Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Grow Back Hair Anorexia

[Poetry] Now

Title: Time
Genre: Romantic
Note: I was in class, Professor had started reading the poems of Pascoli Time Traveler, and grazing was not always like it, because are more Ungaretti, and then I started to write sentences that wander through this maze of my mind, and I have marked the title of the poetry of Pascoli and of course the first question I will examine will be on This topic XD

Now

Can you imagine forty years

rocking on the porch swing while

t'animi for a new passion

and peel an orange and you realize

I'm watching you.

Lower face

hair slide.

"Come on, murmur with grace,

"let's go inside, begins to cool, we're going to lie down

in the tent or room special

'm tired and I want to hug '

And I would cross this

to tighten the upcoming

hand I tend

and be there with you that you

hours.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Laboratory 5: Cellular Respiration Answers

[Poetry] graceless dancer

Title: clumsy dancer
Genre: introspective
Notes: nothing to declare

awkward dancer

squeeze the pen in his hand
and try to take the first step:

admit that I have a problem with myself.
not make those faces. There is no harmony,
not you see?
She and I do not get along.
I love her, sure, but just
has no future. See how
illusion, all the time. And it obstinately
: never learns.
Really, I called on to do something,
groped to change a little, but she is naive and
repeats
"no, I will be myself and who I
love will follow me. " But, you see, does not see
reality, it is always taken from dreams, and is always there
stops to turn on itself.
I tried to give her a push, but she pirouette.
And then I got tired and decided:
leave her there to make the awkward dancer
on the tips of glass.
If he falls, let it there. You better not
increases

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Female Gential Discoloration

[Poetry] November 30, Bologna

Title: November 30, Bologna
Type: poetry
Genre: Drama, News
Plot / Note: The occupation of the Bologna train station (30 November)



November 30, Bologna


glass crunching beneath the soles
What
squeak and

They join the chorus of those that struck
Want Freedom

Rights
Hopes
is that to obtain
not have to breath in the lungs

ice cream from repressed anger.



red paint is mixed to water
Falling
And try to clean up a city

which was filthy and stained

clings to my shoes running
frightened by uniformed corps

Trembling
Drunk adrenaline.



Scream Whistle Sounds
bone
Behind
Sirens
Chaos

Then the fog goes away


The storm clears

noise and silence

remains restless.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Ferris Bueller Vest For Sale

[Poetry] The land of idols

Title: The land of idols
Type: poetry
Genre: introspective, dreamlike
Synopsis / Notes Fragile and misleading is the realm of dreams


The land of idols

Fragile and misleading
is the realm of dreams:
crystal stalagmites
Rising And everywhere
reflect the desires hidden

foreigners who ventured
Hoping
Clinging to the back,
Dead weight

dazzle the eyes and dragging it to a
The usual confusion.

Donato a penny to the boatman,
crosses the fluid consciousness
to tap with light foot
The rock cliffs of slippery
before a forest of mirrors
false
He wanders,
Wandering, reviving an
himself in each one of them
And welcoming the chance meeting,
Because not only you believe.

However,
Quick
repents and sees the mess:
Illusion!, There is no more illusions

In those spewing the flickering reflections
nothing
Pictures identical in appearance,
Yet empty Under the pale skin

Thin,
already seen,
had,
distorted,
gutted.

So he grabs a stone

Wounded And against those glasses
The throws

Causing A Waterfall


Pieces Of
silver

that flows everywhere and
The land of idols
Flood.


dripping so

Broken Dreams Hopes

rend
MATILDA disillusionment defaced deadly

On that tighten the lights
And to sleep accord
Confident.

Illus.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Leather Bracelet From Disney Land

[Poetry] Conforto

Title: Comfort
Type: poetry
Genre: introspective


Conforto

try
What is the shoulder on which
Posar
forever This head

button.


Note: I know that "button" is only three syllables, is not an oversight;)

Monday, November 8, 2010

Poptropica Credits Creator

[Poetry] In nomine Christi

Title: In nomine Christi
Type: poetry
Genre: satire, dramatic
Plot / Notes: Poetry, written in honor of my best friend to whom I revealed my "forked nature," which recounts the reaction of a Christian to come out.


In nomine Christi

How are your ancestral values,
my friend, so
moral and universal!
harmony flowing from your lips,
justice, law;
are entirely charitable,
ready to forgive,
ports on my knees before the next

your head with scattered ash
penitent
devoid of pride and hatred but of love overflowing
;
all in the name of a man that you ever saw

've ever heard, live

so that I breathe, loyal only to him

him just the lover!
You, my friend,
awkward hours talking to me, I throw
angry screams, spewing
reviews
without letting him reply, your barking

hypocritical reasons why you are different

and my ideas and
I forked nature
you are not able to understand

accept
tolerate, even so fat

charity Christian.

