Monday, November 23, 2009

Mucus Plugs In Implantation

Autumn


The sun goes out first,
heard my rhyme, you
accelerates the wind, feel the cold
under the chin, get rid
colors, if the escape
flowers,
scarves and hats,
pass through his hair,
silence spreads,
wool pants,
snow there already,
descend from the mountains, runs through the trees
thought,
certain things I'm proud ,
fall leaves,
the road if the captures, we expect a
invernone, however I
asshole.

Topax

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

How Often Did Pirates Bathe

Forza Italy 0001

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

What Causes Nose Scabs

Fisheries and walnut

It all started with an advertisement that is returned to float in memory. Advertisement
of L'oreal or something; shampoo made with walnut or fishing for different types of hair.
I like to try to compare "Homo sapiens" with fruit.

Fishing is very soft on the outside, in the event of a hail her skin is cut and battered but still retains the flavor because the bone is hard to resist, and fishing has remained attached to the branch.

Same thing can happen even to a man: the unexpected can be hailed as a winter that is unexpected. Wounds, humans, there are both the physical and moral; wounded men both inside and outside you see them, but the important thing is that they remain attached to the branch. The man is soft outside but inside it does not break ... remains convinced of choices and ideas, insults and injuries hurt the flesh but the bone does not break ... is a conviction of choice: choice thought and thought, do not change.
Walnut: hard and cold outside, but just a soft shot that the shell will crack and you get to anticipate only a glance the type of recipes that can be created ... spek cream and nuts, honey, walnuts and pear.


of men, difficult to detect, there are ... just think of shyness, embarrassment. Difficult watch when a male wearing a helmet and armor, do not get to find out who she really is.
Once destroyed the armor with an arrow, you are the ingredient of man who goes to everyone, we can do any "flat" by friendship, solidarity, generosity, etc ...
Bad is when the arrow breaks the shell, when you can not eat good, but only to smell the faint smell ... then just a caress.

Maybe I talked about me ... to describe the visions I had only my!

Topax

PS: for females need to eat bananas:)
(scusatte but I can not stay serious for too long)

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

The Blogs Off Of The Movie The Perfect Man

TOMA EL AND IS THOUGHT

See you after a while ' years,
had met while they were devils, were
Castle between music and wine,
dancing under the stars waiting for morning,
of things have happened many, many memories come to mind
,
leaving shit like thunderbolts, Toma el
prohibits the fart,
cookies are eaten,
Diria if that is do mati,
speeches are varied, but they stop
wings, this rhymes
too serious,
better Bicer en de cellar , red or white
Tavernello,
the afternoon was beautiful.

Greetings

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Donate Blood For Money In Ft.lauderdale

VA


You return home, he eats like a pig and it's hard to fall asleep. The night I thought ... I thought that on this planet there is no right and wrong. I will try to understand it: in Asia, the cow is a sacred animal and will never be killed, rather than eat mice, cows are eaten in Europe and they kill mice without meaning. Who errs, who is right?
from us, in Italy and many other states, it is not considered polite to burp at the table during meals it at any time during which someone can hear, in Russia issue belches at the table during meals mean congratulations to cooks. These "Russian burps" are educated, but I can not do it ... I would be rude? ... And if I went to Russia to do it? There are people
who go to war ... There are some people such as doctors and other border we go from snipers, the first life-saving, the latter go there to kill and to make people feel better (so they say). Doctors: Is it right to save lives of people who rightly was killed, or is it just the task of the snipers who killed to make people feel better ... both, doctors who help people snipers. Who is wrong? Who has the right reason? it is better to save a or make a person feel good?
Rino (Rinaldo) and Mery (Mary) during certain lunch arguing and talking with high tone of voice ... the dinner and went on to become both laughter and there is no question anymore. You are accepted? One accepts the other's thinking and the other does the same thing? It turns a blind eye on different ideas and opens the eye on the ideas in common? It accepts and respects diversity?
There are two pairs of lovers ... a couple feelings, but hide them feel, the other pair shows the relationship through falsehood. Who do you love more? If you look at them, who do you like best? If you do, who do you like best?

There are differences in the areas of culture and personal differences of the people living in the same area! How do you judge? In my opinion, it is said at most "disagree".
What I want you to understand is that according me a personal opinion is possible, but not a court "generally" because there is anyone in the world.

PS rereading it I realize that is a brick and you do not understand

PS2 if you know let me some comment

PS3 because I know you do not understand, I put photos du, those rated

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Why Does Wine Cause Heart Palpitations?

