Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Mise A Jour Nero Startsmart Essen

THRUSH AND REAL

Madonna Meets World! You're dead tired, your job as well as your only reason for life and livelihood is also the cause of your self-destruction.
And fortunately there are your friends (those with a capital A) trying to make you desist from taking the vows. You're there you did not care about equality, you are now closer to an angel than a woman, that creature who sees all and all it provides, and therefore distances himself ... Yes, of course, the inclinations of those hormones are not dormant but the power of self belief of the mind is superior to any love affair ... Do you feel short charm immune male, whether due to head or chest type turtle Nobel Prize ... Now go worship without necessarily having to hear Kate Moss because your quiet end in itself makes it more enjoyable.
And so ... Here they are the three Hail Mary. Play with the horn, they want you down in 30 seconds, as the beautiful sunshine and crackling like a pot of popcorn, ready to prove that women who are not willing, nor vote or chastity, but only to know another good sample. Going home
arises the question of Hamlet on the wrong address: the festival of bad ... Or perhaps more than a doubt is a hope to be able to escape in a nanosecond ... But no, you are there, they were just waiting for you and not you give up more
... You look around and you, suorGraziella, unearth the exception of the feast: cute, dude, happy, brilliant ... give in, let him deny your votive purposes, the eye and a little heart via ... Conversation. Forget your misanthropy and talk and talk and listen and laugh. It makes you even tenderness, poor man, a man grieving months after the end of a story. Listening and, little by little, do not believe your ears: it was left after five years but not by a woman from TWO!!
Asshole, scoundrel, pirate, figliodiputtana, raggiratoredidonneinnamorate, traitor, treacherous ... but very brave! He was also able to ask a wife and, worse, have also (obviously Supercontemporanea) lovers! And we are ... FOUR Venghino venghino their lord ... if you here that you can not explode in a rage, you feel the Joan D'Arc all the maidens betrayed and tortured by the likes of him. The say you do not want anything, that if you attack him in the leg rather you cut it ...
a number of falsehoods about the human types also philosophizes dividing the male gender into two categories: those like him and the real thrush , that is dedicated to the man ' only woman who loves , who lives to fulfill her every wish before it is delivered, that a bit' of wheels ... but just between us ... which makes us so good.
There ... do not aspire to the vows of chastity, which are against nature, our nature of passion and feeling.
for U.S. a dream move mountains,
U.S. Mission in as many years that we carry armor of disappointment on her bare shoulders,
that U.S. shell after shell have the heart harder, but no less strong,
us who get wet eyes tears thinking about the embrace of our love wounded
us who hide behind a corner not to be seen but not waiting to be found,
We love Love, WE
the compliments of Playboy them feel more if someone is not there more
U.S. ... we just need to give ... and patiently, day after day, wait ...

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Invocation Prayer For Birthday

growing ...

These are the words of a friend ... Belle and especially dense. I've just read the two times and I think I'll just make it several times because simplicity is complex and hard to swallow, to make their own ...


learn that happiness is not 'one of the great things.
It 's not what you go after twenty years, when, like gladiators fought the world to come out victorious ...
happiness is not 'that which is pursued Affan believing that love is all or nothing ... and not' the strong emotions that make the "pop" out and exploding with spectacular thunder ... happiness not 'to climb skyscrapers, challenges will constantly be won test.
grew up learning that happiness and 'made ....... but precious little things and you learn that the smell of coffee' in the morning and 'a little ritual of happiness, which are enough notes in a song, the feelings of a book by the colors that warm the heart, that's enough aromas of a kitchen, the poetry of the painters of happiness, just the nose of your cat or your dog to feel a little happiness.
And you learn that happiness and 'made up of emotions on tiptoe, on the quiet of small explosions that expand the heart, that you can touch the stars and the sun to shine my eyes, and you learn that a field of sunflowers illuminate the sa face, which wakes you up the scent of spring from winter, and sit read to relax in the shade of a tree and free thoughts.
And you learn that love and 'made up of sensations delicate, small sparks in the stomach, presence of nearby too distant, and learns that time expands and that those five minutes are precious and more than many long hours, and you learn that just close your eyes, turn on the senses, sfornellare in the kitchen, read a poem, write a book or watch a photo to cancel the time and distances and be with loved ones. And you learn that
hear a voice on the phone, receive an unexpected little moments are felici.E learn to have in the drawer and the heart, dreams but small preziosi.E learn that keeping a child in her arms and 'delicious happiness. And you learn that the gifts the largest are those who talk of the people you love ... And you learn that there is 'joy also in urgent need to write down your thoughts, that there is' something to love, happy melancholy.
And you learn that in spite of your defense, despite your will or your destiny, there is every gull flying 'in the heart of a small-sized espiritu.

And you learn how beautiful and majestic simplicity ......
(Anonymous)