Monday, November 1, 2010

When Is Davidsbridal 99 Dollar Gown Sale

[Poetry] Noia

Title: Boredom
Type: poetry
Genre: ironic, melancholic (I know it is nonsense)


Noia

L & rsquo ; soul plasmami
like clay, with his hands
modellami
a body that is perfect,
you can love, and

draw me a smile face on anonymity

hair weaving and silk robes
worthy of a queen: make me beautiful


the only the only one.

League to the hard arts
incorporeal
filaments so that moving a single finger of my
you want lady
Domina
what you're in the mood this morning?
One step, jump, dance or
a bow? Be good


are serving your
be lenient
my goal is your pleasure
.
use me well, do not make me dust

and bored, I do not want to get rid
and throw in the pile


broken puppet
discarded.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Fondant Recipe From Cake Boss

[Poetry] Apathy

Title: Apathy
Type: poetry
Genre: erotic, angst
Warnings: sexual innuendo, born as femmeslash but interpret it as a favorite
Notes: Today I killed commas. And I liked it XD

With Apathy Apathy
tonight I will love, watch the eyes



vacant while the parade the garments
and let
to kiss my neck
scratch my back
flatter breasts thesis
licking away the blood.
I will satisfy her



his bitter nectar

of its essence
evanescent
spotting lips feeling dirty

not trying a pleasure
passenger. In a spasm



let flow

chaos that has overwhelmed me with a groan


cold and you

forget for a moment panting


you that I can see

tap
love
and six
so

away from me.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Wedding Cake With Tulips

[Poetry] I

Title: For you I
Genre: poetry
Notes: angst (born femmeslash)

for you I

An amorphous mass


of unbridled imagination, dressed


with endless illusion
impregnated
of stagnant
dreams

only drag me to the ground, left to rot

not worthy:

is what I have for you.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Magellan Roadmate 1200 Gps Voices

for you [original] In the lake of fire. Chapter 4. Pleasant deception

Title: In the Lake of Fire Chapter
: Fourth (Amen cheats)
Genre: romantic, introspective,
Warnings: femslash
Words: 180
Note: We still do not know where I will bring everything, but I go out (maybe it could be a collection of semi-related stories between them XD)
Synopsis: This is me in the courtyard of the dilemmas, accompanied by my ethics stifling coughs that intoxicated by the words that I can not mute, gestures that I can not annihilate. Lower your eyes if you do suck. Turn around if you're too vulnerable.


Ameni deception


Between the dim the morning light, shivering crumble under your breath of frost, at the hands of that whisper full of promise hidden in the heart so as to be alien to reason.
We pull the curtains, crogioliamoci darkness, protected by shadows brown, and remain here, between the covers creased, covers only.
Let's us look with the eyes and words.
How it works?
Give me your hand and your fingers intertwined with mine (we are already joined). Now let me kiss you back, in between I will drizzle over a little 'thoughts for fear that I never shared with you. You will feel your skin tingle, as if you were plucking invisible beings, but will last only for a moment. Goes down like a dream in the night and you will dance on the heart, making him jump a few beats, until you open up a gap and dwell there, echoing in your sweet soul. The sound of that golden intrusion will be such as to become irresistible impetuosity and ascend to the surface, making reverberating your lights dark. Then you look at me with the knowledge of my words in his eyes ... what you see?

Friday, September 24, 2010

Good Eyebrows Calgary

[original] In the lake of fire. Chapter 3. Amarganta

Title: In the Lake of Fire Chapter
: Third (Amarganta)
Genre: angst, introspective, erotic
Warnings: femslash
Words: 100
Note: I do not know where I will bring everything, but I go ahead
Synopsis: This is me, Dilemmas in court, flanked by my ethics stifling coughs that intoxicated by the words that I can not mute, gestures that I can not annihilate. Lower your eyes if you do suck. Turn around if you're too vulnerable.


Amarganta


Sobs splashing in the room.
What part of you You're killing me today? Who are you drowning in the lake of tears?
I wonder if you can tear off a layer of skin as if it were a cloth.
Thou shalt not an exception for me, right? When my color is faded and no longer will sing with one of your flesh, leave me a land where you found me, with my clothing. The dust will cover me and I fully penetrate the joints, making them squeak every time the dance corrosion will be fulfilled, until it ends in silver tears.


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[original] In the lake of fire. Chapter 2.

Title : In the Lake of Fire Chapter
: Second (Gravity)
Genre: angst, introspective, erotic
Warnings: femslash
Words: 325
Note: I do not know where I will bring everything , but I am going forward
Synopsis: This is me in the courtyard of the dilemmas, accompanied by my ethics stifling coughs that intoxicated by the words that I can not mute, gestures that I can not annihilate. Lower your eyes if you do suck. Turn around if you're too vulnerable.


