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ATTACK YESTERDAY

Nothing has given me an attack, a juju, a rise in Christmas spirit ...

so

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL

(or almost ...)

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I have flashes of yesterday, details, small fragments. My mind wanders to what happened yesterday.

- Do not know the desire I have to fuck - mojo just to hear me say that, in such detail, all my skin is tense ...

And the way that bends your neck when I eat the mouth. The crunch when you bite my lip. The warm touch of your saliva when you spit in my pussy. Balancing your cock to get you the boxer. The touch of your cock in my lip, your bridle on my tongue. I love your drops. Mine.

Yesterday ... yesterday ... yesterday ...

gasp.

I die in your hands, you do force me not to move when it suits you, in the forces that you use to move my ass, your craving, clinging to him, uploading, downloading it, making it dance before your eyes. I love the way you use my hole to please you (either). The way you use me and let me use you. Details

you and my body. A pleasure paving another. Time and inclination.

I love all your whispers, your moans of pleasure, your desire, your drool. The vision of your big cock looking lascivious. Your cock all meat, all you. Ready. Sometimes I just think that I need to know that the world is generous and abundant. All cock. Details

moving your body on mine, looking inside me all the joy, poke around inside. Doblándote me in pirouettes, in shock, in beat. Making me malleable. You making me a bitch, you bitch. Your animal's body shaking, breaking, rejoicing ...

heat your milk on my skin, the power with the shooting, the viscosity that surrounds it, I reach for me, the secret joy that causes me ...

flashes ... They are just small pieces of yesterday. And today ... Today

get ...

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Trains not never caught. Others are lost. Others manage to get on. And there are others who stay there, inside.

remember especially the smell of pot in one car. Hypnotic cloud engulfed us hopeless. Until this summer, we had not made to be friends. We were too appear. Too us. But I must admit that I liked from the start. I think it's that dimple in your chin, confuses me everything else. Whatever you do fall hopelessly in it.

- Come give it a caladita precious that you will put many cute little eyes (softly whispered to me that we do not hear the other)

- Let me sleep, they should be the four and ...

- Why did not you, do not cool?

- By hell, you know that there are things I do or not do just to fuck right? Then leave me alone.

But he goes. Do not leave me in peace. I dozed fitfully. Talked about this in the other, your plans, your travel, your girls. Talking and talking non stop. I heard you the distance with his eyes closed and there was a time when you remain silent. As if by magic. Shut up and you came to me. You slept next to me in that litter that had the smell of so many people ... I touched her hair and spent a finger over my lips. And without wishing I smiled.

I do not know if it was the smoke dope. Or the rumble of the train rocked me in a joyful rhythm, whether it was the curiosity of knowing that the others could hear us (insurance they did), the truth, I was dying. Wait to you. Of feeling. Have you inside. Moving.

I only wore panties and a black tank top and only a sheet covering me. Spent one hand under the sheet beneath my panties and inserted a finger gently on my pussy. Not what I expected and contracted. I opened my eyes suddenly going to say something but I kissed. Very smooth. You left a little of me and made me a hand gesture with your finger closer to your lips to say nothing. Your bad-boy smile made me shudder. Why do I miss that face both a scoundrel?

continued. Your fingers played among my legs, searching, searching ... You kissed me in silence. I barely heard. I'm sure the rest of the car and could hear our breathing quickened. I caressed her nipples. I do not know how you could know how my body reacts to any touch on my tits. Did not know. But I closed my eyes and succumbed to your licking. Language. Language. My nipples were hard as rocks. And my ass was strutting to the rhythm that I was making. I felt your cock very hard rubbing against the pubis, the belly. It broke my desire. I stroked his face as he looked at you, I stroked his lips with a finger. Got involved a finger in my mouth. And while I sucked love you put your dick in my pussy at once.

