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Through the darkness, the only ray of light ...



Hold me tight
and never let me fall,
if so, I’ll comeback to u in a new life...
Waiting to see u
To feel u,
I’ll keep myself here with ur ray of light
Holding the last kiss hide
From the whispers of the midnight
As I did hundred years ago,
As the memory of the last time I hold u close...
No, no again, I won’t
I wont loose u as I did before...
The air is so cold and so heavy to breath
I prefer to close my eyes
And meet u behind my mind
Again in the white horse you use to have,
With the princess you use to love,
Me...

So far away in my dreams
You ever slept
Waiting for the right moment to wake up
Don't you?

Hold me tight
and never let me fall,
if so, I’ll comeback to u in a new life...
Enough of waiting,
The time is wasting
Wasting away...

Poetisa MF
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The day (and post) longer (II)

said yesterday that Quic and servant (almost) we had jumped a border checkpoint in search of an identification for Quic.

Well, they were more or less 9:50 pm X day, and 18 had to be at the Toulouse airport to catch a plane at 20 h.

We were going to La Seu d'Urgell, whose police arrived about 10:15. Quic made the tail while I went to park the car. Do you remember that, to save time, we had the passport photos in Andorra? Yes indeed, after twenty minutes of tail, a very kind lady told Quic those photos were no good, I had to go into town to be others, but not to worry, that gave her a sealed paper, which will then serve to jump the queue and get the passport directly.

There we go into town, found the site to take photos, they are doing and tell us it takes about twenty minutes to give it to us. Okay, we go to breakfast, we return, we collect the photos, we return to the station. It is 11:30 h.

station is mounted in a line of father and very dear sir, but we do not care, because Quic has a piece of foil stamping, enabling them to skip it by the finger to the poor children that are there waiting. But oh, Dior treacherous kind lady has freak and instead is a bitter life of the sealed paper states that do not enable a shit and Quic have to keep row and all my neighbors.

An hour passes in which I held "friendly" with a man who comes from Andorra to make your ID to your child, because it turns out at the embassy, \u200b\u200bresidents in Andorra, make them your passport, but not DNI, which is mandatory and have to come to Spain to make him (touch your balls Mariloli), and also had the pictures wrong, and also have tango with the roll of paper seal. He also struck up a conversation with Mr. Police is keeping the door and says that indeed, the "now you seal the paper" is a mug because the bundles brown and pyre, and that is a shame because there are two officers because the town is small, but as is the entire world of Andorra, it can not cope and who have completed larger offices a year ago, but they do not send personal and therefore not open it. A jewel, the mouth of Mr. Police. Total

that at about 13:15 h. Quic comes to the counter with Ms. Bitter and bittering, which makes the DNI, and when you will make the passport says that "the passport is made at that desk there, so get in that queue, majo" . We

to that counter and, after saving rigorous duty, we also attends Ms. Bitter and bittering (to freak out, the thing), where we maintain the following conversation:

Mrs A and A: Your passport will be expired right?

Quic: I do not remember, I think so.

Mrs. A. and A: is that if it is expired, 'I can not renew.

Quic : see, Madam, I is not picked up my passport because I was bringing home the DNI, and it turns out I'm the DNI, and I have to catch a plane, and as the DNI take a month give me, as I have said get me a passport, and as in Andorra are not a passport if you do not live there, because we come here, and I have already renewed your ID but you tell me the receipt I can not travel I need to catch that plane, and I've done three hundred million photos and I kept nine-tails, so you telling me you will BALLS OF SOLUTION THAT GIVES ME for once and bloody.

Mrs. A. and A.: Look, if the passport has not expired, the only thing you can do is to upload and put a complaint saying that you have lost your passport, and now with the complaint and what you shoot.

Quic and ATT, as an aside: is, we have to put a complaint like this so we know to be false. So things are going in this country.

Quic: How I can know whether or not expired passport?

Mrs. A. and A. Ah, that's what you look me in the computer.