Gravity


softly, strides once again to me, you who are impossible to banish, and that you always return, because you can not help it, like a drop of water on hard stone ruins. Small
, is gravity.
swirls around me, just touched the back with his hand absent-minded, murmuring words rubenti. Stop, I beg you, stop somewhere, anywhere, but stop, my head is spinning. I struggle to focus on my surroundings, I see only these piercing tongues of fire lick my legs and I crawl on the skin, burn slowly her thighs, licking.
drove them away with my breath, for the moment. But they will return.
me smile, now wearing the mask of confidence that I know what beauty lies. Remove it, please.
I do not care what your lipstick that will cover the sad smile, even eye shadow you use to chase away the shadows from the lights. Observe, however, as it gives you my reflection in the irises of darkness, he is looking for your lost soul, and sporadic shows.
Need to take command, know what needs testing, so I give it to you. Take it, grab it, use it on me if it's the only way.
Meanwhile, I take off.
I do not want secrets or future thoughts. Examine me until you have all the possibilities.
You do with greed. To drop your rod for a while now and my mouth dry, he wants my lifeblood, I tremble, and the hold with a sudden quick bite, but you know that there is no way to stop the trembling of your lips recondite. Why are
treasure in your head and tickle your nerves as if they were strings of a violin, I make them vibrate with the fingers, producing a deafening tune with the language that I try to test.
No way, do you understand? Small, is gravity.
Take a shame that these soft pile up at my feet? They can feed your greed?
I have to go before they eat me up.

Friday, September 17, 2010

How To Remove Flem From Baby

Gravity [Original] In the lake of fire

Title: In the Lake of Fire
Genre: angst, introspective, erotic
Warnings: femslash
Words: 256
Note: the effect Nirvana XD
Plot : That's me in the courtyard of the dilemmas, accompanied by my ethics stifling coughs that intoxicated by the words that I can not mute, gestures that I can not annihilate. Lower your eyes if you do suck. Turn around if you're too vulnerable.

In the lake of fire


That's me in the courtyard of the dilemmas, accompanied by my ethics stifling coughs that intoxicated by the words that I can not mute, gestures that I can not annihilate.

Lower your eyes if you do suck.

time if you're too vulnerable. But first look at

really at least for a while.

you embarrassed? The Truth with his clothes torn to shreds and you stain cheeks bare breasts of shame? Oh, the blush looks good on you darling, do not worry. Let me lick it off with the tip of the tongue, not even you'll see.

not buttoning your coat woven with stupid excuses, it is useless because I know you and know what to hide under. Sit back, grab a chair there in the corner and drag it up to here, in front of me. Look at me. Can you see me?

Reach out, esplorami like I'm blind, touch me as if it were the last time in your life.

Your trembling fingers stumble, why all this fear? Do not devour you never know. Remember? It's me.

Let's take a second to breathe. Take care away, intoxicate me. But it's the clutch of your soul that rubs against my killing me, that noise that fluctuates between a sigh and a cry. The

Your face is wet, like mine. It is the price you pay, you know. Dried with my confusion, then throw it in the trash. Get rid of me even if you want; away and look elsewhere if it is more simple drive away from me, I beg you.

But now go before they devour you.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Itchy After Brazilian Wax

[Poetry] And yet he smiles

Title: Eppur smiles
Genre: Poetry
Plot / Notes: The other night I saw this photo and I've written about


Yet smiles

From ruins around it, with shoes

festive lumps of earth affects paternal

and profane waste,

stones and broken dreams disintegrated masses

between grassy patches

dying. And yet she smiles.

Poverty observes

inceder and envious

dress soft tulle

admires the colors of dawn, snorting

moving echoes

wind silenced the dead leaves that

soul.

Shadows of remote

men writhe and run from redness

dusty

not yet receiving them:

ebony hands holding her skirt

lush and elegantly forward,

while the soul shines in the eyes

heels and kicked the game

blackish dust.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Christina Aguilera Boobs

Chicche slash

my girls, I do not know if you know it, but have come out of the fifth series of bloopers Supernatural!
And I'm gay. As always
.




Well, I do not know about you, but I was at about 4:40 minutes I hear a chorus of JERK OFF JERK OFF. But it may be the speakers of my computer. The
scene of the 4:58 minute needs no comment, no? XD I mean, come XD without even a shred of decency Hahaha (lack of modesty this reminds me of a big man, tall and blond who likes to dance and lick the backs of their friends XD) I love
increasingly Misha.
Good day to you all gay!
(I have not the strength to write long sentences XD)

Thursday, August 5, 2010

My Fish Has A White Bump On It's Head

sexy_taurus @ 2010-08-05T15:21:00

A black sky, a green sea, and I that I enjoy the last of the season piada:) yes, tomorrow I'll be in Kiev!

Posted via LiveJournal.app .

Friday, July 30, 2010

Varicose Veins Labia Pregnancy

Tu.

You, my friend.
You, who are intelligent.
You, who always think of everything.
You, know that you opened your mind.
You, who are ingenious.
You, who have all the answers.
You, who do not listen when I speak.
You, you do whatever the fuck you like tapping them of others, of their commitments or sacrifices they make.


VA 'to hell.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Places In Austin Tx To Rent For Baby Shower

sexy_taurus @ 2010-07-20T21:00:00

white wine and work:)

A beautiful night with a beautiful creature has inspired me to create!