These berths can hardly be a person. I do not know where we stand strange pirouette. Side. A leg here, another there, your cock moving, following the motion of the train. Damn I had to make an effort not to moan amazing. Fuck in silence is one of the hardest things I've done. It's like being asked to not move your legs while running. And did you know to see. Then I started kissing frenzy. While fucking me, and looked at me and kissed me, fuck me again, again and again ... and again ... The fucking beat the train ...

At one point the train stopped. But we could not. Everything was silence. Minus the sizzle of our breathing. You could hear gasps drowned. Your kisses kept covering my mouth.

not remember how long we stayed in that position after running. You kept kissing. Besos long, short, sweet, wild, cuddly, biting, nibbling, kissing and more kissing. I do not remember anything even though it hurt to keep that position for so long. The only thing that hurt me is that you end this trip.

I did not see you since that time. I thought you moved to another city.

And yesterday, in a bar in those (and, I know you do not call bars and what you want, but me all are bars, drinks and people are not?), yesterday I saw you. And you saw me for me. And I looked. You were a beautiful big ass brunette. You are older but still in shape. And you fucking bastard smile still there. Intact.

In a neglect of the girl followed me to the bathroom. When I turned around to see if they followed me, you did. You turned to kiss me. I ate the mouth like that time. Long kisses, sweet, intense, loving, heady, hot, soft, morbid, as if we had come out of that car ... I would have fucked Damn right there if it had not reached the brunette. Even still, if you wanted you would have fucked. I smiled.

I know I'll see you again some time. But this does not remove me or god.

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whisper my name under my dreams so they will not forget me while my head escapes from reality in bursts of tears, to ease the pressure to get rid of my knots, fly me, as do volcanoes with magma. The tears may be a way to resist. And with your hands describe the world that actually I am: water.


I pick up in your arms, in the way you than rub against me and tell me in whispers: my love, I need your pussy, I need to sink into your sex, in the darkest part of you and feel it beating on me. And my pussy obey you, you moved, you never want as soon as you wanted.


for something else I kiss your lips, from your eagerness to get to me and make you feel. I am full of tongue and saliva and love throughout my entire body full of tongue and saliva and love and desire, lust, biting, panting, tongue, sweat, pleasure. My body responds to your call with the force of my nature. My hips are raised, my back arches, my pussy is opened, it expands to meet you: male.


I'm down with you in that frame of kissing up to your cock. Hard, soft, yours. There's something inside me just before touching, subtle, delicate, but extremely solid air that moves me, causing me, excite me to feel power behind my eyelids, I open my mouth, stuck out his tongue and all your gently penetrates like me a knife. I feel excited, pleading, taste doblándote while I reached my tongue, licking the trunk of your tail, you eat the eggs, is addicted to lust, is introduced into your hole, you perverted, crazy, swallow, kiss, lick, you accept and drinks. I feel my pussy rippling, twisting of desire within me, I plunge my fingers into my swollen sex, reach my clitoris and engulfs your cock as I turn to my pussy, I do turn and the whole world revolves around us.


I seem to be floating on air with no gravity, turning as you use. Yes I like to eat cock and I like to tell you -like me-eat-the-cock with my face rotten whore by lust. Saco language. I want your milk, come on, you bastard, I want your milk now, you mojama mouth, the mouth fill me cum. And my hand up and down your phallus frantic, eager for your sperm, and my tongue is stirred on the air trying to reach your joy. Your milk is triggered and sticks to my lips. Smacking you. I smiled. I love you. I do not know if there is anything better than seeing your body vibrating, my mouth full of you and that part of us that have not yet separated, tight, compact, united by something invisible and wonders what I do not want to name. I do not care if it's love, sex, desire, cerdez, instinct, call it what you want. The important thing is to feel it. I can feel dragged by the force yours and mine this earthquake.


I press against you, I sink into your flesh, your smell, touch me hair in that one moment nothing else exists. Nothing at all. No tears, no pain, no time, no one there. Only your pleasure and mine back together to get back to us. I smile.

