Saturday, January 30, 2010

Which Painkiller Is Strongerpercoset Or Darvocet?

touch this XD!

U CAN NOT TOUCH THIS



just ... EVIL, piensenloo O. \u0026lt;Nothing can have that face and be really inocentee. Anyway, enough of Cluny. Importantee talk about something else.

12-7 = 5

if not fully understand ... but weee,
intentaree explain. La Campania 12 is a
especiee of ... amm ... shape (?) To avoid this LJ
XD die as did his
predecessor. 12 refers a12
fanfics will be posted on different topics in this LJ. I mean will not necessarily
Hetalia XD, could be a NexLis
or something. 12-1, postee because
One More Night. You Belong With Me
not enter because it was posted before there (long before there XD) XD
the Campania 12.

In fiin ...

12-1 = One More Night (Part I and II)
12-2 = How To Save A Life (OneShot)
12-3 = Red Bird Of Happiness (Oneshot)
12-4 = Halo (Part I and II )
12-5 = It's a Wild World (Part I and II )
12-6 = Melody (Oneshot )
12-7 = Northern Downpour (Oneshot )

12-8 = 12-9 = 12-10 =

12 -11 = 12-12 =


know, I've realized I'm a little (just a little XD?) masoquistaa OO ... I like to get into heavy things and then not being able to out XD. Oh, speaking of masochism, now control the cards to apply for a school in USA =) Wish me luck (De vdd the necesitaree>. O) * sigh * The pc is very lentaa .. .
In fiin, wrote XD I'll go to if I quedoo presientoo very still something OO will come.
byee ~!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Donate To Locks Of Love

elizaveta_val @ 2010-01-28T22: 48:00


I imagine how ; little kids playing in the evening in a huge field in the Rye. Thousands of little kids, and all around - no soul, no adult except me. And I stand at the edge of a cliff over the abyss, you know? And my thing - to catch the children, so they will not break into the abyss. I mean, they play and do not see where to run, and then I run up and catch them to they failed. That's all my work. Keeper of the guys on The Catcher in the Rye. I know it's silly, but it's the only thing I want to truly . I guess I'm a fool.
Jerome Salinger

Is An Excercise Bike A Good Form Of Excercise

Jerome David Salinger

died today, my favorite writer.

  Making his way to the gate field along the boundaries, Jenny soaked to the skin evening in the Rye. Very cool girl, beat the girl shiver: Soak all the skirt, walking through the rye. If someone is calling someone through thick rye and someone hugged someone What's wrong with it take? And what we care, If you balk kissing with someone who, one evening in the Rye! ..  
P of Bert Burns

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Sample Of Announcement Of Retirement

One More Night [Part2]


Well, let's continue with what yesterday (But well, today at dawn) was interrupted by father-w-



* sigh * then I will hate for this>. O

MxMxMxMxMxM

... Your boss had forced to take a vacation. I had tried my best to hide how he felt really, but apparently was not convincing enough. Had already been a month. It was winter and the weather was terrible, constant rain and a sky populated by thick gray clouds. Almost reflecting how he felt. Staying there would not help at all, could even more depressed ... it was then decided to take the blessed holiday and go to the north.

time I did not want to remember, to think y. .. wonder who did wrong? Really not worth even trying? Manuel had not spoken to since. On one hand, perhaps it was better that way, or at least I thought. Forget going to be very difficult, possibly never make it ... but I had to try. ********

looked at the phone that was on the desktop. Behind him was his boss who looked concerned about the recent conduct of their nation.
"You'll do? - Asked concerned the president. He simply nodded and took the phone as he dialed the number he knew so well. He pressed the phone in his hands as he waited to hear his voice on the line, only had to apologize, and everything volveríaa normal (that's what he had said his boss, but he knew he would not be). But nothing happened, did not hear the voice that told him a month ago as he wanted. He heard nothing. Hung phone with the feeling of having received a lurch in his chest. He felt the hand of his head on his shoulder.

Indeed ... indeed he had said goodbye? ********

A week and two months would be thought sitting on a bench in the Plaza de Armas of Arequipa. Arequipa was a beautiful city, known as the eternal sun to shine every day. During the past two weeks had been devoted to Pasera the north. Trying to stop thinking about the subject that brought him much pain. His boss had given four weeks (one month!) so he could rest from what they thought was "pure stress" (obviously he had not said anything about what had happened .)

The truth is that had managed to calm down a bit. Northern Heat slowly helped close the wounds, even those that were very deep, that I knew many, and now he proved us right. There was floored a tear from the day he fell asleep crying. Now he could only remember the pain of that day. He had been very foolish on their part believe that because Manuel had come to him a couple of times, I was going to love it when it was clear it was not like that ... I had only been playing with é l. ... And he had left excite. She had been very weak that day ... maybe too much. As if he had been through with a sword ... very painful.

felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to meet with Ecuador, peacefully watching him with a slight smile on his face and Gapi in head.

"Hello, Francisco-
********
thought that little by little the pain would go away, but had not been so .. .. Now hurt more. He had tried to call thousands of times, but did not answer. It was after two months ... nearly three bloody months that he had not seen nor spoken, in which he could not forget him. As a result, all this week had been devoted to empty your cupboards of wine trying to erase a bit of pain that pierced him, but only worse. Wanted, needed him back in his arms, to feel those soft lips again ... but his face wet with tears ....
Stamp last glass of one of the best wines I had on the table and held his head in his hands. Could not stand. Yes, damn it, it felt the same Miguel. I loved him. Since I could not deny more. He had done much damage, he was also hurt, to deny it. He had done much harm by giving all that Miguel cariñoy then deny the true feeling ... and now .... He refused the idea of losing him for an error as well, so decided to do something.

was going to go to Lima in the spot.
********
felt like lips rested on hers gently as her eyes opened with surprise and his face lit up. Everything had happened so fast ... I had not expected this to happen, say that there seríamentira been.