Quic and ATT: PLEASE MAKE AS watching!

Ms. A and A: Ah, look, yes, you have expired.

Quic (much smoke coming from his ears): Well renuevemelo p *** a time, please.

Finally, at about the 14-something, left the direction Toulouse Seu ... We have four hours to spare we should reach. Farewell to our peaceful journey seeing the sights of the Pyrenees by carreterilla small. We are on turnpike, should give us time even stop to eat something.

This would have been, were it not that, halfway, the Turnpike was cut off and diverted us from a thousand villages.

Still, we reached the airport at 17 h. As soon, even after returning the rental car and all, we were told we had to wait to check the suitcase because it was too early.

seemed that finally the nightmare was over. That he was, only, to catch a plane and a taxi to get home at a decent hour. With plenty of time to rest before the hard day I expected on Monday.

But it would not be so simple, we still had much to live ....

That is history for another post, I promise to write within a month.

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original en latin:

Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam
et lingua eins loqueteur indicium

Beautus vir qui suffert tentationem
quoniam cum probates fuerrt
accipient coronam vitae

Kyrie, ignis Divine, eleison...

O quam sancta
Quam serena
Quam benigna
Quam amoena
O castitatis lilium...

traducción en castellano:

La boca de lo justo meditara con sabiduria
y su lengua hablara el juicio

Bendito sea el hombre que sufre la tentación
despues de ser
tested will receive the crown of life

Oh Lord, Fire Divine, have mercy ... Oh how sacred


how serene
how benevolent

Oh how loved lily of chastity ...

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the day (and post) longer I.

In June, I can not remember what day exactly, Quic servant and went to spend some time in the Aran Valley in Andorra.

In the Valley of Aran discover what exactly is the definition of luxury, but it is story for another day.

What concerns us today, occurred in the second half of the trip, when, after crossing the Pyrenees and reach Escaldes, Quic found that DNI had lost somewhere in the middle of the mountain. We rented a car to stop in Toulouse and Toulouse-Madrid plane to catch. Possession of an ID was fundamental to Quic could catch that plane.

call on the English Embassy in Andorra, and reassured us greatly. It was enough to make a complaint at any police station and closer to the embassy first thing Monday morning. Would make a passport at the time. The flight left Toulouse on Monday at six o'clock in the afternoon, so no problems.

was Saturday, and got ready to enjoy our view week. One case, two days and a Dylan concert later, we planted at the English Embassy to get a passport for Quic. Quic

: Good, I lost my ID and I need a passport .

Lord Nasty: Great, in a pas pis. Estais registered right?

ATT and Quic: "Ein?

SR: Yes, registered at the consulate as residents in Andorra .

ATT and Quic: No, we are engaged and living in Madrid .

SR: Ah, we can not do anything .

ATT and Quic: will see you, Mr. SR, we have to catch a plane and we need documentation, we are in a foreign country and we had the absurd hope that our embassy, \u200b\u200bconsulate, or what the hell is This would give us some support. In addition to the phone call and told us there was no problem. And tell me what to do now .

SR: As you cross the border, going to La Seu d'Urgell Lleida and since you do there. Is that we only do passports to residents of Andorra, residents in Spain have to go to Spain.

ATT and Quic: other words, to help us we must return to Spain. Listen and if we were in, say, NY, "we also would send Spain to resolve the issue? Eh, eh? What would we do then?

SR: In that case, or I would make a pass so you could travel, or You would be there forever, jejejeje.

ATT: jokes Nah, you do not make me over, I have not the chi *** Pá lanterns (ok, just thought that was not we plan jug, yet.) Quic

: How crossed the border to Spain, if I go undocumented?

SR: Man, to the border with the complaint is sufficient for you . Total

left the embassy with face asshole. And we think that total, falling to all milk to Spain, to the passport, through Andorra, come to Toulouse and take the flight, as more worthwhile drive directly down to Madrid and return there. AVIS call us and took the idea from the head to tell us that we would charge a penalty of 300 € to return the car in a country different. Total, rather than doing the jerk up and down and pray to arrive in time to catch the flight.