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I'm waiting. I'm lying in bed. Naked. Anxious. You promised me a surprise. You know how I want. I wait nervously, trying to imagine you have thought this time for me ... I'm

dark and I hear you enter. You go alone. Kiss me sweetly. I love your tenderness. - Mmmmmm my girl ... I'll say something but then gag me with a kiss. - Shhh, listen ... I've been with someone, it's your

surprise ... You go and close the door. It's all in darkness. I'm nervous but excited significantly. You know, you know.

hear someone moving around the room, approaches from the shadows. I love its smell. It's a girl. She strips slowly, so slowly that I can almost revel in the sound it makes your clothes fall. It has amazing lips, plump and soft, her skin gleams of white, pink tits, smooth, beautiful, incite to be kissed, enters his ass moving as it advances toward me. I like the smell and as I smile, but I dare not say anything. I think I know ... I'm nervous, excited, confused, excited, anxious, excited, breathless mmmmm ...

fucking excited I am lying on the bed, lies down beside me, I do not know what to do. But she does. What does it all. He kisses me softly. He kisses my neck, I kiss your eyes and then kiss me lips. Small kisses without tongue. Nibbles at the edge of my lips, licks me slightly. The kiss, your tongue tastes like red licorice and entangling me in her mouth falling into a deep abyss. I dare not do anything so I left. I left everything. I cherish very smooth with your fingertips. Runs his fingers along my neck and going down my neck, hand through the side of my chest, but only if it touches. His touch is delicate and skilled. All of it is smooth, soft, sensual. Continue stroking and lowers his hand around my waist, tracing circles around my navel. Is making me even hotter. Runs his hand through my English, down my legs. Occasionally up to my kiss my lips again. Touches my lips with his tongue. I eat the mouth. Then continue with their pampering. Languid, sensual, voluptuous, all flesh, all of it ...

spends his tongue licking my nipples again and again. Swingeing puts me while his hands are caressing every inch of skin. Quiet, slow, soft, sure he does, lascivious, divine. I feel weird, different, let me go. His tongue caressed me gently forward on my belly to my pussy and want a bitch in heat. I feel my clitoris pressing, I'm very horny but I do not hurry. I want to continue with this game of touch. I very slowly rubs her pussy with his tongue. I can not help launch a whimper. Then I realize you're there in the room with us, watching our ardor.

I hear you breathing really hard. What a bastard. I turn my head and I see you sitting on the couch watching, with your dirty face, your smile rascal, I throw a kiss, you smile. She is given to please me, moan, licking me, it's driving me crazy. Still licking her pussy while you look at us. All very slow, weak, very soft warm ... Enter a finger inside me, looking up into my pelvis my joy while still tapping on my clit, take it out, puts it, he fucks my hole with your finger, put two the move, your fingers are soft and sweet and make me feel wonderfully slutty. Occasionally stops and looks at me, and I see a poison in his eyes that makes me tremble with impudence, then back to pamper my sex with his tongue, slowly but steadily, lick my pussy up and down, poses the language on my clitoris and makes me shake your ass taken to heaven. While you hear me moan heard the sound of your cock while you pajeas. That excites me even more. She continues masturbating and filling the defect. Hurry had not until now, when I heard you gasp and cock ... menearte

She goes on and on without eating up the pussy stop, moving her tongue on my clit and my lips while I fuck my hole with his fingers, very smooth, very rich, very nasty. You go with your cock in hand (sometimes I think I read the skin) and while still pajeándote she stops, looks at me, I touched the nipples, caresses me all over, with his soft hands, her skin smooth, sweet lips, all of it is sweet, delicate, like a white snake, like a bitch goddess.


his mouth back to my pussy, her tongue on my clit making the world go round, grab me by the hips, he knows what he does, his tongue licking my pussy licking and gently. Among the scene, the taste is causing me and see you with your tail stiff I go crazy. My hips move and move. I want to run. Bust. It is a fast but very intense orgasm, I can hardly say anything except whine and moan, breathe hard and feel like my whole taste pussy contracts. I look at her lying on me, and she's watching me, is a knowing look and grateful, is a look of desire. It's a look caress. I love it. I enjoy it.


