7 Weeks Of Pregnency
Sobran dream of you I stopped
In the deserted street value of patent leather shoes
bitterness abound strawberries and melons
alcohol and kisses.
A
One thing I love my
One thing that is our
a something that is empty.
are days without neon lights caramel
Without laughter
No cardboard boxes
It looks ice.
cursed and lonely City
Go to reflect you in the lake in the world
not look at me with anger
pupils drown in
aimlessly Run, desgástate
I will be in the same season
hand sitting in a crater
Waiting in the same position.
I never want to that day I do not want another evening
not want to see your face girl I do not want
añorarte ever again.
Turn around back
Dame Reaches
Upload a step I'm still in the crater at the edge of the world
Waiting for a miracle in your absence.
weed never dies And you are not You
In the event you die. 08/02/2009
In the deserted street value of patent leather shoes
bitterness abound strawberries and melons
alcohol and kisses.
A
One thing I love my
One thing that is our
a something that is empty.
are days without neon lights caramel
Without laughter
No cardboard boxes
It looks ice.
cursed and lonely City
Go to reflect you in the lake in the world
not look at me with anger
pupils drown in
aimlessly Run, desgástate
I will be in the same season
hand sitting in a crater
Waiting in the same position.
I never want to that day I do not want another evening
not want to see your face girl I do not want
añorarte ever again.
Turn around back
Dame Reaches
Upload a step I'm still in the crater at the edge of the world
Waiting for a miracle in your absence.
weed never dies And you are not You
In the event you die. 08/02/2009
Cost To Install Surround Sound
So I gave up dream about you no more. Morning came
sure of herself. I left
of
dream about you and people stop breathing when they die. Perhaps
left may be thought
left to remember. I stopped
dream you're no longer living in that draft.
You're not as before.
dream of you I stopped and said no more. The carousel dream
He spent batteries.
dream of you I stopped and let the leaves fall in winter.
dream of you I stopped and life went on, and when people are living. 12/25/2009
Cause For Aching Arms
hypochondriac On
The day was full of minute silences
uncertain Looks sick with smiles
E suffering from tuberculosis
tiny words that meant the world.
This was followed a few hours. Quickly
the sun continued its ascent
And she came, invited by a head
A twisted mind
Where thorns vines often live.
became sick time
dying And in his death bed confessed
Sun:
"Sometimes you have to get away
Thorns ultimately have little value" 20/01/2010
The day was full of minute silences
uncertain Looks sick with smiles
E suffering from tuberculosis
tiny words that meant the world.
This was followed a few hours. Quickly
the sun continued its ascent
And she came, invited by a head
A twisted mind
Where thorns vines often live.
became sick time
dying And in his death bed confessed
Sun:
"Sometimes you have to get away
Thorns ultimately have little value" 20/01/2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Cabin Decor Wholesale
I do ... Je voudrais
| The network string of fate, Also Referred to as the thread of destiny network, network thread of fate, and Other variants, is an East Asian belief originating from Chinese legend and is also used in Japanese legend. According to this myth, the gods tie an invisible red string around the ankles of men and women who are destined to be soul mates and will one day marry each other. The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers , regardless of time , place or circumstances . This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break. May the humans try to break, what the gods tied... |
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
What Do The Colorful Elastic Bracelets Mean
| I sent a message at 1 am, but not received, or perhaps they did and do not remember ... "_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ love _ _ _ _ , _ never _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ my _ ..... |
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Roulette Statistics Calculator
Yesterday ..
| We were chatting online and suddenly you came home You fell, you were very into my room and I knew that you were not leavin we kiss, for few minutes you took the clothes you wore comfortable N'Diaye, lowered my father and said you were going to be. said: ah, okay, but wondered who you were. could not be happier and prepared the bed, and sat there in your underwear, playing a bit of your body while I kissed to check that your car was good, I thought it strange that you brought the tracker, but I did not give importance .. started talking on the phone while with signs, I asked you to pass a red suitcase. She weighed almost nothing, I figured I had your clothes tomorrow. When I opened the closing took from me. hand got involved and took out a cut miniature heart and gave it to me. I took it in my hand on my palm I saw it at him and I said to me these giving your heart? woke at 4 am, spending all this in 2 hours. was so not dreaming or living something so real. I went to sleep ... Again, we talked for hours, not seen you at first, but then I think you were by my side. woke And now I'm awake, and I still want to be asleep. |
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Western Bridal Shower Sayings
You are my Eternal Sunshine .. The blue moon
| 1 minute I saw by chance ... just a minute ... to wait a little more ... |
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Moonraker Beam Antenna
eleven draw ... Feeling
| historical farewell And I wrote: Happiness ... happiness was you ... search for your own happiness .. I'm sure 'll find it ... |
Saturday, November 6, 2010
How Soft Is A Gold Watch
not know what the flowers are weeping, the flowers in the cemetery
know they're not weeping flowers, wild flowers
holy
That when the wind moves llorona, seem to be crying
That when the wind moves llorona, it seems they are crying
alas llorona, llorona you're my chunca
alas llorona, llorona you're my
chunca
llorona me out of love but never forget to love
llorona I removed but never forget
A weeping Christ of iron I told her my troubles
A weeping Christ of iron I told her my troubles
What
my troubles would not be whining that the holy Christ wept
Which my sorrows would not be whining that the holy Christ wept
alas llorona, llorona a lily field
alas llorona, llorona a lily field
The love that knows no whining does not know what is martyrdom
The love that knows no whining does not know what is martyrdom
Two kisses I've been in weepy soul that do not depart from me
Two kisses llorona carry in my soul that do not depart from me
The last of my mother weeping and the first one I gave you
The last of my mother weeping and the first I gave you
alas llorona, llorona take me to the river
alas llorona, llorona
take me to the river overflowed
Cover me with your whining that I freeze
Cover me with your shawl crybaby that I freeze
Monday, November 1, 2010
My Pony Is Sore Footed What Can I Do
That all we have to Robsessed Inside ...
