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How many times ...? How many times a person has to apologize? But not with others but to herself. How many times must betray. Many times not lie. How many?

not exist in my vocabulary the word repentance, not needed. Now, finally, is already included. 5 months ago I put aside, so treacherous, the person who mattered most to me why I did? So long - not really so much, that I do not remember. If I remember, but now it seems to me sufficient reason was not. Or do you? Was it?

"I can still say that you want? Or am I just drunk a wave of melancholy sad? Sad melancholy that redundancy, melancholy and sad, why delve further?

Perhaps only be melancholy ... But I feel that I love him as much as six months ago what an idiot I no?

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No title, simply because I can put it full of melancholy

How often ...? How many times a person has to apologize? But not with others but to herself. How many times must betray. Many times not lie. How many?

not exist in my vocabulary the word repentance, not needed. Now, finally, is already included. 5 months ago I put aside, so treacherous, the person who mattered most to me why I did? So long - not really so much, that I do not remember. If I remember, but now it seems to me sufficient reason was not. Or do you? Was it?

"I can still say that you want? Or am I just drunk a wave of melancholy sad? Sad melancholy that redundancy, melancholy and sad, why delve further?

may just be melancholy ... But I feel that I love him as much as six months ago what fool me, no?

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Thanks

Well, it's time to get nostalgic, to thank many people.

Thanks to Lorena for putting up "over the past 7 years? Grcia for the laughter, the tears and listen for hours ... Simply, thanks.

Thanks to Sergio , for ... well just for being as it is with his follies, his programming ... Thanks for putting up with my continuing folly. I love you.

With Irene, for being is to be like me ... Because she, for listening, for helping me, and because if one day I will have to campion. Thank you for forgiving and apologize, thanks for this short friendship. That special that will last much much much much ... XD

With Ayrton , for being there with my head locked, for trusting me, for getting me the smiles, for forgiving me when I screwed up , for being you, for accepting me as I am, and help me, thanks is not the word, but no more ^ ^ You see (K)

With Juan Carlos , to trust me, for helping me, for calling me stupid, to compare with Ema, finally, for being you. Because you know it or not you become someone special in my life, someone you trust and know that if one day I have to mourn could call.

Thanks to Javi , despite all the fights, tears, despite the wait ... Yet you, because you got to trust you because you got to open up, because you did come back to trust people I do not know if that's good or bad, I will know how many stabbings until you close me, but doubt, thanks for making us feel something again.

Gracias a Ana , porque bueno, quizás no ha sido la mejor persona que haya pasado por mi vida, pero sin ella no habría conocido a Ire, o si. Nunca lo sabremos ya.

 

 

Ciertamente me he dado cuenta de que las personas que llevan más tiempo en mi vida tienen menos escrito. No es por que las quiera menos, es porque ellas ya saben realmente lo que siento, así que ¿para qué malgastar palabras?

 

Bss amorosos.  

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Two issues, two issues.

Como adolescente que soy a veces me encuentro thinking foolishly in love in my life, in this week and in the last two minutes. Overwhelming feelings and how many are at this stage of our life. We like one, we like another, and a third, why not? But the question is, what we really like? Will you ignore it? The one who sleeps with a well-known? Or do you have a boyfriend? Do you like because they are impossible? Probably.

Again, the ongoing human drama. In each stage is different. In adolescence the wake-up call to people of the opposite sex. Are you better sleep with more people? Why have the longest relationship? Why being unfaithful? Where are the limits? Freedom begins where the other guy, of course, but a relationship is that? Invade another person's space, ie, merge with your time with it?

Maybe I'm too extreme. I'll leave this topic. I get bored at the moment.

steamy texts, delight in clothes and movements .... What are these ethnic groups but all dark? "Goths, emos, heavys? Dark clothes, leftist extremist thoughts and tendency to cuts and sadism in general. "Youth Fashion? Call attention? Problems psychological? all together?

What do you think?

Good night ^ ^

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This entry is not dedicated to anyone, or if. It's easy to assume defeat when you're tired, and when you're pissed you're too dazed to give up. As humans change, is curious. After two months and we are not the mimas people, or two weeks, not even two minutes, something that can happen to rethink everything we do from the beginning.

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this last paragraph that I writing and the nature of those who criticized a few months ago. Just write well because they need to be filled with cryptic words to believe that they are full. Is it so? Do I do so? Or do it for the pleasure of it, Think about it. There are billions of circulating blog, but there are millions of people who have never touched a computer. The pleasure of feeling superior is another human mechanisms. A person may use to another just to know that is over a third.