You look at us to see the two as a prodigy, ecstatic, totally hot. But do not get too close, perhaps for fear of being unable to resist, perhaps because you like it too. I mess with it, both Spinning pleasure our bodies through our damp, our groans, our bodies, our desire. I touch your skin burning, I appreciate the strength of her breasts covering my tongue caresses, is extraordinary to note whoring feel her nipples hard against my tongue, the bite slightly, then descended and reached the warm touch of her pussy wrapping fingers ... a girl is really delicious.


My mouth is immersed in its viscosity. I feel the warm touch of her pussy on my tongue. I fuck her pussy with his tongue, rises to her clit furiously busy, everything shines like her pussy. I sink into it as if it were a warm sea water and underwater me his princess. I go through. Screaming. I hear screaming inside me. I feel my fingers moaning. I shudder ... We fall embraced on a tangle of taste, moving our hips, smiling at you with malice, witch lustful gaze. Until her very lewd touching me lightly with his elbow and said: - What do you say, fuck us too? . We laughed. And yes. We are so fucked. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me, fuck us ...


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peace

After a crash must come back with fresh ideas ... Enough of female and male hysteria but every day I become closer to Lucia the dating blind girl haha, but thank god it is not moving my fragile balance between sanity and insanity.

If you came from a period of peace not as a starter this post. I'll summarize this way: In a new department that I get light until the shutter closed, which has a balcony / terrace where dreams live Vicente (the grid) and Guayas (my new hammock) with many pots ready for planted and table and chairs to take a terere ... You can ask for anything more? Do not forget that I have in my two new best friends lol air and heating.

I finally played my first two full weeks of vacation since I live in BsAs, guardespaldas bahhh since I remember when ... I have a party with myself and with flia, and high betting to know El Bolson backpack.

I have only one existential question I roll ... Where are all
colored balls / milk we had when we were kids?
(hehehehe)

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not happened ... A little over month and a half I did a head here, and I relax. I admit being a person obsessed with things unbearably, but with the mind, I turn to one side to the other .. but no, it's as if he had been taking garompa.

At work, home, friendships ... and this is just the thread to the brain .. and I feel so alone! I can do and enjoy things that I had my best always and not to ... a Saturday afternoon picnic with my friends, going to an after, go to the park one evening alone with a book and the material, not run in the subway, waking up without despertardor not curl in bringing the DIPs mambos not look at the calendar ... more than that, not living in the past or the future .. enjoy every day as it exits.

Maybe it was a deep conversation with my mom, perhaps the book on the life of Altes, the truth .. not explain what is happening to me .. for there I find myself belting out a topic on the radio, smiling in the mirror, walking slowly while looking at all the details of many, by taking the entire heat without even changing the grass, cooking foreign dishes just to try something new. ..

No where was this relaxation, but I have absolutely decided to keep him ...

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3 things I learned this weekend are Saturday and

- No more taking the afters, because it does not get spoiled for the 1 am ...

- I like to give flowers

- if not lower to buy cigarettes, much to expect .. do not appear magically on the table

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If the decision is taken obviously ....

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Saturday .. Volvere

exactly 10 years ago, I was at my cousin's house with the excuse to stay in bed, drinking a beer. Type 12 began the hectic, a little lime and cement, in the hands of her ... the makeup is not my thing ... After parading the skirt
size top, high boots (which God knows as to bring them placed at 8-9 am). Lau out there who risked blowing a little hair with the iron = P and once we left the bowling charts. Ahi
as usual, had gone see if we liked the guy, if he was any heavier than we had to dodge, and then the more healthy fun for all ... danced and danced all night (who I saw? haha). Maybe
was not 100% healthy, we must remember that in those seasons beer was $ 1!! each issued with $ 10 and we came back holding jajaja no matter how much beer and make wise body to earth when they came my brothers (haha) and / or friends.