I still have to recover from the event on Saturday ... And who has been there can understand me:)

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Where Can I Buy Zud Cleanser

sexy_taurus @ 2010-04-04T20:33:00

I am here, in front of my mac. After a fantastic night with a real woman, after a delicious lunch with the team, after a relaxing and comforting family dinner ... I'm here with a pleasant altered state of consciousness:) I'm here to prepare the future for us all.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Church Anniversary Themes

[Original] Stars

Title: "Stars"
couple : Purple / Aurora
Rating:
set for all subjects : Range
Notes: written for the community [info] 1frase (it's been too long, they are anxious XD)
Stars

Nightmare
I look around, bored, disappointed: I expected something in this first day of classes, as if I had the realization that my life would change, or just started, but everything is the same in the small hall of the university.
Line
Students are bent on their blocks and faithful transcribing the words of the professor, no one intervenes, there is no dialogue: it is just another monologue of a man, burdened by the knowledge of a life, not manages to overcome its limitations.
Misery
The sun occasionally erupts, pierces the windows covered with dust and dirt and spills on the floor, creating stains on the floor that is walked on for generations and generations, as keen to specify the teachers to enhance the prestige of the place.
Horror
I'm about to cry, I feel, I'm going to scream that they are exhausted, disgusted by all of them that seem to bare trees, branches dismal screeching against the windows of the world, with huge roots that try to suck from the ground a sap that does not belong.
Change
sickened by the monotony, I almost get up, but come on you: the hair is a stormy sea of dark hair that carry the dreams in the night, and silent and the lights are flowers that beg to be remembered forever by offering eternity.
Tear
're late and the room is now full, so you decide to sit next to me, disturbed by the attention that you captured, you present yourself in a whisper, ('Aurora'), holding out his hand and tearing with a smile the barrier that surrounds and protects me.
Eclipse
are no longer able to hear the explanations of the man who walks around the room and the confusion I took it, has obscured the ability to reason, to create a coherent thought: everything is dark , there is no light, everything I feel that is your presence.
Slap
The thought of you hits me like a slap in the face and leaves the hand sign to remind me what they are: one, different, monstrous.
Attempt
That night I try in every way to sleep: I read, but does not grasp the meaning of words, I turn on the TV, but I lose the thread; account in the darkness of my room, but I see your face constantly.
Chorus
Aurora ... Aurora ... "he whispered thoughts pounding," Aurora ... Aurora ... " my dreams traitors, "Aurora ... Aurora ..." my lips in the throes of blind madness of the heart.
Sleep
peace, seeking peace in this busy stand, however, while pursuing her everywhere can not find it: it's gone, forever, and all that is left me is the torment that makes me turn and turn over in bed and shakes me in my sleep like you're dying.
Rhythm
spend days and you are always there: take the train early in the morning when the air is still crisp, we follow the course and lunch together, then go home and give us appointment for the next day: same place, same time.
Flag
I do not do friends easily, is more difficult than I talk to others for fear that discover what is inside of me and turned away angry, so I often feel like a weathervane in rammed If the wind in constant struggle to oppose the will of the world and find the right stability.
Feelings
It's Friday morning when I realize that something is inevitably the same: we meet and as always talk to me, smile at me, touched my shoulder, You make me laugh and smile and dream, fall in love.
signal
Are you, are you, my lady, the one, perfect, and I understand, I feel it inside, she tells me the thick stomach that will not let me breathe and cried out "her, and she , YOU! "
Light
You, Aurora, you.
Train
We get on the train and sit in front of me in that car full of people and so small and tight that I have no choice: if an extension to meet your foot, if you move your legs up against yours, if I raise my eyes drown in yours.
Wall
go down, we start to talk and I realize that you've knocked down the wall of silence behind which I hid from others, the fear comes over me suddenly.
Wind
While I wonder how it is possible, because it took me years to pile up brick by brick, it seems to me to be naked on the street, at your side, and a chill wind that enters the hole open and I have tears at the members: the breath of putrid Fear.
Stupidity
"Tempo", I think, "time, I need time, time to think and stop to think, time to heal and rebuild."
End
I go away for a few days jumping classes - Bologna will be without me, I'm sure - and when I thought I had, of defeating the demon that bears your name, you look for me.
Weirdness
Ring the bell of my house and ask me to get off - "I brought you the notes" is the excuse - I'll catch and naïve, I see beyond the glass door, hold the sheets, past his hand through his hair, nervous, and suddenly everything is clear to me: do you feel strange as I do.
Speed
I'm on a carousel that rotates too quickly, sitting on a cart that will not go anywhere; turn, the world turns, everything is swirling, I see you no more, you're a dot along with the trees, the houses, the sky and the world.
Fable
Then I touch your arm and you sit next to me, occupy the place that is yours alone, remained empty until now, the horses, then come alive as the statue of Pygmalion and nitrite, to take move, step on the gray road with their hooves, so you cling to me and laugh, making me want to cry.
United
overcome the flower shop, which always makes me think of you, and the traffic lights red, soon left the city behind you, traffic, noise, frenetic existence, no longer understand where we are, everything is colorful and fragrant spring that world knows, he knows of violets to the birth of a new day.
Guarantee
"You know, I say," I could get used to this. " Being