Before we left, by the way, we decided (OK, I decided I) do there the photos, what to buy time ... (Remember this fact, then it will be important).

We arrived at the border. Ten thousand policemen, one up - one down. One that beckons me (somewhat rare).

ATT: Am is stopping or giving me now?

Quic: I think you are giving way .

Okay, I go ahead and suddenly ten thousand civil guards who are set to beep Totos at a time, hand raised and eyes widened. I to brake, I reverse, I stop. We got off the car:

ATT: Excuse me, forgive me busy and I thought I was giving way ...

Malaleche Agent: (A Quic) you, return the vehicle . (Ay, Quic, yes, back to the car, fuck, that you are undocumented)

(to me): Open the trunk .

I open it and ...

AM: Eh, eh, the vehicle is moving!

ATT: Huy, the parking brake ... hehe.

I put the brake and ...

AM: Do not you know it is a serious offense to leave the driving position without having properly secured the arrest of the vehicle?

ATT (increasingly small) Yes, you are right, but I've been nervous with it without wanting to skip the control and ...

AM: Documentation !

ATT: Yes, I'll take (I give him my driver's license)

AM: But, but, but ... are you English?

ATT: Yes, sir

AM: Why you should keep a car registered in France? (Damn, thank goodness we thought it was French and takes three hours talking in perfect Castilian, bud).

ATT: is that is that is that we rented yyyy Toulouse have to go to La Seu yyy yyy then back to Toulouse and return it there ...

AM: Come, go away (I do that I turn around). But ... before closing the trunk, by God.

I close the trunk, I ride in the car, I put the belt, remove the parking brake, trying not to shiver, me sniffling, rip y. ..

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lean.

In this time of drought information I have spent a thousand things I should perhaps have before, but is that what happened is I just like to plead to open land and swallow me.

turns out that I joined my new gigs on 1 July. Everything was going well in terms of systems is concerned. I went on vacation from 4 to 10 August.

When I returned, the 11th, in my inbox had messages only after 6 August. That is, all messages were missing in July. I was terrified.

I thought something would have on the system while on vacation, a reset or something. Pretty freaked to do so without notice or allow you to do a certain copy of the important things. But because something tells me that in this holy house things are a bit like that, it told me garlic and water.

blackberry saw that in itself was such messages, so it was not so serious.

Today I come to the job and had only post messages on August 12. The thing goes from brown to dark, I have something planned that makes the messages are deleted more than a week old and that is a putadón.

I start to investigate, "AutoArchive" is disabled, I have not scheduled any "rule." I call on those systems. They connect to my remote computer, touching here and there, found that "self-archiving is off, check that there is no active" rule "...

" Well girl, do not know what will be, Please send a mail to the department to any of my colleagues with more experience are put to it. "

incendiary command a mail saying that, fuck, very fat is a problem because if the messages can be lost brown roll and all that.

I called a computer guy, you connect remotely, we discuss the play. Pull down the menu "view", "current view" and an eyelash off saying "messages show only the last seven days" ... Voilà! Here are all my messages from 1 July.

"I can not believe it was only like bullshit"

"Well, Believe it, because it was"

"Well ... ashamed I give you thanks "

" Women Do not worry, these things happen "

" In my defense I will say that a colleague called me yours before nor has it occurred look at that "

" Ya. Ya ".

I guess comments ... yes, yes, the new signing, the port"

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And dreaming I thought ...

And every time I will be more gray, or rather more obscure ...
Loneliness weighs ever more
And I know whom I did not get,
So possibly my lonely life ...
have long sought for mine ...

