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do not write something here, and should in no circumstances do. Tarde, conditioned by events, and not too clear because of the time and be caused by jogging Friday and holiday. however, and I think that yes I can boast, or at least they can not catch me on the contrary, I am from the outside, and try to get inside, honest and consistent. Today the world, as might be often, but usually I'm not as deep or as analytical, I was disappointed.

not all. Some still there and I'm surprised some of his good will, but some other "world" or part thereof, is superficial, complacent, eager, ask whatdoes not, offer what does not ... exhibits what does not. That hurts, it hurts when I have expectations when I am deceived.

Hopefully better next time you write. This time around have been half-measures and half silly. I something in me, and I get something from anyone. When I used when someone physically. And Contrary to what I thought, emotionally and empathically not. I'm a dreamer, not a fool, but because I let delude. There are no women as before, which they perceived, and pursued further and can detect sensitivity. Now there is only stabilities hunters, hunting-rolls and (strong) game hunting powders or penises. Sorry

muchísmo. Much. & Nb

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new updates, after just a year. 365 days. My birthday.

But it has gone as well JUST a year, has been a fair year, we, that has spread JUSTICE for this you write and you write?

New developments in my life summarized in a draft that I add as an appendix (going to say a hemorrhoid, but I want to pass myself off as fine as my new age). You know the drill, that's a pride. friends, girlfriend, home, work, my "roll", ie games, movies, Heavy Metal ...

And as always, to dedicate my words to someone, a friend of truth that they have been earned.

This year I have divided the little heart, I'm of two, David and Michael,worse, or simply no longer could.

With a well-deserved smile on my part and a llenazo of contentment in my heart, this year two for one, but not like in Carrefour, but simply as I can not choose, do not, both deserve it and both there you have it.

And why not? "Next year is dedicated to both and thus also give you the same thing at all, a full year of my life as a tribute, which split into bi-annual.


Not into banality ...


never be banal. Maybe, Bacchanalia.


And the five ten I stop typing, having done what he had to do, and thinking about tomorrow, a partyyears said that "the absence of media, plenty of ideas." I hold. It will always be much more self-sufficient and imaginative a kid with a toy, with a computer. And now maybe I spend too much, I have too much to do, and too much already ...

me explain.

I have work, I have a girlfriend, recently inaugurated a home relatively easy to maintain. I had enough money for my needs and few quirks, a car, but ugly, mine, and capable of being supplied with gasoline, a pleasant musical grupete local success ...

But perhaps what I feed myself, and also "makes me" is the uncertainty, the excitement of what I have to Curran, and imagine, that inspires me,

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and it has helped me to INAME, for its extravagance and produce my chemistry and chemical inside me that makes me happy and fills me, why not say so? love. His lack of barriers, their spontaneity and neutrality to the authority of right, their rebellion, sometimes in excess intentionally, sometimes in excess unconscious, made completely irresistible, and I love it. In fact there was a time that meant it was inevitable that we finished together. One way or another it will, but now I say in the most fraternal, friendly and charming ... Because I believe that this friendship is through the end of the day. He has demonstrated beyond doubt and demands, which is worth a world in my world. She, I, a pen, paper, coffee, wine, a nighta bar ... there is poetry and aesthetics of art, surrealism, emotions to the surface, and the feeling of being in a unique and very personal moment in time. Joooooooooooorge his way of saying, the joke of the eye, the way they laugh, to have things their sexual stories I will never understand (and approve your?) Where a more traditional borders Rwanda ("Rwanda has many borders?) and quasi bowled just shocked, but I do not get it because I enjoy it as a forbidden world for me but for my ears ... as a passage of terror where the wrong step, yet good. All these and more special even today I continue to hunt. Some people do not support it, who can not assimilate, who delights there. I say this only happens withthe great ones, with that indifference is an antonym. It also gives life to what I do, my songs, what I write, my ideas ... me. It is a heroine of the story and legend that I rescued from obscurity, that I rescued from the vulgarity, the monotony and loneliness, and makes me feel a symbiont adapted to an amount that increases and enhances the individual. Took his taxi to my car, the fork we are entangled in the hair is still in my personal museum, and other fetishes, with the pun, I know glory.

I have not looked at yet www.rae.es, but wikipedia says that the glory is ...

* Reputation, fame and honor which is of good deeds and great qualities. * Taste and pleasure vehor great people in my life in my thirtieth anniversary goes to ... Gloriah. That is certainly not welcomed me.

try to avoid these things as well forget that I'm gone, simplmemente using the calendar, because my memory is not much trust me, things of age.

I hope not so long to write, but if it is to remember my great friends, certainly justify the delay.

Happy birthday to me, and: D Thanks for reading, if they ever do.

What You Need To Look For In A Mole Gray day.

is to have the whole, more "everything" will be, I take poetic license, since I am well aware that the word, the adjective "all" does not support grading. This is not penalized, it would be absurd to do with myself.

Today, as we will see in my mood, I'm not too thin. I work hard, and I get little of mine, which I also reflected in my fotolog, a text I am going to graze openly, because I think it has been nice enough vindicating, as for me to vindicate in order to justify further mine:

"There are bars imaginary real bars, barriers to communication, human relations, between what you want to do and what to do, between the routine and life we have que dream.

The deprivation of this freedom, at whatever level, the level that affects us, Abbe, and like the body in the absence of movement, and seizes the mind numbing.

and ai is, when I want to go West and see that I go to the South. All this feeling will change when I come undone with laughter for any nonsense, I obceque to finish a song or tell enthusiastic and with a twinkle in his eyes the last thing I go through the head, without being influenced by anything. Lately

situations too much and I are imposed, not chosen, and it is very bad in a society of pupae, or slaves of it, chasing the impossible: to do what I please.

I'm not saying these tasks found (non-busrdonad my, now, lack of class) a new day of shit. Sedman

happy, self-subscribe I desire as leech to jugular. "

I think it's very illustrative in this regard, then. I hope to get a nap now. I wish to wake up everything is clearer, and I will be more I do not know, optimistic.

And I wish I could tell, because this image of myself I lose track. Or maybe I have a self image too bright.

Anyway, thanks for reading.