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Hep A More Condition_symptoms As one can end up sick of internet

acknowledge that I have repeatedly flirted with the idea of sending him to hell internet and not use more than for work. Unsubscribe orkut, on msn, going from blogs and all fishing. At the end I have not done for my eagerness news from around the world, to Cotis (orkut and only use it for that), and because I use msn to give me a few laughs with friends in a far more expensive than phone. And the blog I used to give relief and a bit of free rein to my desire to write without filling the house Everything notebooks filled ravings Chinese number. Also, I confessed addict recognize the e-mail. What can we do, I am too weak to remove internet in my life. But sometimes, it makes medisgusting, really. I have the same love-hate relationship with the mobile, we're going to do ...

more pathetic is that Internet is that, by removing Tita Pau, I have known nothing but guys who intend to pick up again and take her to bed. A one worse, of course. The only photos of guys you're monkeys, are obviously fakes . And more expensive than back. Recently, I sent a scrap guy who wanted added in the orkut. After a brief glance at his profile, I see what I hate is "false." The picture you put in the profile, one of Franco's "Passion of Hawks." We started well ... "Here where was the delete ? And so on. I have one on msn to not admit that looked good, until all conversionsations became single issue on the theme When we fuck? For when hell freezes over, baby ...

But what happens to men? But if there are more bars and bottles the other day my best friend told me that the world they played to 7 women per head. Do not they realize that the streets are full of broken for a tattered? And ultimately, do not know the amount of rock that desperately needs the papers ...

Call me classic, but I like the face to face. Cafes and discussions until the wee hours of the morning. Go out dancing. Stuff. May go in chat is not a good idea. Absolutely. I think suchDiario de Patricia . And I see that I laugh at people for leaving ...

So nobody should be surprised at my cuts via msn. No, do not give your phone, even though I asked. No, I'm not desperate enough to believe that the photo is actually yours. No, sorry to disappoint you, but a woman without knowing anything about you will mess you on sight and have the wildest sex of your life only happens in porn movies. Or if you're George Clooney. And no, put the photo in the profile of George Clooney does not mean they are. It means you're too ugly to get yours. So, miracles at Lourdes or Fatima and not where Mave. That is one of the people you'll ever recorded in match.com. Before I sleep with that guyI do not think the bed until hell freezes. I do not believe that climate change going to extremes so chung.

And by the way, after many wasted afternoons watching cibernovios reunions in the Diario de Patricia , I concluded that my grandmother is right and there is no internet that rare and potentially psychopaths looking for a partner. So, cibernovio, no flowers. Mave

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Cancers More Condition_symptoms Chico Buarque de Hollanda - João e Maria

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was você além das outras três. Eu

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O que é QUESTIONS which life vai fazer de mim.

Vale, today is one of those days that I feel silly now and then ... I can not help is that I am very stupid. And you know that most of the time I get to have a silly day, I get to the MPB, as it gives me the nostalgic days of Madredeus. For the above, joyita of when I was not born, 1977. But do not tell me it's not pretty ...

Jewel De'nyle's Last Movie Suit and tie

"Have you noticed that lately you look at men who wear suits and ties?"

No, I had not noticed. But callus at the obvious. It is true, I look at men who wear suits or polo, or shirt. I think that is the standard professional, spend the day surrounded by men dressed and had to be, I now look more natural. Or I hope so.

professional diversion If not, the issue I'm afraid. Have they stopped liking men arranged, but informal, bohemian touch that I loved? And the next thing will be? "Dying of the blond and buy an apron? Looking for a partner who is a lawyer (and do not know how boring it can be a lawyer, and I speak from experience, even if you work in the office, I'm a lawyer) rather than engage in something creative? To fall into the cliches and stereotypes petit bourgeois? "" Marry??

No, no, no, no, no, this can not be happening to me. I'm not the kind of woman who was born to be holiday, children and dog. Have I ever said I do not like dogs? And besides, I have an allergy to the estates of houses. It must be that the field is upsetting me. I knew that much time away from the city could not bring anything good, I'm going conservative, God, this just going to church and voting for the PP, have to move before the end of crazy.

Anyway, I'll calm down. SupOngame only because my kids bohemian life grow older and begin to settle, to dress more serious, and that does not make them lose charm. Why not become conventional. Should be that all mature and grow, and you can not go dressed teenage life, right?