"I know, I already have done, you already are without your knowing it," I dare not repeat it aloud, and limiting myself to laugh, silly, to your statement.
Stone
"Why do not you answer me?" You ask me, lying on the grass strewn with daisies next to me I've become more of a common cold and hard rock, afraid of you.

impression "because he spoke disappoint your expectations ruin the impression you had of me from day one and probably fled."
Mirror
Then it's your turn to remain silent and you simply set the sky and white clouds are racing each other, then you raise, you support the elbow, look at me, look at me, look something in my eyes, until you find it.
Lighting
Seek the truth buried in the soul, - now I know - and my light you have made sense, so you start to dig, as if I were an archaeologist, hands, nails the lips.
stop
You approach, uncertain raised his black eyebrows, his nose a little curls, you moisten your lips, I bite my, you lean, jerk, you do not stop, I shudder, close your eyes, your heart races; position on my mouth, I die.
Delirio
The clutch of the lips, the gait language, my hands clinging to you, shoulders, the curls that blacks are vortices of passion, which ends up in your mine, your body over mine, as light as a feather, heavy as the heart, we us that we lost and we finally found.
Bouquet
open my eyes and everything is different, except you, my drive, my lovely creature: your light, sweet forget-me, speak to me and reassure me, your perfume I hope to enter the soul and allows me to still believe.
Special
astride me, you wear your hair behind her ears, looking like a lion that your hair fluffy, trying to Palare - I realize - and open her mouth and then bite them, looking for the perfect words, those which are so special to be able to make everything crystal clear.
Request
"Then, finally begins," then it will always spring for us?
Neck
Now it's my turn to flush out the right ones, and yet I realize that there are none & ndash ; seem too obvious - so now that my face is up to your back, fingers caressed, without even thinking about it, and I impress upon my body, kissing and letting slip a hand on your neck, down along the chest, up the side, the other on the back of his neck, fixing, warning close to wonder if once removed I will stay inside, still something of mine.
Water
"One time I was scorched earth, too sunburnt, like gravel unable to retain water, and now ... Aurora is not necessary for you to ask me what will be, because we are and do not want this to ever end. "
Crystal
They are nothing but a crystal that reflects your light and dazzle the world.
Dew
you scroll through a teardrop on the cheek scarlet, in the shape of tiny pearls, like the morning dew, and painstakingly explain to me that's your goodbye to who you were before.
Brother
the sun sets over the endless fields that flow near your home and the moon rises after saying goodbye to her brother who rarely meets, smiles at us and wonder what we look at the Serbs as a pale belly.
Children
We like girls who are not afraid to ask, who are not ashamed of his curiosity, considering it a precious commodity and not an evil to be avoided.
Rana
"We should not go back?" I wonder when the night is upon us and sunk only a short gre GRE washers remote echoes there.
Now
"We remain, a little longer, please Viola ... I think that this moment is almost the only one we have - because everything is quiet and we can be ourselves without asking what others see."

Desire "They would see two people like each other - I grant him? - and want to be together, like everyone else; read in my eyes the desire to hold your hand and hug you, kiss you, relentlessly.
Bullet
And if someone does not go well, if they dare to throw and trample in the mud that we have, then I'll use my words - written, whispered, shouted - as if they were bullets to disperse those of their thoughts mist. "
Award
make me get up, I surround your life with white arms, leaning against my hips, back slightly arched, and kiss me again, again, a long time, stealing the breath , and taking away with me leaving you. Turn
We
stars, stars that shine at once on earth, illuminating the land on which they walk, breaking the shadows of the night, the dark thoughts of people living in the dark and dull ignorance are the light that you can not , slow down, the rays of a sun hidden in the chest that move, make every effort to escape and pour in the world.
Lovers
We love each other - we're going to do it, is a matter of little, just fear prevents us to admit - and I wonder why a woman of a thousand questions, risking everything for you.

You Wonder so simple: love of life fill the silence with you.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Real Women In Girdles Nylons

sexy_taurus @ 2010-03-24T16:07:00





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Saturday, March 13, 2010

Why Do You Not Swallow Mouthwash

sexy_taurus @ 2010-03-13T19:54:00

Dear Antonio, thanks for teaching me the law of attraction! Two posts ago I was prophetic as ever:) Tonight and Saturday night, I find myself without a penny in my pocket and without a credible external source and immediate cash! Indeed, there is something - three euro and ten cents:)

Just a shot of Hennessy, a nap in front of the fireplace, and then you go out!;)

Dalfour Cream Side Effects

sexy_taurus @ 2010-03-13T14:19:00

6.5 tons of firewood.

hand.

alone.

up the stairs.

now there are two possibilities: I become very muscular or I'll call my chiropractor:)

Monday, March 8, 2010

Where To Buy Konad In Stores

sexy_taurus @ 2010-03-08T20:58:00

How the fuck is that possible without spending anything I disappear every € 200 we??

