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Well, well, bitch!

Amigas, the world is one of the bitches.

I just found ... was there.

From useless to be pretty, cute, nice, you want ... nor be ugly, neurotic, asshole, blonde, brunette, redhead. Girls, as I told my friend Chio ... THEY WANT TO THE DAUGHTERS OF THE Ching! Net, think about it, when was the last time you told a man who loved him and he corresponded.

kick to the love, but love to make them poop!

From useless to be noble, or be friends, the details are trash to them ... They remember the bitches ... can not live without them. You will open your heart, shirt, legs ... and they, you evaluate, you put barriers reject you.

in your home if you are noble ... bring you the cat. You're stuck, you insult. And also some men do this ... the bitches, nobody hits. nobody mess with them.

And just think of the shock that I mean change the style ... if I have to lose weight ... beautiful, bitch, bitch daughter, learning to use them as Kleenex. If ... they're just a FAJE or free in waiting to happen. A woman is disposable ... a sister, a daughter.

a bitch never will be.

look: if you bitch and you're not a victim, others suffer, you mess with yours, you go through life full of success, drawing attention, not get depressed ... there are many dudes ... sorry, men waiting for you just around the corner. You will not feel sorry, everyone wants to be with you.

The gift of a child as I was I do not care. No matter the meaning, the buttocks of a bitch and her breasts ... the crazy. You'll never be out of work if you bitch. Never without an appointment, go to the best places.

not you ... pendeja'm not ... bitch I've never been ... Time to be!

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Proceedings of the love of my life

many years ago, I fell in love with a great human being, a lot has happened since then, his life and my life have been anything but constant matches. But every time I see it, the feeling remains the same, ignoro si el sintió alguna vez algo por mi, pero se que ahora yo estoy en un lugar diferente, y el, completamente inalcanzable.

En este escrito, que encontré en mi cuenta de hi5 -la cual estoy cerrando ya-, lo escribí el día que nos reencontramos después de 7 años sin vernos, un 17 de marzo de 2009 (el número siete es recurrente en mi vida) y hoy lo comparto con ustedes.

Ayer te vi… Y recordé al ver tus ojos, el mismo sentimiento de hace años, qué pasó, qué fue, no lo sé, no lo quiero saber, tengo miedo de sentir, de saber y de preguntar. Pero un instante mágico en el que a través de tus ojos I saw my future, I saw my heart, I rebuilt my life, my heart began to beat ... and reborn, that I felt, I felt my soul and I lost track of my reality.

And say goodbye, walking, going step by step, leaving you behind, I can not breathe, I felt that I could not walk, my chest hurt, I would talk more with you, see, feel and pain Acute between my arm and my chest made me react ... lit a cigarette ... and I had left ... and what happened, I remember every second of the minute I saw you.

When you gave me a hug, it was like an angel give me back what I lost in recent years, was to provide an invisible link in my mind came back to tell me I can not put my heart and I feel for you will remain part of me forever, live on that piece of my heart is yours. And that bond that keeps me alive and keeps me sane, was rebuilt at a time. We may never know the love you gave me unknowingly and unwittingly, is my miracle never see back, always forward and I know you'll always be with me.