PoetisaMF

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On the white pallor of your skin (on your pale white skin)

Let me dream you again,
In the middle of the frozen semidarkness

Embrace me across the haze
Caress my hair with the sweetness of the wind
Allow me to rest in your lap my dead flowers
To put my necrothic lips
On the pallor of your white skin

Allow me to rest in your lap
On the pallor of your white skin
And to remind all the dreams that will not happen
Dream on the lips that I never have to return to kiss
Dream on the passion that never has to turn me to rubbing
I will miss you today and always
Cause a part of me belongs to you
And I want to think that it a little of you belonged to me

Far, very far You are from me

That

Beyond Any of my dreams, So
nearby as an immortal to the death ...

Allow me to rest in your lap
On the pallor of your skin white
Grant It To Me as last desire

Before dying in the oblivion of your longings

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came to the job listening to the radio, the BE window , to give more data, and was Javier Cansado (among others) interviewing a. ..

Manuel - Country - Vidal ! The guy in the tie!

I thought the pump.

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So begins the past pluperfect.

Not that I've gone mad.
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If you'd like to wear a blouse pro want to give a different touch, they will propose various options sto you choose the one you like, you go, you feel like ...

Perfect Woman is one who does not care if it happens, or if it arrives. Which has a style, or it has or has several. That woman is different, which does not like Like all go. Although

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After this lapse of time ... They just missed me hours to sit on the computer to do what I like.

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prefer the catch of fish to meat. But that window is priceless. A brutal entrecotte

worthy of Obelix. Some scallops, worthy of Silvia. A meat ...
best: burgers deli. There is something for all tastes and flavors: Italian, with mozarrela and oregano, exotic dates, barbecue, sausage ... 20 or more varieties of the best meat guadarrama (it shows) with the original mixes that bring a unique flavor. Spectacular leading foie. The price quite affordable: between 1.50 and 3 euros a burger.

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I am forced to get serious

Platero is small, furry, soft, so soft on the outside, which would all cotton , which has no bones.

jet just mirrors of her eyes beetles are hard like two black glass.

I let loose, and goes into the meadow, and warmly caressing his nose, just rubbing them, the flowers pink, blue and yellow ...

I call softly, "Platero?, and comes to me with a cheerful trot seem to laugh, not to know what ideal jingle ...

Come when I give.

I like oranges mandarin oranges, muscatel grapes, all amber, purple figs, with its crystal drop of honey ...

is tender and affectionate as a child, a girl ...; but strong and dry inside, like stone.

When I walk on it, on Sundays, for the last streets in the village, country men, dressed in clean and slowly stared at it

-Tien 'aser ...

has steel. Steel and silver moon, at the same time. "

Today marks 50 years since the death of Juan Ramón Jiménez, and has not performed any act or statewide in its report .

Anyway ... not seem necessary to say much more.

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really what does not happen to me, does not happen to anyone.

The story is that on the night of Wednesday, May 7 left to the poor Severo Moto in the office door, because it was raining. And as I ran in the rain, I forgot locks, lock it and do any act that might prevent, or at least difficult, I was stolen.

On Thursday 8 May, I had a difficult day between gigs interviews and court hearings, and it caused it was not until seven o'clock when I realized that I had stolen.

Then I headed for a night of dinner and theater with Quic, and decided that no sense to screw us at night, so I shut that bitch and enjoyed the evening. Upon leaving the theater Quic tells me I'm serious, I tell you.

I decide to go home and put the complaint by telephone. But, when you call, Mr. Police tells me I better go near a police station, because the telephone complaints are not valid until you sign them to the police station, and will not be to make a mess and I use my bike is responsible for not having denounced (at this point, I would appreciate someone explain to me what the hell does the telephone hotline) .

Total that as do not know where my local police station to go to which is to pick the car, and is the one o'clock, I decide that, overall, I take the car to go to Chamberí, which is what Know of a lifetime.

When I'm coming to the police, since my office is close by, it occurs to me give a couple of laps around the area, will not be just a prank or to see if there is luck or what have you got me hunch .