But R & K keep us healthy ... ;)
PS. I do not support smoking but have to accept it ... Is not anyone on the planet that looks sexier than Robert Pattinson smoke
But R & K keep us healthy ... ;)
PS. I do not support smoking but have to accept it ... Is not anyone on the planet that looks sexier than Robert Pattinson smoke
Sunday, October 24, 2010
What Lvl Do Shamans Get Spirit Wolf
're a fan of Robert & Kristen if ... (Part 1) RANDOM
're a fan of Rob & Kris If ....
1. Once a month you see in your twitter timeline anyone surprised that Kristen was a model of GAP
2. Were you shocked to realize that Kristen was GAP model.
3. Logged in shock when you knew that Rob was going to do a photo session with nude models and among them were not Kristen.
4. Rob and Kristen's dream to make a nude photo shoot.
5. Dream that Rob and Kristen do nude scenes of dawn.
6. Rob just dream about naked.
7. You've seen a million times the video of the photo session for Vanity Fair about an hour
8. despite having seen the video of 45 minutes of the session of VF fans love watching videos-Made only in this session.
9. You know exactly the term PDA, PR, Hyenas, Fan Made,
10. People follow their twitter names relate to a body part Rob & Kristen.
11. You feel bad every time you want the iPod is stolen Kristen to see his picture with Jella and 'delicious you know is Handsome Rob.
12. The first time you thought in Robsten was after watching his interview with MTV on the set of Twilight.
13. Still can not believe that Kristen has put her finger to her mouth to Rob in that interview.
14. Return the video Kristen whenever he puts his finger to his mouth to Rob.
15. Katherine Hardwicke think left over in the DVD audio commentary Twilight.
16. Waiting every morning the new post of @ RoseSee
17. MA think trying to copy the look on Rob. ;)
18. Believe that Reed was trying to copy the Look for Kristen (Here there;))
19. Think MA and Reed make nice couple.
20. Katherine expect even shows us the audition tape of R & K
21. You know despair R & K are not together
22. R & K want to be together so you can not even see them.
23. You know who Ted Casablanca and LineyGossip.
24. Have you ever loved Ted Casablanca.
25. LineyGossip've always hated.
26. You love the "Bichface" postea @ Kstewartnews daily.
27. You're always looking for information from some "insider"
28. You can not help looking at the new pictures coming out of Kristen necklace, black bracelet and the ring.
29. You love the 'bubble' Robsten.
30. I feel sorry for every time Tay coupled to three interviews.
31. love when Kristen & Rob ignore Tay to be in his bubble.
32. Do you think Rob clothes Kristen is best viewed in any other dress.
34. Do read the tweets of @ CalliopeBlabs
35. # # ParanoidRob love BritPackMum StalkerStew # # # NaughtyEasterRob
DomesticStew 36. Did you hear everyone talk about MOTU
37. You read or you wished someone translate Motu
38. I recall cost the meadow scene in Eclipse that were "Bella" & "Edward" ... NO Robsten ...
39. After seeing the scene Meadow in Eclipse you have a great idea such as R & K in the privacy ...
40. Still harass @ HarperBaazar to publish the video BST for the photo shoot of R & K
41. Commemorates the May 2 since that day out photos of R & k concert in Sam
42. Commemorate the 15th August when the photos came out R & K in the King of Leons concert
43. Twitter thought you would explode the day they left the pictures of "holding hands" in Paris.
44. You agreed with Kristen that Rob is a bad liar when asked about their relationship on Oprah
45. Although you realize that Kristen admit it or not is not very good lying ...
46. You check this theory every time you see them dodging questions about his relationship ...
47. Do you think there is nothing more adorable than Rob knocking on doors on Oprah.
48. Never envy a Elephante thought until I was told about Rosie / tai and his relationship with Rob on the set of WFT
49. Envy never thought a cat until you knew that Max / Jella shares the bed with Kristen ... (And probably Rob)
50. You understand perfectly what it means WFE, TR, WTTR, BA, NM, OTR, BD ...
OK I wrote this on a night that comes to my house late night and alcohol was very present in my head ... So Mock all you want. Are the first 50. I have 20 more but the idea is to reach 100 (or more). feel free to add more if it happens ... would be helpful to post the second post as soon as possible. ☮
3. Logged in shock when you knew that Rob was going to do a photo session with nude models and among them were not Kristen.