Behind the curtains the courage


experienced as music, the smell of sweet and sour peppers and slamming laid on the edge of the bowl that contained them: small red fishes made of vegetables.
Behind the counter you, carmine such as vegetables, fish as a very elusive.
"And then ... then m'aggiungi even a pound of ham?" In
ask me lean towards the smell of cheese and I look a little screwed up his eyes to better focus: Adagio affection and push the bagged the wrist with the rims of his glasses, because it adheres properly to the base of the nose. You probably need to focus too: thoughts that seem a slip on the blade running, with that typical whistle and rhythm.
"I think it will be difficult ..."
The hissing like talking to yourself but it is a confidence that m'investe and enlarges the heart by surprise. The whispers
without looking, head down, then looked up and, after considering my-thank-you smile that shows understanding, which bypasses the client and look at one point, distantissimo out of the screen that we're devoting accomplices the world.
E 'the same film that I scan the few years that I have you here and you've spent the whole twenty-seven: wave soft and green, sky blue base made of compact and free of clouds.
the sides of the frame there is a dirty gray so minimal as to seem disrespectful of the thunder that fall in the ears from a distance.
A breath of 'wet water idea that will be revealed soon, we reached blown through the curtain made of thick plastic that separate lists your store from the rest of the world Langhe.
"It will be difficult to" Resume wrap slices baked with a nice slow to be studied "because when he goes away, I will not be that these hills, with no more breath ... and she will forget about me"
"Maybe he will learn to love you again more, "I feel
" Although the distance is so much? "I fixed now with the anxiety of an answer that you saved, package and holding out hope
" Just because the distance is great ", chin.

to show me his back, turning to fix knives and cutting boards, I take this opportunity to slip to the cashier, pay and go in the direction of the blue that grows smaller: I move the strips of the tent to which is attached a small bell.
That signal, as a bell, covers the first part of the sentence and, smiling as he shook my hand, already beyond the window, I get only the last one: "... in the words of Cesare Pavese."

A month later, attendesti the start of your love: greeting, as long as the train undid his harness from the earth with dew, not a single tear ran from his eyes.

At home, the roar of the rifle was thunder as those that seem brash and out of hand torn the room, but rolled to the country fair, just tickling the wave
soft and green, with a sky blue base made of compact and free of clouds.
get a ticket, the words covered by the sound of curtains
"Just a little 'courage."

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Where Can I Buy Tech Decks For A Doller

ERRIOEI! Karl Marx

Alex Max a Russian clock half asleep. We're Max and I to the computer and I daanti nonn Risio Massimom individuals and I'm not the corregere muiei errioei!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Cost Of Repairing Scratched Violin

Heart Mother


Sunday, March 8, 2009

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Polaroid - REM



I need to talk.
I need to talk.
There was a puddle on the mouse that ran this morning.
Let me explain: it was a trick of the light. A good joke.
I was at the window, rubbing his wrists due to multiple causes: the play of light created on the glass and ran flashes and images.
So I played with colors, blinking his eyes and imagine a story.
Mo 'you the story. Do you?
There was a mouse running over puddles, or quick-quick-quick as you would say.
Remember?
"It 's too late!" You said, pulling his coat and putting on buttons worn holes.
"The teacher will be transformed into a wolf if we hurry!" Continued good-natured.
"Lesto, quick!" He concludes.
And I was moving really fast, while shaking the lapel of a coat like that want me to fill properly.
That sense of protection: those sudden movements and safe.
However, 'little things I'm proceeding on the water, like ice skating.
Mo 'you describe it. Do you?
C'aveva a boiled wool vest, blue, whose neck was crushed in a cloth of fine men's scarf, burgundy.
system with schienetta behind the front legs, held upright like a gentleman, Schettini that not even Costner: zin-zin, one foot then the other. And he smiled
also: zin-zin.
At some point he moved his face, shook nicely mustache, curled the nose and looked up.
Holy shit, you will not believe: they have begun to fall from the sky flakes of cheese, corn curls and beads of pomegranate.
Bello, say. And say it, then say so. Tell
until you're on time because, suddenly, a smart-yes, yes ... the camera jerks, that has turned-on the one hand, direct the rat and the glow was immense: in the shadow of dark gloomy morning one thousand sketches of blood to cover the landscape, such as a LED are dazzling glimpse of the city.
And everything is gone, also all that red, leaving room for the green traffic light and right of the yellow flashing to the left.
I heard a "SQUIT" huge.
Maybe it was the sound of braking.