Indeed, I find Seve shot a block from the office, I want to see if it's OK, and let padlock and stuff, but I left my keys at home (I was going to complain, not to find the bike). Total I come home, I grab the keys to the bike and Quic that the poor can not sleep, decided to come with me. We

back to the bike: the front is out of place, it was not a prank, and have tried to steal whatever they have left it there. I test the bike, it will not automatically start, or intermittent, or the horn, but boots. I decide to lock and leave it there the next day we'll see. Remove the ignition key ... y. .. not stop! I with the key in his pocket, and the bike started. To piss and take no drop.

Nothing, call the Race, they say it will take between 30 and 40 minutes.

After thirty minutes I called the mechanic and he said he had been told that I am in a corner of two streets that according to his map does not converge at any point, so you better tell me where I am. Indeed, had the wrong man in the street name. Overall, I say they came in 20 minutes. There

still waiting, when for a car next to Mari Puri and few meters from Seve, get off me Quic a girl and says "Att , the aunt is naked" .

I turn and see an aunt in thong gets into the back of the car while the driver does the same for Inside ... and start to fuck! Ole, ole and requeteole.

do not know how, but it is best for them every ten minutes the alarm of the car and the four indicators are lit. That's passion, and other nonsense. Quic and servant

we did not believe what was happening. Such a surreal situation could only be overcome if the RACE arrived with siren lights and arches its placed next to the fuckers. That, unfortunately, did not happen.

spend more than 20 minutes and fails RACE. And here you think ... could be worse ... might rain ... And indeed, gentlemen it rains!

In that blessed moment arrives RACE, touch all playable (unless the girl's thong), connects all the cables and then only remove the spark plug happens to stand. There is the bike lock and no spark.

It's four o'clock in the morning peak, we go home. The others are still fucking.

The next day I put the plug, I'm going to the shop and when I remove the ignition key, the bike stops, and so plain little. I leave for service, just had a short, but hey, I have put about and return to having bike.

If you already said G. the other day: "ATT and Quic, these beings experts that late at night something amazing happened to them that prevents them from going to sleep"

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Toads (muse for a moment) Come

Where do I come Meanwhile
stop grief? Gloomy
violets
road before me are turned
Shadowed spoil what was once a beautiful princess


Tears Tears that were no longer
For my eyes are dry to mourn
not find peace or peace in this
loneliness Sapos " how found? Toads few
"let go?
How many kisses? ... I do not know

does not matter anymore When the sun illuminates my face
Tired of wandering, be your dreamy prince
be there for me and smile
ending my lethargy mortuary
of violets, marsh, frogs and solitude ... Poet

MF

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I have not gone yet. I knew his website http://www.peseta.org/ . And they are very nice. I want it all, especially the bum. Of course, the artisan is paid as you will see.

Cosita I present tender (yes, they put names to all the purses, jiji).

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The evening began promising: the rain and cold did not stop to go to a park to witness the concert of a group whose lead singer had a piece considerable say. But it was not the most pathetic of the night.

Six participants in history, namely: Quic, Sue, D., G., Mademoiselle E. and servant. The six of us got on Mari Puri and headed to the humble abode of ATT and Quic, after passing through the station for the relevant supplies.

summarize: Alcohol, drugs, good music, good conversation ... G., and D. Quic GEOMAG hooked on ... G. want to go, Sue gets another drink ... G. and D. warn that the bathroom door, threatening to be barred (which somehow discovered that we never know) ... All decide to leave, Sue asks for a second to go to the bathroom ... Sue stays locked in the bathroom.

Yes, gentlemen, are the 4:30 am. We are all more or less drunk, and Sue is locked in my bathroom.

After a short attempt to remove it from there, call a locksmith emergency, warns us of the barbarity that at a minimum, we will charge for going out at that hour. We decided that we are more macho than anyone, and there is no lock that resists us.

dismantle the lock on the outside while Mademoiselle E. Sue gives encouragement from the community garden, through the bathroom window. We pass the screwdriver Sue, as she passes us "allen wrench? I was kept in the bathroom cabinet.

screws do not work, try to pry the frame starts to crack. Come on in and out of the garden. Give encouragement and instructions to Sue. Break expired credit cards and let the DNI's something dodgy D. We spent cigarette out the window of the kitchen.

pressed on the door, we hammer here and there. Sue part of the hammer. At one point, Mademoiselle E. (From the garden) and Sue (from the bathroom) sing the "Happy Birthday" dedicated to Quic. But he does not know why ... has fallen asleep in crisis!