I really tried to give my money to the attorney each time before you leave home:) So that we do the test:)

I want a weekend at ZERO COSTS! I do not seem too much to ask! Oh yeah?

Indeed, since I recently met a person who had his own hot-line (899 erotic for men) and stories, laughter!) I almost do I give a few tips and discover the new mega craft:) Yeah! It would also be a great way to do research on women's sexual fantasies (my 899 will be for women only!:))

;)

Thursday, February 25, 2010

What Is The Width Of The Central Maximum

sexy_taurus @ 2010-02-25T16:51:00

sleep with two women in terms of sexual energy is fantastic in terms of sleep - a lot less:) But today

load, the load ... another appointment at 22 (DAY0:))) and tomorrow morning at 11 from me is an old friend who still inspires me too much sex (although it's been over a year since we've "known").

Monday, February 1, 2010

Kim Kardashian's Bedroom Furniture

sexy_taurus @ 2010-02-01T10:25:00

But what has united this country of Italy:) The streets of the Marches on the border with Emilia-Romagna are totally covered with snow and there is no trace of salt ... After the border, however, just 10 meters from the road sign, roads are Romagna nice and clean rooms scattered signs of wear. Why? Ok, it's a rhetorical question:)

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Gay Tatoo Band Designs

sexy_taurus @ 2010-01-31T23:16:00

From one point of view, the day went well:) IS has acquired a new member of the staff were adopted some lines of development in the short to medium term and I am more than amused with the mega snow came down suddenly!

But the other point of view ... :) A pair of jeans broken at the point of the horse during a game of bowling (and I even won!), Broke a piece of foil (leaving the car I caught a post hidden in the blind) and devastated the circle left rear (so that way!). Ah, to make matters worse after I stop the release of Riccione in the rear - one and a half to get a Catholic!

I'm going to heat the hot tub in karma, I need it:)

Saturday, January 30, 2010

High Soft Cervix And Cramps

sexy_taurus @ 2010-01-30T14:29:00

the power of PR;)

Monday, January 25, 2010

Hair Salon New Client Letters

the most pathetic Bertolaso on tiptoe or French? The climate of hatred

But in your opinion, who is more pathetic:

1. Bertolaso that strong national experience of the vast poor management of disasters (the our Italic disasters, earthquakes, floods) decides to give a little lesson to the Americans who-knows-why are managing a large and important piece of emergency in Haiti ? ( an answer here). But really, read a bit ' this (Courier 10.01.2010) is to die laughing: "I'm going to tiptoe - says the Head of Civil Protection - without wanting to teach anyone anything " , said he and Berlusconi tromboneggia behind that "There should be an authority coordinating all - said the Knight - but so far this has not happened .

This is the kind of statements that, in any context, let you make a good impression at low prices: there should be someone who cleans the toilet , for example. You can see that you have this problem, and yet you do not take any responsibility for fixing it or just buy the detergent. Obviously, if the authorities there are two possibilities, the first is to do something anyway, maybe the risk of offending Bertolaso, the second is to make a beautiful international conference, perhaps the world, and spend a few weeks to organize the authority itself, according to the typical modus operandi UN. Among other things, a UN mission in Haiti there already, and I suppose would be the natural candidate to "coordinate everything," but their headquarters collapsed killing several officers.

"to check with local authorities, representatives of international organizations and other countries involved in the rescue organization, all the initiatives that the Italian government could take to further contributions the solution to the tragedy that struck the island's population - according to a statement - and to ensure the efficacy of the various initiatives of assistance from Italy, coordinating the actions of those who want to provide relief to the people of Haiti "

The prose is fascinating for its remotezza. They die, and the Italian Government could take initiatives to provide additional contributions , oh yes, if I feel almost privileged Haitian me now that there Bertolaso field that occurs on tiptoe.

Clearly, after going on tiptoe, he started Bertolaso hobnail boots and the dawn of the 24 identified all the blame, the Americans with stars and so on. Between the laughs, I also note that the January 15, between days after the earthquake, the Israelis (which, as everyone knows, they too are bad) had to get a field hospital with a staff of 220 people, including 120 doctors and nurses (see the video of CNN ).

2. the French who, irritated because there are bad Americans in their former colony is annoyed (read here ), in good company with Chavez and Castro. But see also here on the site MSF, which focus on the fact that their plane could not land, but do not ask why, to understand that the reason was the terrible evil of Americans (bad, obv.) I could ravanare a bit 'from French sources, finding as a comment of French diplomacy, but it makes me too hard.