Now that I move through raperiles sectors, of which many are afraid, I can say that if I thought I had found the king of subtlety, the God par excellence handling was wrong. And how! I had never seen so much falsehood between supposed friends, so many smiles to so many girls middle and left to get laid to get X. "Fun? Yes, for those who consider handling an art, I do, but this exceeds even my barrier, appears or not, I have first, and this is beyond me.

I see the kettle and back again to my mind the ongoing human drama of suffering. We like to suffer, we need to feel alive. So many people believe and say so many others. Is it so? I have my own opinion but I do not get wet. It is not cowardice, but because it might provoke an even longer debate with myself. Someday delve into it. Maybe tomorrow.

Good Night, and not bad for a nap, which is always comforting.

PD The concert now it has locked me -.- 'match the hours and all, but it was a dream I had yesterday -.-' At times like this I fear.

PD 2 This post has no rhyme or reason, but hey, they are just ideas that came to my head. Clementine

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This young picture without having knowledge of this matter, not professional. I have served as a model on two occasions.

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This young man did not know her, but is friends with the other, it has pictures of her. I really liked mcuh, especially his songwriting. It also has some drawings.

"Perfume, why? Apesataremos in the tomb as" oO

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amateur photography on the story The concert story of loneliness

msn girl told me this story may be confused with the night of kings, indeed, there was a concert I went, Rubik's Cube (Flowtista, VK9, Margolish and Rendel) and The Front (Dual, Master and DJ do not know what it is called), they acted more groups but only went to see them to them, after talking to this girl I reread the historria while dining and, indeed, seems dangerously that day, but no. My dream was the other group, and went to see other people. Pop, if anyone needs clarification hahaha.

Well, I raised all possible whispers about this Ralat I retire, maybe tomorrow comes with a recommended model, which, speaking of the Cube, I'll put the link to download.

Greetings, asteroids, not steroids. PD


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Six-Flowtista

(A) Sleeping with the smell of spent cans of oil,
between books as old as anger or pain. Live
only lives, and not to different life,
filled with ink or paint, curved lines without color.
You'd think even he knows what you expect, dusty curtains
can not see what is outside,
long ago that the sidewalk is not a victim of its steps
or announcement of delays that watch. Wait
be inspired, hopefully
or death, to visit his home and not breathing.

(Two) She gets up, the clock says so,
a glass of water to quench his throat, and feels his blanket
... He still has not come off the phone
... The wild dream ...
has come, undress, lie down, for him it does not exist
He gets back and she sad
Answer? no wait, do you remember when you saw him
and when you meet him?, you were jealous of a star,
but she is not beautiful, for him, unfaithful, her maid
waiting in the bed of another woman.

(Three) The gesture is thoughtful, roams every square,
every park, every street, every door, every sidewalk,
The not control the search and
abruptly flies in the face for trying to find what's left .
His legs tremble, need help,
screams in silence, no one listens. Caress
an alliance and nostalgia is its heartbeat
and in the days that remain are spending all forgotten, forgotten
concentrated glass, whimpering, crying
that hit a photo album

Six stories of loneliness, six empty chairs.
Today I want to meet, six nights without days.
Today I tell you, quench your sadness,
so cold tonight six stories of loneliness

(Four) Sunrise, one more day in this happy family,
the successes of my children and my wife is jealous, I have money
a flood, flows
possessions and property, obsessions and passions, though
noticed, I have something broken inside of me, I've become
another, I do not want to pursue.
My children have moved out, my wife tells me,
the other people tremble to speak to me.
I do not care if this is not pass my cold,
trust more in my property, I Pa'que not go wrong.

(Five) Baby you're a kid, I just did the test. Happy
we in this house three
is not you glad? Why? I do not understand
if just two seconds ago you were me smiling. There
who support me, you never said that you care, but you
I do, tell me to do, you want to abort?
Where you going?, Do not go I beg you
want to know where you are, no I can not see that one
this is not a game ... Today I decided
than any other home will be best for this child.

(Six) I just signed the sheet that gives my death,
just spent the last hour to see you, I just noticed
cold, madness, the despair,
the soil to see the death of my fate.
is you and only you know it's true,
I have not lied in my words, I told the truth.
But believe me, I'm just, like others, thinks
love will always be an us.
And do not forget, that memory is when company
dine tonight with that empty chair

Six tales of loneliness, six empty chairs. Today I find
six day nights.
Today I tell you, quench your sadness,
so cold tonight six stories of loneliness

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MY GOD THAT TeMazo XD For that, I'm sad ... 14.30

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5-01. My little cousins come, I wake up. Bad mood. With eyes still closed I blindly to the bathroom, do not turn on the light, you do not. Twenty minutes of perfection under the water, twenty minutes to get away from the day I expected. Leaving disheveled, but dressed, I expected my mother in the kitchen putting "Do you feel pretty? You know what time is it? "What an absurd question, of course you know what time it is, do not you see I just dwarfs up? "Yes, Mom, not my fault not to have a clock in his head to wake me" and walks quickly to the salon where I expected the food cold. My cousins are in a hurry, the show can not wait. I do not really dressed for a show but then I have a curious concert that I have wanted to go.

