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"I wonder 'cause I'm so'. Maybe I fell too many times by small chair! "
" Do not tell me you do not know how many times I fell from the tricycle in the driveway .. damn step .. "Damn

step and that damn gate

In age 'is not known, beautiful child moved in its backyard with the his bike latest model. I like to think of her mother's silk dress that looks a soap opera, right in the living room decorated in Art Nouveau style. Meanwhile, he shoots in the yard full of gravel, with bloodhounds behind a herd of English. Perhaps he was dressed like Little Lord Fauntleroy.

I like to think so '. Then all of a sudden puts a little hole in the wheel and scatafascia against the gate of his little house. Ah yes'. Tumbling falls and hits a crazy craniates against the step of the iron gate of the house tuuuttta Nouveau. The gate tuuuttto Nouveau. Suddenly tuuutttto his brain is still growing, suffers a trauma. Mixes naturally tuuuuutttttto. He gets up and want to cry, but not crying. Beat a dog slopes. The father smiles from the veranda. The mother raises the volume of soap opera. The child begins to teach the dogs to the murder of his brother.

the point.

Every time that comes close to a magnet but 'it seems that things will improve, opens his eyes and smiled joyfully. I think a piece of the gate is stuck in the skull during the blow. Or maybe somewhere else.

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Speaking of women and men.

Ellis: "Find them you have to Leobardo more 'chances'..."
Demon: "It is' the last time you saw how many I have brought at home. "
Ellis:" It's better than the lame ... "
Devil:" I doubt it. "
Ellis:" Please ... "
Devil" ... What do you want me to regain faith?? "
Ellis: "I do not like what they'..."
Demon:" Did you see that thing on our site ... bla .. blah blah ... .. "End

Faith?

's newfound faith.

Or this of Faith.

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Every day at 16:18 a look of perpetual sunshine blinded me through the office windows, even when it 'cloud. This is' a law of survival. And after I survived the evening of Monday, 'I want to invent a love story ended well. Not going to happen 'never.

Me .. Quentin ... Marco ... and ... Uma.

Once upon a time in Ticino near Pavia lived a single mother with two children abandoned by her husband, her name was Uma. Thurman. Shared the tiny apartment with his friend, marriage registration, the Quentin Taratola. Quentin for my friends. Tarantino for others. The two were always broke, loveless and unhappy. One day in early spring, while the two were going to the tattered second-hand market to buy rags of the poor third-hand at the traffic lights Uma was hit by a shimmering red shiny convertible. The driver Marco, fully dressed in Dolce Gabbana, Gabbana with chunks in baggage door, got out and ran to see what had happened. When he saw the girl on the sidewalk undone, its eyes filled with tears. It was beautiful. The port 'to the hospital and while his friend Quentin wanted to report it, Marco tried to convince him not to do it,' cause he did it to spare the corpse Gabbana car. Cosi 'name' Alice, Ellis, that 'I am the narrator, I was momentarily at a funeral disguised as a priest. I was going to blow me, after my 50th attempt at suicide, was officially entered in a terrorist group called "No there is 'nothing' is 'Allah'. I arrived breathless and always dressed as a priest while Quentin shouted and screamed in his face with Mark, I in my class bishop enters the scene. Quentin allergic to priests stopped immediately pull down 'Madonna and calmed down'. We entered all three in the hospital and I went to the bathroom in the toilet of the men (of course). By 'Quentin also close to me and began to pee'. Of course, nobody here and 'fool, I began to watch him unbuttoned his pants. At that after a couple of heavy slamming of a slut Madonna lashes enunciai nothing short of blasphemous. He turned around 'with a face like a corpse, a priest who' was there, but not gay and wanted to call security. At that, as the only way out, I tore his beard, glasses, clothes, bombs to blow up and hugged him telling me that I was just a girl with many problems, not a priest, much less a gay man. He looks at me 'eyes and kiss me' with an unprecedented passion for 55 minutes. Uma while she woke up completely broken from head to toe. Mark was at his bedside intent on massaging her foot. They looked into her eyes and I thank him, 'but he did not remember anything. Mark shot 'out of 100 red roses to magic and outline' the bed, praising her beauty very nicely. Meanwhile, Quentin and I entered, he dressed as a priest I by Quentin with a camera. And so 'all born and lived happily stoned cocaine, from morning to evening.