And yet now, I get the job to which I went at 8.00 am, about to lie down because even the best reboque cover dark circles, and my cousin at home because the belly (Francisco) will not let her move a lot.

Years pass ... for the better (?)

How nice to return to those times !!!!!! not have anything to worry about, only to have $ 5 or $ 10 for exit. No taxi needed .. at that time had no cell go crazy, and maybe the innocence made you think of any danger of re-weaving at 8 am on the bowling.

And now? The entries we only around $ 50 and talk to the beer - in plastic cup (!) - which is more than $ 20. That might not be so relevant if they were not my friends or about to be married, pregnant, with kids, or too tired from a long day of work.

If a siesta like in the old times, I awake, with 15 years again?

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Given that yesterday was nine my 23 years I like to do a little review of conclusions that you get with over the years:

- No matter how old you have when your mother says "Do what you want" - Do not even think acerlo or received successfully!

- When you put your family at a family barbecue, no matter what the celebration is always going to come to light where you told the anecdote pavada acoustic, some shock and / or a boyfriend impresentable

- Fighting for control Remote siblings are not old

- Arguably the collective uses to return will have someone who snores, a baby crying and / or someone with a cough

- Rest day to rest you'll always want one more .. .

- If you're not going to the dentist when a tooth hurts ... when you go you will end up hurting everything, "Totote" included (bolt and crown $ 900!)

- Former and some are ex ... not again!

- Never mind the years of childhood dog always wags his tail when I see you =)

And finally the grand conclusion of this opportunity ..
HIGHER AGE IS MORE HARD YOU SURF!

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What a great topic! Rituals

were known on the streets of the neighborhood, known
in all bars and taverns. He
so serious, so high, so pale and thin, she
brown and brittle, so cute and small.
He was about more or less, fifty,
and she must have no more than two dozen.
He was teaching, I think, in any academy,
and she was studying, I think, an Italian course.
drank and loved, it seemed,
sometimes discussed, sometimes smiling, kissing
and hated, but nobody is perfect,
love is difficult and strange in these times.

Night weakens the heart, funeral
nights of wine and roses.
's to love and its failures,
perhaps we can choose our way.
The sun clean the streets, memory, attenuates
fierce passions.
Invent the end of each story,
that love is eternal while it lasts.

He came one night at the usual bar,
was dressed all in deep mourning, came
drunk and alone, brought the gesture seriously, and in the hands
a wreath for the dead.
She had left him, he explained serene,
and decided to consider it dead,
and provide for his forgetfulness and his eternal rest,
and celebrate his funeral from bar to bar.
So there we were, and what to tell you:
wine glasses and laughter, some puking,
hugs of friendship, eternal night. Requiescat
and toast for her and her memory.

Night weakens the heart, funeral
nights of wine and roses.
's to love and its failures,
perhaps we can choose our way.
The sun clean the streets, memory,
fierce passions dim.
Invent the end of each story,
that love is eternal while it lasts.

Leaving The Almond and was very drunk,
collapsed on the pavement and leaned to his side.
I knew he was dying of stroke,
said something in my ear, broke into my arms.
He took the ambulance with her crown and all,
and I went to meet his request cursed.
I reached the bar he had told me
and the girl looked through the smoke and noise.
finally saw her, dancing slowly,
refuge in the warm bosom of a boy.
I told him I listened, hugged her partner.
I do not know if I cried, there was not hardly.

Night weakens the heart, funeral
nights of wine and roses.
's to love and its failures,
perhaps we can choose our way.
The sun clean the streets, memory, attenuates
fierce passions.
Invent the end of each story,
that love is eternal while it lasts.

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is crazy right? you leave out and forget those fun things that happen to women.

PRIOR: get the girls raid the drinks section of "his Chinese friend." Once the loot is in the home begins the preparation, when one takes a glaze, it implies that all participants are going to finish painting. Since all the nails were, get the makeup to the surface, such that you got up on a portacosmetico of when you were 15 years!