The door is cracked, peeling trim, the interior plate twisted out of plane under the wall, Mademoiselle E. distributes cigars and encouragement in the rain, G. repeated over and over With a second, eh Sue? ... Quic hoarse and I can not but mourn for the lost laughter in the river ... ... we throw down the door! D. is thrown repeatedly against the door, and bounces off walls and shelves in the hallway. G. does the same and ends up falling on his ass with significant back pain wherever lost her chaste name. D. try again, and the central panel yields. We get a considerable slice.

ATT comes into play (which had already borne considerable caderazos at the door) and begins to drop kick left and right, until your leg through the door. Now we have a real hole.

D. tries in vain through the hole open. We started a little more hands and make a hole large enough for Sue to get out. First he tries to head, then get it by removing the feet. I miss them all home. are more or less the six-something. Quic

still snoring. But I decided that I remove that damn eggs inside lever. I go into the bathroom through the hole and after much effort to rip the damn screw bitterness. No good nothing. The mechanism is out but the door does not open.

is seven and a half, I better go to bed. At 11 I wake up and start to pick up pieces of wood throughout the house. Quic rises with arcades, but does not fit the doorway of the bathroom. Cojo pliers and begin to pull bits until Quic can enter.

finally arrived my brother, that hero . Within 15 minutes, get out the internal mechanism of the lock and thus open the door. And in another 10 minutes get a carton and puts me in the door so that, provisionally, in the bathroom have a minimum of privacy.

Finally, do you want a fun night? Come on ATT's house! Of course, you come early, because although (surprisingly) the neighbors have not complained, after last night I do not think that after a long time.

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Come and pat my neck to be entranced in pain
That causes me your absence
Smug possess the power to disarm me my arguments
Y losing to the forbidden kisses Let me offer
your sinful lips

necrotic Exalt my longing with your icy hands
Given the undying wrath of the envious
willows weep Do not stop neurotic
leaves fall
them try to distract us from our lethargy

mortuary Come

test blood pouring from my eyes
Cold Ones of waiting in the shadows I look forward
burn in your fire
dismayed by the momentum of your desires
wild Break the garments that bind my desolation
perennial Into the abyss of our love We just

to which the captain of my cross
on his shoulders the burden is so unbearable love Come


not let me down I do not think to stand again ...
Poet
MF
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(waiting)

much time has passed
millennia They feel like traversed by the lethargy
In this gloomy darkness
With only a picture of my prince
dreamed that becomes visible when you close my eyes
Given the languid gaze of hundreds of fairy
That nod their heads crowned in roses
As I look hopeless to their graves

Tombstone carved with the whispers of the elves
That prey on around me like hyenas just waiting
Harpies my end
While I, caught in the dungeon of your memories I could not escape
embedded in your potion
Poison burning in my soul

sleeve the figure of any mortal
Taking his face to get my hopes again
Giving life to all my hopes
Dictated by the passion of my waking
Tanta light in such darkness,
But no ... it is a mirage of new
Everlasting
game of hide You come and go as smiling cherub
Hecatombe my delusions of prejudice

macabre masquerade comfort of your invention
Who do you think I am to me victim of such a claim? Gothic Princess
your story you
dark for my haven and rest
While pain and despair
Why come and go?
Any day came for us to stay? ... Petals

Prieta
zephyr black roses to my mausoleum
that flourished under the incessant rain of my restlessness
Rain sliding under the cold stone gargoyles that watch
each of my movements

Dancing in my darkness perpetuated Still

eternal dance in my accepting the invitation from the only gentleman of my desires
Palideciente
That reverberates my lips in scarlet footman

