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I can not stand guys who, in bed, talk to diminutives. I will not give examples because the thought of it makes my hair like hooks but we all know perfectly what I mean. And not the guys that you talk as if you were a little girl, these are pa separate them out to eat, but those who simply use any kind of short. As far as I'm concerned, in the privacy of my boudoir do not want anything down, or language.

not stand those who spend their time asking questions, you look like you are interviewing, or examinándote: "Do you like it? How do you feel? Q "hat do you think? How are you? What do you think? Do me a brief justification of ethical modern man's existential dilemma as it proceeds with cunnilingus? "And you, while trying to abstraerte, concentrate, not to scream" But you want to close the After a bloody mouth? ... well, shut up do not have to close it but shut up, dioxide. " Plantéatelo this: If I can string a coherent sentence, is there anything you're not doing well.

Not to mention, when questions that makes you type in question are ret & oacutee; rich, ie, requiring no response, but he insists on repeating over and over again (this happened to give examples, which then identifies itself rock and ride ed ; lera) So that we understand, it's like in class, the teacher asks "Do you understand?" students do not say "yeahhhh" in unison, it is assumed that, unless you raise your hand , you've understood. Well, that same happens in these cases, only the boy in question, rather than asking once, I asked fourteen or forty, you feel like saying "If you, hell, yes, I I've heard, I want to leave alone? "... withtinue

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Let's get this straight once
Size matters, money brings as much happiness as health or love who does not. Physicist personality wins over most of the time, all the assholes are lucky. Justice as understood by ordinary mortals there. Humans are, by nature, selfish and interested. All they appear foolish virgin, the work does not dignify a shit, who gets up Diox will wrinkle, turn the other cheek guarantees you'll host a second well deserved. The best reward is the one that comes without effort.

SPM Teruel and there and I stuffed myself to chocolate until you pass me the urge to scream, curse and throw for the jugular of somebody that I know. I hate whores

social conventions, dammit!.
(And no one asks me who are the eggs I'm treading)

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am a crappy, crappy a sad, pulls, as I said. It's something I mortified but I think I can not do anything about it. You can not go against genetics. I

people at the gym dressed in black leggings, brown shirts, red shirt and green fleece with pink collar. Looking at my picture in the mirrored wall I wonder why the hell I am colorblind full time: If I leave the house without realizing that look like a clown, what he would stay in the destitution other times. Not just that, just through the door of my home, magically recover the aesthetic criteria, just to see me is mortified at eachpejo in each window, in the eyes of my peers. My coach Slavic

sticks a bony finger in my belly and calls me "cierrra ribs, dentrro abdomen, navel contrra back, bending, bending, bending!". I bite my tongue not to say where the finger can get skinny and try to concentrate while repositions my position over and over again, pierce the pleats as the witch of Hansel and Gretel story. I wonder who can close and open his ribs at will and why is it that I've never seen anyone with the navel marcándosele kidneys. She gives me a breather while going to answer the phone. Observedresigned my image to the back of the room. The reflection clarito tells me: "give it up, baby, you can not go against nature, I have to gain"

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your %&$## birthday when, with her black cocktail dress and a pair of sunglasses covering the ravages of the night awake, stood at the window of the butcher of the family empire of his beloved chocolate breakfast with churros seen watching the windows of black pudding and tripe. Knowing with regret impossible to forget that love was a prerequisite for the transition to maturity I needed.

Many were the obstacles that had come between them: One older brother, a hunter of wild animals in the African savannah and his wife drunk and addicted to cosmetic surgery. Ana Maria, The baby of the family from an early age was put in charge of the family business, managing to combine his two great passions: creative accounting and interior design. The eldest living the virgin and the patriarch, sick at heart, still in this world by the sheer will to live, fearing that his death so hard up that empire is coming down more erections faster than her youngest, the darling ... but I digress.

Anyway, she decided to give up on love, the love teenager, the love of Candy Candy, because he knew he had no future. He jam & aacute, s exceed its pathological phobia tared looking at disturbing and she never put on the horns of a dilemma. The thing was a draw.

She dismissed the view, while gobbling the last churro from that cold Saturday morning:

Arrevoire, blah of my backings! It was nice while it lasted.