While all this goes vessels can not be empty, is part of the ritual, which usually is accompanied by a fee melancholy for some past relationship (careful with that, because the sincerity of alcohol that can reach the evening, be detrimental to health). Just have to add things in season that came out did not exist .. eg "facebuquear" the cute skinny laburo, or friend of a friend lol. While you will mortered and nails dried ... Odyssey begins ... we wear? The classic "trousers or skirt? You take all those shirts and boots Most High that the last time you swore you'd never again put.

when they corroborate that the alcohol is finished and the schedule permits, fire the coach (or good taxi). While waiting, the fight over who goes first to the bathroom, perfumes mixed tag, find the jacket that matches the last thing you decide to wear, put on and take things out of the portfolio, until the bell rings and you know it just ... you have to go down.

BOWLING: This part of the process as we know it all, as it fills the track, you save a walk around the shopping parade because you see all the trends, of course reis you a another, sharpen the view of Eagle and the boys look like a vulture looking for prey. The thin dense invites a friend, and you have to choose sides, you get the boluda and leave it .. or suspected heroin / amiga Ortiva them free from suffering. Dance for a while, dodging fights outside, poured glasses, Tilinga with the butt about your clothes, endless and tedious lines at the ladies, etc. Towards the end of the night, trying to find the original participants to return home. You can go breakfast or not.

next morning: and the next day, you realize hopelessly ... These no longer for these jogging, the last drink was over, you smoked more than necessary. And that's not worth it ... until Saturday following course.

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That decade! Fucking karma

The other day we discussed a couple of friends, that men are something strange is happening ... in a few words are all made some hysterical!

So Far skinny descocio the building to be harassed, as I tell him to do something, shoot me an "I invite you tired of not now" (pardon?) Available-not available, you do not like girls available ? Well

like that I spend listening examples. You will be sent before a guy with no turns direct intentions of course the skinny or doubted. Free relations (?) I'm tired of reading thin chains that wanted to mines not broke .... now they do not want anything serious, you come with the singsong of "you only want it with me that ..." but that happens? the planets aligned? .. now they want the house, children and ourselves a bit of fun?

But darling! emf and take some ibuprofen Stop fooling around! If this came with the new decade and we will pursue for more than 9 years but we are in the oven ... I at least I have to wait until 2020? channnnn 35 years?

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And if, as expected all over again in life ... just now occurred to me to put a little wave? hahaha. Same .. all used to learn something? Both

I noticed it .. and you will come across you! But you know what? with hysterical men who are heeding the dc best and stay on standby for a while. And in the worst Nacho present! hahaha.

This is dedicated to you guys ... If I can do, late but safe. Just rinse the skinny one cornered, it hurts the wrong time ... I get my fall needed a spoon from time to time.

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Epiphany

minded friend So many talks were successful. Six years after the beginning of this long road I decided to give the reason in this.

I can not keep hiding in relationships devoid of feelings. Now I see a relationship that reflects the situation for 5 years you lived next to me, makes me think twice times. I never had seen walking the exact same route to this past weekend.

For the lost, these last years I have hidden behind a situation X that I lived with a friend, which allowed me to go back there every time my relations were becoming serious, a person who more than anything was a partner. It was he who made me believe again and distrust while all males. Knowing he had the easiest route to go never look at the exit signs. Until finally one day I go out the asphalt. And soon ... very short time, I found the same route. The difference is that this time I saw ... miles and miles of asphalt with no promotion or detours.

This time I will try to wear a seat belt, turn lights before getting on the road. I do not want to walk another 5 years for a way so ... basically because I live so many years, I think this is cute and although wearable, always end in the same place ... Now you

mares ... I could throw a faith school and have me? hahaha. Because I look good! no more relationships based on primary materials.

