cane floral composition, very interesting ... The floral dog technique by Donna Kato ... really interesting.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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dog: the technique by Donna Kato Tiger
cane floral composition, very interesting ... The floral
dog technique by Donna Kato ... really interesting.
cane floral composition, very interesting ... The floral dog technique by Donna Kato ... really interesting.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Holland And Barrat Kudzu
The heat is bad. To me at least.
For a change I hate the heat, for a change I'm sick of summer and the sun, we now get used, it is my usual summer complaint, just a little ' earlier than usual.
Last night I got home I looked like a contest of Miss Wet T-shirt with the hair of Cruella De Vil and yet half an hour was really cleansing. Exit
tired from work and feel your clothes sticking to the heat on him two seconds after leaving the comforting air conditioned office is the coup de grace every day. Yesterday the storm
possess me so screwed around in motion, but at least enough to be regenerated me to spend a quiet evening with a good friend. One thing is quite rare lately.
Maybe it's just that having a stable job is still new to me, and even if I'm not particularly tired me down the defense as required by be prey more than usual of my little paranoid, my little stress, my cursed weakness.
point and end up standing on the shit, I really vital questions as trivial, bad sleep every damn night.
And the expense to be who I always end up around.
I need my vacation, stay in bed all morning, not to suffer in this heat, not to have to look at the clock, play and laugh, especially laughing. How much did me good laugh last night.
I just have to bite the bullet for another 7 days and then will start my therapy. A therapy based on walking, pampering and good food, then that is what I prefer.
In the meantime I have a petition from sour spinster for operators of Facebook. Can you please change the words "People You Might Know" with "People You Might Want to know? At least I'll stop angry for every friend request that I get at random. If I had wanted to meet new people I would have registered at a dating site. But as seems to be common practice to add (and accepting) people at random because it "has a picture friendly" or "we're both fans of Nutella" or worse "I want to make new friends", change the disclaimer and I will get your heart at rest at least .
End of the outburst from sour spinster.
Last night I got home I looked like a contest of Miss Wet T-shirt with the hair of Cruella De Vil and yet half an hour was really cleansing. Exit
tired from work and feel your clothes sticking to the heat on him two seconds after leaving the comforting air conditioned office is the coup de grace every day. Yesterday the storm
possess me so screwed around in motion, but at least enough to be regenerated me to spend a quiet evening with a good friend. One thing is quite rare lately.
Maybe it's just that having a stable job is still new to me, and even if I'm not particularly tired me down the defense as required by be prey more than usual of my little paranoid, my little stress, my cursed weakness.
point and end up standing on the shit, I really vital questions as trivial, bad sleep every damn night.
And the expense to be who I always end up around.
I need my vacation, stay in bed all morning, not to suffer in this heat, not to have to look at the clock, play and laugh, especially laughing. How much did me good laugh last night.
I just have to bite the bullet for another 7 days and then will start my therapy. A therapy based on walking, pampering and good food, then that is what I prefer.
In the meantime I have a petition from sour spinster for operators of Facebook. Can you please change the words "People You Might Know" with "People You Might Want to know? At least I'll stop angry for every friend request that I get at random. If I had wanted to meet new people I would have registered at a dating site. But as seems to be common practice to add (and accepting) people at random because it "has a picture friendly" or "we're both fans of Nutella" or worse "I want to make new friends", change the disclaimer and I will get your heart at rest at least .
End of the outburst from sour spinster.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Tummy Girdle Shops In Bangalore
Goodbye.
I'll never learn to say goodbye.
Even when I look, even when I know that will happen, even when I feel it.
I knew this moment would come, but I pretended that it was not the case.
I did not even alarmed that does not respond to sms. Blind
until the end of my denial.
The voice on the phone tells me "I have bad news," and I think this might even be you, until you say it.
in tears as I write overlapping memories even thought they still existed, as if the past had come to knock on the door with all our photos and messages.
It seems unbearable to have remained the only one to remember things that you and I have lived alone.
I remember crying when I refugee from you. You were the first to know that I had broken with Ale, one whose shirt I soaked the funeral of Jordan.
cry with you.
Now I cry for you.
Goodbye.
I write because I can not say.
Even when I look, even when I know that will happen, even when I feel it.
I knew this moment would come, but I pretended that it was not the case.
I did not even alarmed that does not respond to sms. Blind
until the end of my denial.
The voice on the phone tells me "I have bad news," and I think this might even be you, until you say it.
in tears as I write overlapping memories even thought they still existed, as if the past had come to knock on the door with all our photos and messages.
It seems unbearable to have remained the only one to remember things that you and I have lived alone.
I remember crying when I refugee from you. You were the first to know that I had broken with Ale, one whose shirt I soaked the funeral of Jordan.
cry with you.
Now I cry for you.
Goodbye.
I write because I can not say.
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