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Me and the discotheques

on Monday 'evening in a dance hall with a high power spot ... addescamento stagnated in the 70's presumptuous. Where the bartenders are moving fast and dart with their pants blacks and white shirt more strictly 'absolutely funky mustache. Where the ladies smoke their cigarettes carelessly Diana Ross. Where in the courtship dates back to the passing of the ages anthropomorphic "You're very pretty" and then fall into the "I'm sorry you're here with someone? Can I talk? "Well you '... I was with someone. That someone marched in black suit, light brown hair and smile solitissimo to Vanity Fair. He drank the terrible Gin Lemon in the kitchen almost tumbler. I followed him close behind. In the space of single addescata I was so very romantic, a boy 20 year old cute, but lame. We were in the smoking lounge. After about half an hour as far as my companion ordinance Scazzi lift my Chiappini and follow him. Speaking, His sweetness' libertine also noted the move of having given the lame my phone number. Then he set out his opinion: it would cripple me. And above all, 'cause I gave him my phone number? Mica to laugh ... I can make you understand that you are the only thing beautiful that I did not. Mica I can make out that I unwholesome result in a nightclub on Monday 'evening getting drunk, just to be with you. That Sunday I was waiting in your home and dying from sleep. Mica I can tell you again, like yesterday, which I adore. Or you're bellizzimo. And I see you for twenty years of my life, you drain the videos on youtube bored to death, you are welcome to make you happy. What I'd be with you forever. Well ... you are the person who waited for 24 years now. NRD
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E 'for almost a month since I write. You say: "We do what do we care? So you do not read anyone and if someone reads and 'by chance ... you'll see that there will be back' never again 'on your fucking blog." Well ... this I know. Maybe it 's also why I have not written more than' nothing ... the other reason even more 'unpleasant and' now is a busy woman.
is 'Strive A. After the fun of fixed-term contract' company 'and I ended up sbavucchiato that limit, they are officially became an accountant / secretary / bored and hysterical. My employer, satisfied with the beautiful belly full, I was enrolled in a course at the British to learn fluent English. Of course. The first lesson, and 'fall Thursday' last year. My teacher in an eerily similar to Anais Nin and talk to an Englishwoman hoarse throat cut like a Puerto Rican, another herd of Puerto Ricans infoiati.




After ten minutes I wanted to die with two fingers into the electrical outlet. Beat the 2 hours I was so 'happy that I ran to get drunk at the Cotton. My companion and tired hair, told me the beans of a friend of mine who does not miss fucking her to die, converses, but troublesome in courting. All text messages minute by minute. And my constant calls, noting the boy, who are the least appropriate person to give advice ... did not lead to anything. Friday 's even worse. Do not talk about Saturday. But I came to a salient point. Datto that now I am a busy woman on my shoulders and gravity of a company and its future course, I have to select very precisely the man who will be able to 'ensure a good life for my babies. Now that I'm a busy woman, just a romantic last minute solutions, drinking and troublesome poem from peanuts. I want to calculate, even accounting for all my life. Preferential aspects of the subject: handsome, nice and karismatico. Physical dry, high 1.80, graying hair and dark eyes that look like night in with sweetness (nrd sometimes has the look of the cake is about not pity ') very attractive and interesting, loves beauty, elegance in any form. Generous, comprehensive and very balanced. Nice inside and out. Conquers everything 'and that' gentleness and femininity '. A man who can engage in a passionate love story. Listen to beautiful music, classical, jazz, blues, she loves going to the theater and concerts, but most travel. Would live an unforgettable vacation in the Caribbean island.
In short, rich bitch, who claims to be a great chiavatore but no, good-looking, with the strange passion for beekeeping and vanilla ice cream. This
but 'does not say if anyone no if the catcher. And then ...

so I want a house ', surrounded by Mondondone not care if my hubby is sweet fucks the minors and see smut on youtube, I'll be' at home with my gardener Phil, but it will not 'to have sex with him,' cause I still love my husband and not well. Tell him 'my life over to the mountain ... and become friends.

Sparrow 'my sleepless nights to drink hot milk and vodka, watching the stars and remember when I was twenty. Pero 'avro' of money, a lot of money and the glory of an apparent perfect life. We'll go on holiday together. He hates 'to death all my friends and Chiaveri' behind me my friends. I do not know 'anything: I'll live' with an ancestral doubt, when you feel like that is going to a war or an epidemic of cholera. And tell 'everyone that I love, love, amoooo! It will run 'with the wedding ring in white gold, designer clothes from head to toe, constantly sedated, but with an enviable skin. And all for not disappoint me look in silence, shaking his head without being seen and will remember years ago when I was the idealist dickhead. We eat fish on nerves with my parents. On the walk on the beach my mother look at me ' smiling, and then tell me that this man is' like manna from heaven. I look at 'my mother and my mother will look' me a second too long. Behind us the sea will remain 'property.

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