21.00

did not expect, my cousins have dragged me all over the show, pacing to another, running would be more correct. Exhausted and after I leave them on the subway home, of course, before crowded kings, what did you expect? Heat, oppressive heat, air conditioning is not there? There is, but do not let pass too many bodies. After forty-six minutes and I go thirty-six seconds. Finally. But, surprise, Irene is not. Called "I'm amused, because I get" I'm sorry, exasperated, has not been a good day, I'm sticky, sad and not wanting to go to any concert, but I will, because I want to see him although he did not know is there, because I am a silly teenager, and Carlos would say "You are representing your role grupee "But grupee only wants to sleep with the singer right? I mean, he wants a relationship or anything like that, does it? After half an hour of waiting out subway Irene and her boyfriend, strange name, do not know if I can not remember or simply I have no desire to look in my mind.

22.30 "I can not go with you to the teahouse, the concert begins at once" "Well, we accompany you" sad day when I said that the concert started at eleven, eleven and room, eleven-thirty, quarter to twelve ... Miracle! Entered. Not even ask me the age, miniskirt, boots and shirt black, never have asked me today either. I look back leaving my colleagues on the street, that I will go, they kiss with momentum, with the desire of those who are not going to see in a long time, and certainly this will happen, he leaves the rest of the course. Activity, not dark, it looks good, I see, there are, they will also participate in the concert, is one of the reasons why I went, but, admittedly, not the most important. Or ask one of the guys that I submit them, and worse, it does. Funny, I flushed and looking down, I could not utter a word, the coward to me a guy, that I do not see often why now? "Hello" "Hello" "Hello" Hello "Hello" "Hello" Three in total, but I'm well on the first, by his voice, a deep voice, is ... Like it or not, will not let you think clearly. Says something, I reply. I feel ridiculous standing there without saying anything, flushed and eyes downcast. I'm back and I'm going to wish luck to my colleagues. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ... There is no other word in my mind.

12.00 12.15 "? Concert starts. The group of three is the first, prefer not to comment as it is my face, and not as I saw her reach. Not want to tell as he kissed his ex and how he smiled, and I do not want to remember all the times that both were humiliated by the other. No I remember nothing, I go to the bar, Cubata. Another. I should have eaten, drunk and not telling me everything so fast. The following are my friends, thank goodness that I can scream until they let me voice.

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Well, I've gone ^ ^ inspiration of the story is silly xD someday write the Harlequin. Not completed, missing half of the night and the hardest hit XD but do not know how to relate, if I think I will ^ ^

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CHORUS Every morning I look for you but not here, I despair
, I can no longer live like
I wonder where you are, I want you to know I still think of you, take me
crazy woman and I love beside me.

The profile of your lips is similar to sand, cream,
is more than a wish rather than an idea, a simple blink
airs his long mane, she is my siren
, I'm fishing.
is the inn candle wax on my back, I feel chills
, sleep his eyes, his steps
enchant and dance between words,
fled leaving behind sighs of longing.
All part of the same root, which
my heart was atibor tapestry and a I love you, touch you
power is synonymous with ecstasy,
and be so happy I signed your passenger.
Take me where the light is continuous, where the sea
anguished cry prisoner of my dreams,
me see the moon in your lap, and let me die tired
decorating hearts.
You can not imagine how much I miss you, I have felt at risk
every second of your absence,
are pages that fill your fragrance, and
I live sentence prisoner at the distance. Still
smiled
kid my regret to see your dream as a kid to hear your voice,
is a cliche to say a love you,
but I pray to see you do not believe in God.
And I am up to the eggs that nothing goes well, constantly dreaming
caress your skin,
can not get you off my mind for a moment,
sign until my death to have you here before.
a second to breathe your air,
offer me a sigh and I've probably more than anyone,
you understand? I hope you're not grateful, thank you
sweeten life princess.
CHORUS