Let's hope that ... I recognize that look good with dress elegant lady beside a man in a suit and tie, if you want to take me to dinner at an elegant place. I can take the pearls of the closet, get me a bow and good bag. And hang on your arm and be frivolous, educated young lady, just for one night. But it's fun for one night only. As the Carnivalit is only as credible because once a year, lost his continuous grace. And a man in a suit and tie continued well fall from grace.

By the way, and seeing that man in the picture in a suit, that fantasy with legs, is there anyone who does not understand me? Oh, I recognize that George Clooney is another of my weaknesses

Fibro Myalgia More Condition_symptoms Lack of privacy

I have just five days off and I'm starting to feel the suffocation in the chest and a desire to want to scream and back to the office. Face it, except for the fact that I have to see clients, this is no vacation.

And I very badly the house of my parents.

I'm used to being alone, to do what I please, and above all to be quiet. I can not stand, it really can not stand it, anyone entering the room where I am, although the door is closed. This does not matter, there are no barriers. Damn, and I sometimes I feel like shutting out the world, write or read for a while, whatever, without being under the scrutiny of prying eyes. Not that I like solitude, but from there the company continued there is a stretch. Tampoco hold music you listen quietly and three noses amount bearing the helmets, which are made to talk and have to stop doing my thing. I have pretty bad one to decide for me and hold my menus if I blame food on the plate, and, worst of all, I have to say where, with whom and why.

not stand regression to adolescence that is living in my parents' house.

I think I was born to live in my own apartment (when I say I own one I mean , can be rented) I need my privacy, my space, and here there is none. I want you, if I give my space, I give in, and I do not impose the transfer. I wantrun out of vacation.

In October I will have to go somewhere, three weeks here would be too much for my patience. I always did appreciate the privacy, to have my space, and since I live one more. That's sharing everything with the family is not going 100% with me. Yes, I am reserved. But let me have at least one shell, pussy.

Trailer Licence Ontario Skank - Amores imperfeitos

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Lie eu disse / that thought não mais em você

Samuel Rosa is often the soundtrack of my life ... What else to say here what I said above? Two minutes ago saying that I can manage very well without him, he does not expect more ... But look I'm wrong sometimes ... Pardon me, is I try to convince myself, without success.

I must heed the voices around me. "Breeding coragem " Ótimo, that ele é or eat??? "

Sore Throat Menstruation Night sex

I had not left. Okay, well, not so much just from the Veci meets in town, but I have not gone out to have fun at home. And today was the day. Plan: wine and tapas. The quintessential alternative plan to the night clubs. Well, we went to the bar again for the great tapas, then a classic (the champis) and ended the night in the new bar where they say one of the waiters is a Mister Spain. Okay, so if that, which we have addressed, is Mister Spain, disgust country, Naughty Boy is much better. At some point I have to get the fraternity between fellow workers and kidnap ...

Mave The issue is that a woman is lacking. Actually, dare to call things by their name, I am uA woman lacking and ball point. It's too long without a male companion. And before that ends up in something crazy with someone not convenient, I have to remedy. Tita Pau is right, I can not wait forever for the Perfect Man. So what if they do not do well? It obviously has to go, I can not always have such bad luck in love affairs, and also recognize that things either have to go right. because. That's it. Because I'm not blind, pussy. And I've talked enough.

But the issue is that mainly what I lost is the lack of patience. And I've been waiting for an egg with virtually nothing. And I'm not stone. And I will notable to wait. Does anyone believe that I am not aware of the gestures, the looks? I can ignore, but not noticing. And you can no longer wait. I'm not so bad. And I know.

I have to pull ahead, however. Get things straight. You may have to take the bull by the horns and tell Chico Naughty, or someone similar, I feel very alone to keep me company for a night, just one night, I ask no more. Because Mave is no stone. And it is said. I'm young, I'm still quite pretty, yet "I have a workaround." And I can not waste life on hold. So I'll let myself feel guilty about watching others and by being human. Could. I know.

The next weekend we go to recorrer geography in pursuit of a popular party, my best friend and me. It may be easier where nobody knows. Where you can leave your sensuality emerge in the arms of someone you just met and say that today is night of sex, and do what you have to do.

In the final analysis, the Perfect Man has had many opportunities and has not tapped. This is not about waiting wither what may never come.