Add idopo : complete the picture with the reaction of the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the U.S. (fairly obvious) and that of Italian Foreign Minister (less obvious, perhaps summed up in 're a bit 'hush ) which obviously have more heart good relations with the United States that the absolute cosmic significance of global Bertolaso. Even general article by V. Zucconi.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Thick White Discharge Before Period

Still alive

Yes, I am still alive and
I HAVE FINISHED ALL TESTS OF THREE-YEAR!!


Hahaha if I were not such a tomboy and had a little 'more power to weep for joy! Sure, it's not over yet, but those carriers of anxiety / insomnia / nervousness / hysteria are *______* Then the teacher made me do the greek translation of part of the Bacchae of Euripides, which was clearly slash Hahaha (This the says Pentheus, who is the king of Thebes, to the stranger, his enemy, which is actually Dionysus)

"Liberategli hands. Now that's on my network
not be so quick to shun.
You own a beautiful body, foreign,
or so women would say:
is not for them you came to Thebes?
And look at the long curls (of course you're not a wrestler)
you lick her cheeks, as are full of desire ...
Your skin is white and I do not think a case:
you shun the sun, you move in the shadows,
go hunting for armed Aphrodite of your beauty. "


Dai, Pentheus unashamedly says that it is good hahaha I do not know why but I imagine touching your hair while states: "And look at the long curls (of course you're not a fighter) that will lick her cheeks, as are full of desire ..." ahahah
Forgive me, I'm tired, I woke up at 6
XD Although, pretending to be a teacher and not a slasher, that was the least significant step for a banal and boring person with no slash in the blood of all
tragedy XD I loved him. And even before
:
Cadmium: And only we, the whole city, dancing in honor of Bacchus?
Tiresias: Only we reason: the others do not understand
Cadmium: We have waited far too: take my hand.
Tiresias: Well, match and combine
flaws (I think that will be more rewarding "Stringile strong, we join our hands" - sorry Mr. Oscar Mondadori ahaha)

I also saw "A Single Man" to the cinema .. it broke my heart XD

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Causes Of Perfume Taste In Mouth

A Single Man

And here we are again, one year away from Milk, the new cinema here I do not project a single man.
not know what I'm talking about? It is not strange, since I did not see on TV once the trailer and even the movies .. but so too trailer is not blessed to be very explicit ..



So in Reggio, which is not a huge city but not insignificant, it will not XD And we have two multiplexes within a 10 km more than four or five old cinema.
I'll have to go to Parma to see him and at this point is that there is already so there! From you there?
It 's a really sad. We have to put up hundreds of films dealing with pairs of men and women, already worn down by the plots, being told that we are erring, the perverse, boys and girls are beaten because kiss ... there's no freedom. None. And no one says anything. Everything is silent. How is it possible? How pissed off XD

I'm tired of going to the library and never find a gay-themed book. Never. They hide behind those Moccia? No, because I do not find them XD
I'm tired of hearing the usual jokes or comments like "ah, yes that is the typical angry lesbian" or "I can do it, I'm not a fag" ( at the table, people at the table next to me).
Ignorance is an ugly evil. And nobody does anything.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Can You Bust A Chancre

sexy_taurus @ 2010-01-12T19:47:00

What happens today in the cosmos? Why do people have unleashed the very first day of my cold? From the first morning there was Louis (CEO PUATraining) that I broke my balls because, as he IS users speak ill of his training and therefore had a level playing field for free advertising! And if I had not denounced m'avrebbe:) I wonder if there is anyone in their right in that society ... However, to make matters worse, during an afternoon meeting Termynator calls me saying he wants peace and that on IS if someone were to quote parts of his method should I delete everything else I complaint:) Now I just miss call me Santa Claus to cancel everything (or I also denounces him) because we have appointed on the IS making a Christmas card .

Gentlemen, you are all very funny. If so, good luck to your legal action;) between Safari and Firefox

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Laboratory 5: Cell Respiration Answers

sexy_taurus @ 2010-01-09T12:27:00

While there is some slight difference of view, Explorer does not understand their own shit! It seems as though there Explorer in a world of his own and wants the exclusive sites only for him! What the fuck!

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Dirtiest Indian Actress

sexy_taurus @ 2010-01-07T11:58:00

Military helicopters fly over my house ... What does it mean?:)

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Miley Cyrus Big Boobs

Sherlock Holmes

Imagine, now I do not want a sequel too gay XD Sherlock
I just read here ..
And it's funny what one critic said:

"They know that Holmes and Watson make two gay men will take away about two-thirds of potential viewers. Who wants to see Downey Jr. and Jude Law play this character like that? Do not seduce the women and heterosexual men do not want to see something like that! "

Who? Who is the one who would like to loose such a thing? Who? Ahahahaha XD

but daiiiiiiiiii

Sunday, January 3, 2010

How To Change Batteries In Inova

[Original] Please do not take my sunshine

Title : Please do not take my sunshine away
Author: I
Rating: for all
Paringa : star / Giulia
Warnings: femslash (urrà!!), Not suitable for believers
Word Count: 900 and something
Note: I wanted to see everything vividly last night and when I woke up I put it on paper. Forgive my dirty mind! Other notes at the end of fic.
Dedication: dedicated to all those vicious monsters that are out there and they love unconditionally \u0026lt;3