4. Rob and Kristen's dream to make a nude photo shoot.
5. Dream that Rob and Kristen do nude scenes of dawn.
6. Rob just dream about naked.
7. You've seen a million times the video of the photo session for Vanity Fair about an hour
8. despite having seen the video of 45 minutes of the session of VF fans love watching videos-Made only in this session.
9. You know exactly the term PDA, PR, Hyenas, Fan Made,
10. People follow their twitter names relate to a body part Rob & Kristen.
11. You feel bad every time you want the iPod is stolen Kristen to see his picture with Jella and 'delicious you know is Handsome Rob.
12. The first time you thought in Robsten was after watching his interview with MTV on the set of Twilight.
13. Still can not believe that Kristen has put her finger to her mouth to Rob in that interview.
14. Return the video Kristen whenever he puts his finger to his mouth to Rob.
15. Katherine Hardwicke think left over in the DVD audio commentary Twilight.
16. Waiting every morning the new post of @ RoseSee
17. MA think trying to copy the look on Rob. ;)
18. Believe that Reed was trying to copy the Look for Kristen (Here there;))
19. Think MA and Reed make nice couple.
20. Katherine expect even shows us the audition tape of R & K
21. You know despair R & K are not together
22. R & K want to be together so you can not even see them.
23. You know who Ted Casablanca and LineyGossip.
24. Have you ever loved Ted Casablanca.
25. LineyGossip've always hated.
26. You love the "Bichface" postea @ Kstewartnews daily.
27. You're always looking for information from some "insider"
28. You can not help looking at the new pictures coming out of Kristen necklace, black bracelet and the ring.
29. You love the 'bubble' Robsten.
30. I feel sorry for every time Tay coupled to three interviews.
31. love when Kristen & Rob ignore Tay to be in his bubble.
32. Do you think Rob clothes Kristen is best viewed in any other dress.
34. Do read the tweets of @ CalliopeBlabs
35. # # ParanoidRob love BritPackMum StalkerStew # # # NaughtyEasterRob
DomesticStew 36. Did you hear everyone talk about MOTU
37. You read or you wished someone translate Motu
38. I recall cost the meadow scene in Eclipse that were "Bella" & "Edward" ... NO Robsten ...
39. After seeing the scene Meadow in Eclipse you have a great idea such as R & K in the privacy ...
40. Still harass @ HarperBaazar to publish the video BST for the photo shoot of R & K
41. Commemorates the May 2 since that day out photos of R & k concert in Sam
42. Commemorate the 15th August when the photos came out R & K in the King of Leons concert
43. Twitter thought you would explode the day they left the pictures of "holding hands" in Paris.
44. You agreed with Kristen that Rob is a bad liar when asked about their relationship on Oprah
45. Although you realize that Kristen admit it or not is not very good lying ...
46. You check this theory every time you see them dodging questions about his relationship ...
47. Do you think there is nothing more adorable than Rob knocking on doors on Oprah.
48. Never envy a Elephante thought until I was told about Rosie / tai and his relationship with Rob on the set of WFT
49. Envy never thought a cat until you knew that Max / Jella shares the bed with Kristen ... (And probably Rob)
50. You understand perfectly what it means WFE, TR, WTTR, BA, NM, OTR, BD ...
OK I wrote this on a night that comes to my house late night and alcohol was very present in my head ... So Mock all you want. Are the first 50. I have 20 more but the idea is to reach 100 (or more). feel free to add more if it happens ... would be helpful to post the second post as soon as possible. ☮
Lindsey Dawn Mackenzie
Yes, this is the first post of my blog.
No, not going to be a news blog.
Yeah, yeah, I'll post some 'news' of R / K in which I want to express my opinion about it or want to share that concidero interesting.
And No, It has nothing to do with Robsten Latino. This is personal.
This is Random Post that has a lot of Icons & Banners - mostly, Kristen that lately it seems my 'obsession' (healthy) for it is rising - and some of Gossip Girl that I WANT ... is personal (Remember?))
The great thing is not ... But in the end. The practice makes perfect ... let's see if they improve with time .... Kristen & Robsten
More Coming Soon
Gossip Girl
No, not going to be a news blog.
Yeah, yeah, I'll post some 'news' of R / K in which I want to express my opinion about it or want to share that concidero interesting.
And No, It has nothing to do with Robsten Latino. This is personal.
This is Random Post that has a lot of Icons & Banners - mostly, Kristen that lately it seems my 'obsession' (healthy) for it is rising - and some of Gossip Girl that I WANT ... is personal (Remember?))
The great thing is not ... But in the end. The practice makes perfect ... let's see if they improve with time .... Kristen & Robsten
More Coming Soon
Gossip Girl
Saturday, October 23, 2010
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