're the most beautiful thing in the universe,
my verse is a prisoner of your kisses in which I lost,
was no longer remember how to live without you, every night
aunt if I want to feel your breath.
And I'm not going to want to do this face,
come on over to me and turn off that lamp,
every night I want to see you again,
to kiss a lot like last time.
Now I want to be with you and nothing else matters,
sky rolls down the window and close the door,
're all I want,
and my greatest pleasure is to watch you sleep at dawn.
Look, I show with fear syllables if you go,
guess I'm in love, I have symptoms,
and I'm dying to kiss your neck,
am a nobody but nobody is going to love you more than me.
I want to be your only need, and not being able
me back to reality,
and I get depressed, if last night was not me stand, let's go pa'l floor
cousin I'm going to get to 'fine.
impossible to say that love has its charms, but to not have
my only makes me angry, you just laughed
thereby
and without you I doubt it is again what it was.
Baby, only you made me mourn therefore
only you are the princess of my story,
and I realize how much I need you
in my destiny your name is written.
're my religion, you're my magic,
whenever I look at you your smile is contagious,
eh, I say this while I swallow the pride,
if you want to throw it but my heart is yours. CHORUS

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am not writing your comment Sakka, depressed me -.- 'and write it do not worry. By the way what page? I never came. Bss

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She rested beside the tree. The breeze coiled around her naked body, her hair swinging. The grass, wet, swayed to the beat also. The sweet harmony was palpable in the wind. Some small birds crossed the sky, dropping their wings a little gold dust, where he played the most beautiful flowers bloom. With great stealth

be a stranger came walking up to her. Brightness caused startled and woke up and found beside her a young man with long black robes. Her hair reached her waist and her eyes were the most mesmerizing could ye ever imagine. Gently helped the girl up. She blushed at being totally defenseless against this being unknown. Just

looks were the desecration of silence that reigned there. And a hand rested on his cheek. Stunned, she could only return to carmine dye and move her hands nervously. He, however, I looked into his eyes, while maintaining physical contact, and laid his hands on the girl's hair, sliding his hand across his neck and making her shiver.

As little squirrel scared, she could not do more than hint to run away and stay away from the beast, but this, faster and with better reflexes, grabbed the wrist and joined him. Their eyes were still in contact.
She trembled
panic that caused him, but he felt something on her body, something that is sheltered from wind and cold, which protected. He let her go, leaving your skin finds it just felt. A beautiful white dress covered her, making her long black hair and pale highlighted. Stunned spun on itself, the robe, which sore above the knees and one shoulder was holding clung to her waist with a small silver cord.

The young man turned to close with one hand and nails long and dyed black, offered him an apple, red and tease. She, naive and innocent yet, took it, thinking that someone so kind could not be at all evil. So I took it to his lips, inhaled its sweet aroma, intoxicating, and bit. It was the sweetest, juicy fruit he had ever tasted. Nectar filled his mouth making experience pleasures never counted.

Without warning, squirrels, birds and all kinds of animals came violently, ripping off her dress and pulling down. Continued to attack until it fell unconscious. Later, upon awakening, found himself in a wilderness, only two pieces of cloth covering her body: her breasts and genitals. He was full of bruises and blood, tears streaming down his face, the apple was still in his hand.

felt a movement, a kind of animal, long and green, moved crawling around. And again that blinding light, he opened his eyes met the boy before, with the same clothing and the same smile. Then

understood. He was the devil, the instigator, the sinner, who had expelled from paradise.

devil But he held out his hand, helped her up, and made his name with a clear voice, mature and sincere:

- Lilith

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Without doubt my best story ...

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Dear ...: Despair after the clock

[...] And you know? You still hope. I still think
arrive,
but you left. Perhaps it was a silly
wait for so many years,
but will still be here, sitting, until my hair
encanezca,
until my skin is wrinkling,
until my senses die.
I keep wondering ...
Can you break a heart that has stopped ...? Lina Lee


PD
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This also is not going xD centuries for anyone in particular but while if I want to direct someone ...

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I'm sick of false hopes.
I'm tired of typing in anything ...

no longer resist the urge to have you.
I let my hands run,
inexperienced,
the paths of your body.

flood I let my mind whispers,
for more. Lucky

lost, empty hands,
blank paper, cigarettes and worn out, burned out lights
,
impossible situations.

A stupid that I always refused to believe ... Silent Screams


exploit the pressure to take over our souls
a more of the situation ...

Despair and corruption, violation
and inviting. New

screams pierced my ears, making my uncertainties
increase over the second ...

Tick tock, tick tock ...

Terrible song,
monstrous and cryptic.

A second least in my life, a second longer.

of madness and emptiness.
letters and tears.

cry for each of the second

Tick tock, tick tock ...

not see my tears, is not it?

Once again I started dancing my silent tears ...

Once again I turn to despair ...

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock ....

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Well I wrote this for centuries, but you can not miss on my blog.

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As poppy from margaritas are given out as sweet between pipes, as the sun at night ... Be welcome to this blog, inspired by Sakka, a friend who did not speak for centuries, a punishment that morning back to Las Palmas.

Little more to say, that may pass between update and upgrade centuries and sometimes are not even two minutes ... There are so many things to say and so few ways to say, it is sometimes overwhelming.

Besos!