Sunday, June 25, 2006

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Nothing, zero, null. Chapter IV

Nothing mental vacuum. I

peeling brain pathways to not have to think anymore. Just feel and let go.
Doing what I go through the head, by this time.

And it's going well. I am doing everything I wanted.






And who wants to follow me, follow me. Injected directly say that the joy for the eyes. Let's see if it's true.

Monday, June 12, 2006

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sometimes stopped in the street after returning from college to watch the passers sideways, pretending to have the power to look at them without them noticing. It was his way of portraying the mentally. Alone most of his life had improved this passion with an amused smile when the others realized what he was doing. Had the power for a moment, to think freely about the little life that passed nearby. His laughter was possible only at very accurate listening, as when tickled the back of the knees - yes, a curious corner - when someone put a clown nose or when turning itself many times over, either in carousels or twisting the strings of an old swing. He still had many moments of laughter to be discovered.
suddenly stopped short, and found a somewhat unusual subject on the sidewalk. Hopped and it seemed like there was no no one else around, he held a couple of fingers in his ear. He had probably been carried away by the music, too.
- Interesting, let's see - the typical smile Angel came out. Grin.
pretended he hit so we can look at him closely, and further analyze what could be or not. Angel was more friendly to build castles in the air we know the reality, preferring to imagine what would each person, rather than disappointed to learn that leading a normal life and current. Hit
collided with it, but not the way I expected. Came face to face with a familiar face.
- Er ... Hola! -''''Earth swallow me, she thought.
Harvey was even more surprised, he outlined his typical exaggerated look of surprise with his mouth and removed his helmet.
- Go go, gotcha! You are also addicted to shopping.
- Er, well yes, ha-ha, exactly, you caught me - better than I thought it was a hysterical, typical compulsive buyer of age to a public outcry.

Sunday, June 4, 2006

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escape me The laughter of the lips and I reprimand to be controlled. It is time to laugh too much, but to put faces serious elderly - those who hate so much - and feel responsible for our obligations. Girl, go rehearsing the gesture because you have to use it many times within not so long. But I raise my eyes to see if it is naughty a hint of irresponsibility on yours, and you whisper in my ear a spontaneous smile. I love you I love you, love you. Thank you for not asking for anything. And give me everything. Is short for everything, and I take it, wrap it and throw the vacuum to get him back turned, as I will, as in my dreams.
That I'll always be that girl's shoes girl, with which you can play hide and photographing clouds.
I love you I love you, I love you. And that they are unhappy themselves.













PS: I knew hehehe ....