Please do not take my sunshine away

"Do you like, do not worry .. plus you will not prepare dinner and get a free meal, "she said changing the gear and starting to slow down.
I was not sure that everything would be fine, but not esternai this thought looked so happy.
"But they know that ..?" I asked her for omitting what was very clear.
"No, not yet. I'm afraid I do not understand. "
Yeah, would not understand. Giulia
parked the car and quickly got out, above, and, after turning around the vehicle is stopped and opened the door, a gesture that made her smile, somewhat embarrassed, though pleasant, was so beautiful that, despite his repeated that there was no need, I'd have it again, ever.
We found ourselves standing, facing each other in a street where there was none, and she hugged me with serene face, and gave me a slight kiss on his lips, as many as ever before - l & rsquo ; intimacy is sometimes a little old lady from the slow pace that comes when you least expect it.
do not know what I thought, maybe the scent reminded me of spring late, or that it was a marvelous creature, like no other. I do not know, but something in me pushed me to kiss her, really, for the first time, intimately. And she returned with a passion, leaving me breathless, bodiless, soulless.
And when our eyes met a bit 'scared, what I read there was happiness, true happiness. We laughed together as girls, but someone coughed behind me and she became rigid and turned away.
"You have arrived. We've been waiting for! "
catechists was one of his friends and his voice was disturbed. At the door of the little house, behind which stood an imposing church, there were three more of them, gossiping, staring. A rushed inside and reached the rest of the group, we found them all in silence, as if we were busy watching mythological beings.
Julia's lips had become drawn, I could see the small bite marks nervous, and she was so sad .. I wanted to tell her that everything would be fine, but how could I lie?
A girl got up and left empty seat next to Julia, putting himself at another table, but I told her not to bother, even if it was nice, but I do not listen to his words and walked away, with downcast eyes.
Including its true intent.
"So, what's new, Julia?" Broke the silence with one of the catechists more years of experience on their shoulders, or so I deduced that he had given about thirty years.
"Not much different from the last time," he replied, his eyes sinking into the pot of soup, which I felt disgusting.
"And what we saw as you call it?" Asked insistently and arrogance.
"What ," he interjected, "I was that kiss my -" but I stopped because I did not know if I could use that word, if she wanted, so I turned to look at and what I saw broke my heart.
"My Girl," I concluded, fair, returning to concentrate on the catechist.
"You are two women, she can not be your girlfriend," he replied with disgust spread across his face swollen.
"And who decided?" I asked, unable to restrain myself.
"The Bible, the Bible says so," explained as if it were obvious.
"The Bible is old, too many centuries have trampled. Do not you think that certain situations have changed since then? "
One of my worst faults is that I stop being rational when he touches his heart.
"No, I do not think! Sin is always with us! It never changes! Beware! Have you kissed and you are not repentant. You are disgusting. The Lord will punish you! "
She got up and pointed his finger at us.
'E will not punish you for not having loved your neighbor? "
No one dared to interfere, and at that when I realized that what had been only one gray head was in fact the parish priest.
"My heart is pure, I'm not worried. But you, you , you should. A dog does not fit with another dog. "He heard Julia
by my side and I was crying too.
"Do not you see? Watch what you do with your words! We are here, in front of you to judge us by people who have never been found in our shoes, which they believe to understand but do not know anything. She's always been a friend of yours and treat her well. What does that make you? "
Taken Julia's hand and, when I was about to get up, I caught the voice of the parson began to pray for us, for our souls.
To hell with the pastor, to hell with the catechists, to hell with their beliefs based on hypocrisy.
I loved her and she reciprocated that love which, according to some, it was against nature, but rather be a monster with her that a normal with them.
"Come, let's go," he whispered, stroking her hair.
left us behind that chorus of believers, put my arm around her waist and she relies on me completely and I held her: she was the only What I could do well in my life.
"Now I'll take you from me and I will cook something good, right? Maybe I prepared the crepes if you like. "
I was afraid of having ruined her life by having caused the collapse and destruction of that world of glass, my heart was breaking at the thought, but she stopped, looked at me as you watch your love, and kissed me.
"Thanks," she said, and gave me his car keys.

Notes
Well, I do not know why I dreamed such a thing XD Never go to eat with the catechists haha well, maybe to please the person XD I love that I'm afraid of being left, as always, upset by what I read here .. Iphis and the episode of the Metamorphoses of Ovid have done the rest. It will stay sad for the rest of the day
XD Ah, that catechists not be offended. Or that you offend those affected live in XD

What Does Chapped Lips Look Like On A Dog

sexy_taurus @ 2010-01-03T12:04:00

Sun, fresh breakfast puerh seasoned, hot, great, e. .. a goal in front of me!

Right now my soul sings;)