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Sunday afternoon walking around Plaza Serrano

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4 in the afternoon ... paveando intranet where they exit from the headlines and a brief overview of the latest news from the daily bugle I find this ...


"unfaithful men are less intelligent than monogamous"


"So reveals a study by a team from the London School Of Economics. Ensures that have a lower IQ and that the rule does not apply to women ... " (to see the rest of the story click here)

Deduction: smart women are infidels ..

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Devastation Clarin ... Storm last night or San Valentin?




Too bad I have not enough time to put it better in my head before I miss the idea, but I have to tell them my dear friends ... WHAT IS HAPPENING? Last night absolutely

more, go out to buy ice cream after the pizza and forget that such end of the world pouring rain outside, and having to jump over the tree that fell down in front of my house, we would have to be given slightest hint that the night was not to go ... but seeing the destruction / flooding of the street did not dent after hearing in the last 24 hours the strangest stories of my friends ...

Girls .... Valentine could do more damage that a storm? hahaha that so far everything is distorted? Has no coherence, poor skinny! female neurosis chewing generated by a little baby in diapers. It is enough to condemn these poor guys not to fall into the propaganda of Paso de los Toros (cut it so sweetly).

If you wrote ... if not, or worse she wrote! If I call, do not call and say when I call! Breathe girl breathe. It was Sunday, juice, mouth, if it came rather ... already happened, I have to admit that some stories if they exceeded themselves but I passed 15. As I will defend my poor friends and blame all this to their illogical mothers, daughters make a bundle of nerves ... we sra .. the grain of sand was in favor, not a river of quicksand to their sons. For the poor creature psychopaths with their fantasies dashed decadent reflection of marriages ... Do not fill your head to the poor girl who woke up that day a bundle of hormones ...

Relax girls, their children, partners, boyfriends, future husbands are good kids, give them a break!

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invention of lying

The other day I saw that movie "invention of lying" and continues to give me head around it ...

can live a life full of sincerity and verbiage??

As would be the reaction of people in a society like ours? As would be for our families and friends. Let's be honest about this .. there are things we can not say!

Suponete, never could have told my dad that stroke me every Sunday to stay in the same chair, readying mate for 2 h while playing mouth. Telling people what an idiot is when you have to see it every day (co-workers, brothers, boyfriends of friends, bosses). Imagine an attack of verbiage in front of your friend's girlfriend and telling you in detail how and how often the deception.

Okay, I admit that we do not like being lied to, that's when we heard it was a lie obviously hehe. But what about the things that you do not say or omitted to spare? For example many people in the world who knows that their relationship does not provide for more and convince themselves otherwise .. the automentira is valid? Women who deny that the cheating boyfriend when he arrives at 5 am bathed in perfume and makeup on his shirt, families who do not tell the adults who study well when he eats it alive a cancer, total that age makes no difference.

I take the denial of the people as a way of saying no to the truth. And there are outright lies are justified .. you can not get to the clinic and tell your best friend, your baby is cute! noooooo ...

And then any other branch being the man-woman relationship, the verbiage not only discouraged, but clears out the meaning of interest. Twilight is like .. relations manual (as Nanette) need to know to maintain the mystery. It is something magical relationship (in addition to being fiction lol) he never finds out what she thinks, and she is dying to figure it out.

So how is it? Life should be in black and white, or can be decorated in gray?

can not conclude this without the famous phrase:
"He who warns, does not betray"

Known Glory Holes In Oc

By god!

going to have sex?
The government gives you condoms.

Have you had them?
The Government offers the morning-after pill.

Have you been pregnant?. .. Government guarantees
abortion.

But you had the child?
The government gives you $ 180 X CHICO

're unemployed?
The government pays you to be.

're lazy and do not like to work?
The government grants you PLANCITO ANY subsistence in exchange for a vote.

NOW ... I tried STUDY, WORK, PRODUCE ... TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS! TE
GOVERNMENT RAISES TAXES TO PAY ALL OF THE ABOVE

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97% relative

is not healthy .... sabelo!