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Changing the subject a little, and swallowing the shame, I have taught the book to my two best friends. Support me, although it seemsincredible. I understand. I defy anyone to tell me that I have the best friends in the world. The best of the best.

Online Roulette Repeaters 2009 Lisbon

I begin to feel the nostalgia can be as physical. I have to go back to Lisbon without slowing much, because it is becoming a necessity. As I have of snuff. I have mono Lisbon. And it almost a year ago and I am not.

The first time I went to Lisbon, I fell in love with the city. Surely it was because in a study tour to other things that you feel the pulse of a city, which merge with it. Just want to drink and have fun. What I did, of course. Besides, we were too busy fulfilling a hectic schedule, see the Expo and surrounding areas to spend more than a day tour. There I met the "Lisbon lies," the tourist. That does not love anyone, would be very foolish.
I went to Lisbon
25. I already know the story, go I have not counted thousands of millions of times, the famous concert Banda Eva. But this time I reconciled Lisbon, made peace, we knew intimately, we accept and we fell in love. That love has meant that, when I returned, I comprote Alfacinha I like and it open, I welcome them into the streets and fell in love in every corner.

I love Lisbon. I do not like the sights. I love places off the beaten path. Like Rato, and sitting on the Jardim das Amoreiras. I love the Amoreiras shopping center, I think the less shopping shoppping the world, the more comfortable. I like the terrace of Portugalia the Cais do Sodré. I like the Twin Towers and its Pastelaria mini mall, do one of the best salads I've tasted in my life. I like to walk calmly through the Avenenida Liberdade. I like walking around Lisbon. I like not having a place to go and get lost there, nothing more. I like the metro.

Some people say it is the perfect city for love. I disagree. Lisbon has never seemed a vivid love, but rather, its decadent soul makes it perfect for remembrance and nostalgia of past loves. Fado is a woman, with sad eyes, no longer cries for what he lost. And that's where I am, I balance, I see, I recognize and I surveyedNTER alone.

no place in the world where I feel as I do, where women make me more calm, more reflective, as in the streets. And so I have to go back, again and again. Reconnect with her and me. And a year ago almost to have visited her, and I begin to feel that need. It is essential to return. Because it is difficult to love in the distance and need to revive it with frequent meetings

Cholesterol More Condition_symptoms I think I need to go to Zara ...

I have been thinking and I realized that I need to go to Zara . Yes, again. Yesterday I was looking critically my clothes and I found that I have nothing to wear. That happens to me constantly, my friends say that although I have all the clothing in the world, never find anything to wear. But a positive development, this time it really is, because I know why. I noticed my clothes critically and have come to a conclusion: I have nothing to wear because I have nothing of the style that I bring. I have seen the light.

my clothes, I normally use, I mean, is divided into three groups: business suit and the like to go to work, clothes do not go to work, or dresses and shirts teenager over anothercleavage and mini thing, and cowboys. And, thinking about it, I concluded that when I'm not working, do not wear the right look for my age. That is, I have 27 years, could be as a respectable mother, okay, I'm not, but it should. I need that look "under-but-informal" paean of celebrities when their children through the park. The look that lady. I can not pull my life copying the dress she wears Ivete Sangalo in version shows a little stuffy for my daily life. I have an age. The Cowboys used, but I think I also need shirts, rib and stuff. And blouse. And smarter things. I can not go Colcci. Oops, late afternoon. I bought another top, green escity is mine

My friends do not understand me. With 27 years I can not wear a teenager, I have to change its image. I know I have my reason

Okay, is it not normal to worry about as others see you and your look? My God, and this afternoon I left and I have nothing to wear ...

Girdle Factory Outlet

... will have reason. I'm finally on vacation, the time lag can not wait. I finally got rid of my apartment and my landlord. Finally I copied all the poems in the book (minus the two who posted the blog for two minutes, but is that magic still do not) Finally I've lost the kilos that I found disturbing.

And I'm fucked.

Yes, I'm screwed. Sad. Depression.

not ask me why, what bothers me most is that I DO NOT KNOW.

Well, one thing I do know.

want to go back to the office. Outside the office I'm like a fish out of water. I miss the Veci and the Baby, although you left yesterday. I hate to leave the floor because my Veci becomesand in my ex-Veci. I do not know what to do with my free time.

I am. I'm fucking rare