from school!
Just because he makes cool. I'm sponging the (also) to school from 54 mega adsl XD = CCCC =
Post semi useless to say hello. I'm leaving tomorrow and I will miss COC. But I will have my wife \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 XD
Salveh
Monday, October 29, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Love Wearing Sanitary Towels
mikael_elric @ 2007-10-14T01: 15:00
seems so strong, Luke?
Well, the thing that hurts most is the difference between appearance and essence.
Oh, it's so easy to look like strong boys. How easy it around shouting that I have a girlfriend - how simple bulla almost, almost say that only a hateful thirst for leadership.
As you can tell others to be strong, that everything will be fine.
How easy it is to rock the people close to me with whispered words that make you feel good.
's all easy when you preach.
It 's the scratching that is difficult for me - an action that simply jump feet together.
Often, in nightmares, I imagine that the circle is repeated .
I told myself that I would be gone, a kick in the balls would not let anyone removed.
But what I did?
Ten euro went into the toilet. And I rode, not so much for the ten euro, but because they had money for her.
And I can not help but hate. Why
I still can not commit. Because my mind is occupied by far (566 questions by Dr. Cock, and those spots absurd. Just to see if I'm not crazy. NO, they are not, understand it or WANT YOU STILL LIFE LONG torment?), Because Friday I got up with the hiccups and incazzatura the inability to study and the ability of these psychologists / psychiatrists to look after the day, preventing me from having a clear mind. Why do I keep skipping school days and occurs because I have too much sleep - and my promises are broken like a mirror to the ground. Seven years of bad luck, um.
And it's always the fucking circle that repeats itself.
And my weakness that bounces like a rubber ball. Bounce and comes back to me in hand.
I had to say no, fuck. How could I say no to my uncles. More
goes on the more I am wondering what I did wrong. And I hate it because I feel like a fucking emo, devil. And I would not emoizzare here, but I have not the courage to do it before others. But sooner or later I'll find it.
Maybe.
And 'I'm afraid. I'm afraid that letting everyone know of my uncles, they change their mind, or attitude, occheccazzo I know.
do not know, I'm shooting at random bullshit.
In truth, for now I only have so much fear that what I Ribecco the station one morning.
seems so strong, Luke?
Well, the thing that hurts most is the difference between appearance and essence.
Oh, it's so easy to look like strong boys. How easy it around shouting that I have a girlfriend - how simple bulla almost, almost say that only a hateful thirst for leadership.
As you can tell others to be strong, that everything will be fine.
How easy it is to rock the people close to me with whispered words that make you feel good.
's all easy when you preach.
It 's the scratching that is difficult for me - an action that simply jump feet together.
Often, in nightmares, I imagine that the circle is repeated .
I told myself that I would be gone, a kick in the balls would not let anyone removed.
But what I did?
Ten euro went into the toilet. And I rode, not so much for the ten euro, but because they had money for her.
And I can not help but hate. Why
I still can not commit. Because my mind is occupied by far (566 questions by Dr. Cock, and those spots absurd. Just to see if I'm not crazy. NO, they are not, understand it or WANT YOU STILL LIFE LONG torment?), Because Friday I got up with the hiccups and incazzatura the inability to study and the ability of these psychologists / psychiatrists to look after the day, preventing me from having a clear mind. Why do I keep skipping school days and occurs because I have too much sleep - and my promises are broken like a mirror to the ground. Seven years of bad luck, um.
And it's always the fucking circle that repeats itself.
And my weakness that bounces like a rubber ball. Bounce and comes back to me in hand.
I had to say no, fuck. How could I say no to my uncles. More
goes on the more I am wondering what I did wrong. And I hate it because I feel like a fucking emo, devil. And I would not emoizzare here, but I have not the courage to do it before others. But sooner or later I'll find it.
Maybe.
And 'I'm afraid. I'm afraid that letting everyone know of my uncles, they change their mind, or attitude, occheccazzo I know.
do not know, I'm shooting at random bullshit.
In truth, for now I only have so much fear that what I Ribecco the station one morning.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
How Do I Turn Off Veriface
. I live for you.
live for her, you know
The first time I met her I do not remember
but as I came in and stayed there
live for her because she makes my soul vibrate so strongly
live for her and not a burden
I live for her because now I have no other way out because she
You know I never betrayed
There was another life I live for her.
Good mesiversario second, my love.
live for her, you know
The first time I met her I do not remember
but as I came in and stayed there
live for her because she makes my soul vibrate so strongly
live for her and not a burden
I live for her because now I have no other way out because she
You know I never betrayed
There was another life I live for her.
Good mesiversario second, my love.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Online Futanari Manga English
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I created this logo for the theme of "scientific tourism" Portici
I created this logo for the theme of "scientific tourism" Portici
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
How To Get Past Websense
. Ugly.
E 'I feel really ... I do not know, sucks.
cry from Saturday - I did not go to school, and this time it was my father's fault but mine that I had too much sleep because I went to bed late - and yesterday was appalling. I'm stupid, I was bad with Momo, yesterday helped me in math and I was only good to start crying because I was fucking those equations, and I made stupid comments because he said that two weeks is still widespread.
Sorry.
Today, the task of overcoming the debt has gone obscenely chemistry, if it were not for David would have been even worse.
Thanks, although I do not ever read.
Friday that mathematics will be even worse, and will be another disappointment to give Na.
I hate to complain, I hate to write sick, I hate to see me weak. But Luke breaks so much that I start to open the door.
Tse.
In truth, what I do not even know. Maybe I
that I have already broken the school, because I feel disgustingly failure. Maybe I
I broke Italian law and his fuckin slow. Maybe I
route that I have to prove that I'm crazy when I'm already two years that I do.
Maybe I have already tired. More than anything, my weakness. I do not concentrate on anything, and are good to tell me which is the fault of my problems, when some people are worse off than me and still goes on.
In fact, I do not have a clue.
Sorry. Mo
Sorry about yesterday.
Sorry Na.
Sorry.
E 'I feel really ... I do not know, sucks.
cry from Saturday - I did not go to school, and this time it was my father's fault but mine that I had too much sleep because I went to bed late - and yesterday was appalling. I'm stupid, I was bad with Momo, yesterday helped me in math and I was only good to start crying because I was fucking those equations, and I made stupid comments because he said that two weeks is still widespread.
Sorry.
Today, the task of overcoming the debt has gone obscenely chemistry, if it were not for David would have been even worse.
Thanks, although I do not ever read.
Friday that mathematics will be even worse, and will be another disappointment to give Na.
I hate to complain, I hate to write sick, I hate to see me weak. But Luke breaks so much that I start to open the door.
Tse.
In truth, what I do not even know. Maybe I
that I have already broken the school, because I feel disgustingly failure. Maybe I
I broke Italian law and his fuckin slow. Maybe I
route that I have to prove that I'm crazy when I'm already two years that I do.
Maybe I have already tired. More than anything, my weakness. I do not concentrate on anything, and are good to tell me which is the fault of my problems, when some people are worse off than me and still goes on.
In fact, I do not have a clue.
Sorry. Mo
Sorry about yesterday.
Sorry Na.
Sorry.
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