He sheathed by moments
Making me believe you, it was not nor will ever
Who you will use this time?
"show me your true face someday? No more dreaming

contained in exasperation No more of your beloved

came to me the young man who will embody the details unimaginable
So you face ever-changing food
my bloodless lilies,
was not revealed at all
not even in the middle of the fruit of our delirious confusion


Go and show yourself again, young vampire prince possession
Go back to another mortal
Using his lips to kiss
Using your body to feel
Until you dare to show you the way you are
Oh, dear prince
Because the masks will fall sooner rather than later
tired feet Before touring the forests thousand emaciated
From your princess ... Poet

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A Hard by the rich potatoes !!!!! Friendly food

Now that is a good time "who does not like to drink a beer very fresh or frozen Coke accompanied by a defect?

Well, in the Brothers pataterie Herranz (Alcantara, 16, alcala, 260) will find all sorts of good and crunchy toppings. The first time I went ... I almost fainted Print:

Peel of all kinds, potatoes, Quico, Japanese snacks, Mexican, gumdrops, licorice, clouds (hams), straws, almonds, candied, dried apricots, dried cherries, olives, pickles ...

Yummy !!!!!!!!

I recommend it, go and organize a picnic for a good movie dozing on the couch.

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I'ma desgraciadita, jo

Saturday started hurting a foot. The left, to be exact. He wore beautiful shoes, but quality ... say dubious, so I chalked the pain to that fact, thinking it would happen the next day.

But no. The following days continued aching feet when he used it, but the rest of the time did not hurt. On Monday I noticed a small swelling between two fingers and I do not know why, I decided that I must have broken one of them, so I put a tape them together. And I promised I would go to the doctor if Thursday was aching. Curro had a brown on the table, do you want me to say.

Wednesday at noon was over brown, and at that moment I realized I did not hurt just to walk, but all the time. And it hurt me a lot.

Wednesday at six I went to the orthopedic surgeon at a clinic near the office. First I said it could be three things. So I made an X-ray to rule them. And the rule.

There were two options: Ströikrolngêonk syndrome (for example), a Mr. that in his spare time makes Ikea tables, or metatarsalgia.

As it turns out I have no numbness in the fingers and the " clamp maneuver" caused me a slight pain but not excruciating pain, rule out the syndrome and chose Grönholmflinki in principle (and see), the metatarsalgia.

Seven days
analgesics, fifteen of walking with silicone insoles ( on both feet, of course, I do not want within 15 days come with the hip bent ) and subsequent review to see what happens.

When asked what may be due to this, I said a bad stamp, a fall, blow, walk more than usual, wrong shoes, a bad move ... and / o. .. stress!

Indeed, it has reached a point where I think the race they learn that, when explaining the possible causes of a diagnosis should say " blah, blah, blah, blah and stress ".

Releche Is this already.

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I'm a child, milk.

days ago, weeks or months (do not remember, it does not matter), at a dinner, Sue endeavored to assert my manhood while trying to participate in an anthology (and constantly delayed) revenge / battle of the sexes about trivial board. I came to say that I was the masculine touch the girls team because, he said, know much sports. More than a female should know well.

My trauma was not small. It that is not (nor want to be) typically female. But, bucking, it is not as macho as the paint.

had forgotten this event (after a great effort), until last Saturday night.

We left a gambling den, Quic and I, when a girl Quic stopped and began to chat. When I realized this, I backed and went to them. At that time the girl greeted me warmly (denoting that I knew) and I gave a: huy sorry, I had not realized it was you, I thought I had seen two boys leaving .

And there came the "incident Sue" to memory. And go with a guy I'm fucking .

With Dior the trauma happened quickly and definitively when, a few seconds later, I remembered that the girl in question was nothing more and nothing less, the sister of Sue.

fact, not that I look like a man, is that "Sue Sisters" have a serious problem of perception of foreign sex. White and cylinder.