what attracts you most of my ... I hope its the second ... close look at my face ... the antibiotic had worked perfectly ... no trace of acne ... skin had baby ...
as it was in the mirror I thought ... 34
muscles ...
frowned
kiss ... nothing ..
entuque me my mirror image ...
trying to figure out precisely which were ...
and would like the x-ray vision of superman ... bn or more a vision &
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
2nd Birthday Party Thank You Wording digital fairy
I can not love you ... I can not just
...
my whole being cries I do it all over my body ...
conspiring against me ...
every time I see my pupils dilate ...
every time I see my veins constrict and my blood pressure increases ...
my muscles tense and my heart races ...
my brain is flooded with endorphins ... feniletinamina ... dopamine and who knows how many more "amines" that make you drowsy and believe that everything will be fine ...
my fucking hypothalamus instructs those bulticos up my rinone to release adrenaline gushing ...
and consequently all the hair on my body, giving rise to a standing ovation ....
and everything that happens at my back ...
everything is unconscious ... all those hormones
ignore the sad truth that only includes the cerebral cortex ...
you do not exist ...
are nothing but a bunch of pixels on a screen that shines in the darkness ...
are no more than a digital illusion that tempts me ... I look ... I called ....
but you're not there ...
never were ...
alone ... I always wanted to feel another heat more than that released by the end Pentium processor ...
always wanted to feel the breeze of the warm breath of your lips and not the fan that remains on the illusion ...
now I'm crying ...
salty tears ... made of 98% water and 2% glucose, protein, sodium and potassium and a 100% pain ...
deep pain ... DolEx immune to the vicodin and morphine ... a pain like you ... is not real but I can not breath ....
I feel like dying ...
and do not want to die ...
not without beloved ...
really love somebody ...
...
my whole being cries I do it all over my body ...
conspiring against me ...
every time I see my pupils dilate ...
every time I see my veins constrict and my blood pressure increases ...
my muscles tense and my heart races ...
my brain is flooded with endorphins ... feniletinamina ... dopamine and who knows how many more "amines" that make you drowsy and believe that everything will be fine ...
my fucking hypothalamus instructs those bulticos up my rinone to release adrenaline gushing ...
and consequently all the hair on my body, giving rise to a standing ovation ....
and everything that happens at my back ...
everything is unconscious ... all those hormones
ignore the sad truth that only includes the cerebral cortex ...
you do not exist ...
are nothing but a bunch of pixels on a screen that shines in the darkness ...
are no more than a digital illusion that tempts me ... I look ... I called ....
but you're not there ...
never were ...
alone ... I always wanted to feel another heat more than that released by the end Pentium processor ...
always wanted to feel the breeze of the warm breath of your lips and not the fan that remains on the illusion ...
now I'm crying ...
salty tears ... made of 98% water and 2% glucose, protein, sodium and potassium and a 100% pain ...
deep pain ... DolEx immune to the vicodin and morphine ... a pain like you ... is not real but I can not breath ....
I feel like dying ...
and do not want to die ...
not without beloved ...
really love somebody ...
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Where To Find A Rare Credit In Poptropica a dance in the rain
was rare ....
was not normal ...
were the twelve o'clock ...
and only was you, me and the old street lamp lit you ...
with the dim light ... Intermittent ... while you were dancing in the rain ...
just for me ...
was agonizing ...
painful indeed ... like almost died every time the light flickered ...
like almost lost hope with that anguish increasingly disappearing ; in the dark and you were not there when the light again ..
really is sad ...
painful ... as I felt jealous of each and every one of the incorrect
was not normal ...
were the twelve o'clock ...
and only was you, me and the old street lamp lit you ...
with the dim light ... Intermittent ... while you were dancing in the rain ...
just for me ...
was agonizing ...
painful indeed ... like almost died every time the light flickered ...
like almost lost hope with that anguish increasingly disappearing ; in the dark and you were not there when the light again ..
really is sad ...
painful ... as I felt jealous of each and every one of the incorrect
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Hans Steam Cleaner Stores Sold In daniela
immortal, powerful, unlimited, with impunity, so I moved was
the world as if it were made of shadows, shadows in the fog
touched the sky and tore the mountains alone with my thoughts
the day and night gave me
way I was me ...
until you came.
not showed up for treatment Faustino
no side mirror that reflects you
not know how you became
your pace was frustrating ... even for me I'm used to long waits for things
and yet had nothing to expect from you as q no
knew you were not supposed to know you
maybe that's what caught my attention more than you
I could have vanished, boof, what your name
dare promise you will write your name in blood in the universe will be a scar
beautiful ... immense as the universe, this will go quiet
immortal ... not let your life be in vain
will not let the world forget
so maybe someday ... back to me and see that you were not
but even you.
the world as if it were made of shadows, shadows in the fog
touched the sky and tore the mountains alone with my thoughts
the day and night gave me
way I was me ...
until you came.
not showed up for treatment Faustino
no side mirror that reflects you
not know how you became
your pace was frustrating ... even for me I'm used to long waits for things
and yet had nothing to expect from you as q no
knew you were not supposed to know you
maybe that's what caught my attention more than you
I could have vanished, boof, what your name
dare promise you will write your name in blood in the universe will be a scar
beautiful ... immense as the universe, this will go quiet
immortal ... not let your life be in vain
will not let the world forget
so maybe someday ... back to me and see that you were not
but even you.
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