"I love Michael, and much ...- Ecuador whispered in his ear as he wrapped in a hug. All her senses were paralyzed. Everything seemed to be frozen. At a time like this could do two things, returning the hug Francisco and accept the feelings of Ecuador to him or tell the truth ...
********
He stopped at the door of Peru. This time was going to do what must be done from the beginning. Knocked on the door again and again, but as with Tthe calls, no response. Shouted his name as her fists pounded the door and asked her to please listen to what he had to say. I felt that heavy feeling in the left side of his chest, but he refused to surrender. I just could not ... He knelt at the door. His elbows on his knees and his hands clutching his head.

He sat at the door feeling as I crossed the cold, but it mattered little. I had not planned to move there, had to talk to Miguel. Fused in their pain, their own fears, and despair that had never known before. Needed ... I needed to have it, needed it to be yours again, had never needed someone so much. I prayed to heaven to get his forgiveness, because if he did not ...

-M-Manuel? - Asked in the darkness a voice that seemed for a moment out of his thoughts. He lifted his head to meet Miguel, who watched with a pained expression on his face. And without realizing it, was hugging Michael, because he did not last long. He could not resist, had to ...

-M-Miguel-started as he felt the lump in his throat grow-P-pardon me, sorry Michael, I lied, "he began as he passed his fingers through his black hair Peru. She took a breath before continuing "And," I love you, I was an idiot, forgive me, please, "his voice was agitated. And in that embrace Michael decided not to move, not for a while. Until he felt like Manuel took her face in both hands, and suddenly was back those light brown eyes in front of him again.

But why was he doing this? Who had made it to rock such torture?

Le sorpendió that tears fell from his eyes, or shaking. She felt empty. And I could only hear what Manuel was saying almost whispering.

"I love you, and much, Miguel. Please forgive me for that ... I need you, I want you with me ...- because I felt nothing? It was unusual ...

..- "I can not be detached from his lips, the eyes of Manuel still riveted on his face ...-


" Forgive me "I can not love


...- -. ...- .. please

-... ...- no

At this point we must explain what happened.
Peru had learned not-wanting.
had learned not to-love.

Manuel considered the face of Peru, which did not reflect anything. Her heart broke into pieces when she realized that was due to his error. He had lost ...

gently brushed his lips against the Peruvian. Do not want to lose ... wanted him in her arms ... forever ...

"So ... give me just one more night ... please ... and not bother you again, that time did not know if Michael was still listening, the look of Peru was so lost, despite the fact that he was looking straight in the eye. He closed the distance that separated her lips, deepening kiss was just the beginning of the evening. What would be the last.


'll never touch him again so get
What you can Leaving him empty Just Because he's a man
So good When it ends, they'll never be friends
One more night, that's They spend all

dog One more night, That Was a good one
One more night, i dreamed it
Was a good one One more, one more night, That Was a good one
One more night, the end Should Be a good one
A good one ...


The TT sientoo Tut depresivoo it was so I told them I would follow the juegoo ... No happy ending. The sientoo TT-TT I hope that at least this thing has helped you out of boredom ... NO ME Mateen momentaneoo Tut


Monday, January 25, 2010

Homemade Mini Bike Blueprints

One More Night


Because I'm wicked and I left to mourn after listening ¨ ¨ Remembering Sunday All Time Low. Yeah, see TT and I have to move the other fics but>. Or Believe me, Angst is the only thing that I have the head lately, and if he published it in Every Other Time ... well, they would kill me XD = D pongoo here so I hope that XD is not more than TWO-SHOT

couple: Chile / Peru
Warnings: None =) (for now)
Note: Sorry for the grammar TT if they know I hate this PC, right?


Ahoraaa is who has no rhyme or XD (referring to the story) but the game follow me, okay? only this time

MxMxMxMxMxM

His eyes were open to hear what he had just come from the lips of Peru. Only two words and I felt I was in another place, which had never been. However, I could not help but feel ... angst, but why? You should not feel extremely happy to learn that the person he loved was the same for him? So why .... Who watched could read the expression on his face, and under the eyes, waiting to hear what you say.

"You know I do not ... you know you have no idea what you're saying," I said to who was in his arms, the term wound immediately over into the face of Miguel, who to listen to what Manuel had said, left him to look you straight in the eyes

- Of course I have! "said Peru while looking for that Chile will look into my eyes Why should not he? - Manuel simply turned away from the face of Miguel, feeling like something was painfully hammered on his chest.

"It's not as simple as say ...- said while trying to hide how she really felt, looking for any excuse ...- The Things between us have long been well ... not going to change just because

...- "Because I ...? Because I do not want to try ?.... is that it not ... I am worth? -

-... sorry, her gaze fixed on the face of Peru, the thin tears sliding down her cheeks red from frustration, an image that was printed in your mind instantly. He could not say anything, just feel the silence throbbing and the pain of the moment. A silence that seemed to last hours, in which neither speak, a silence that shouted at death that were destroying the heart, ********


headache that woke the next morning was not the worst of the day. I could not persuade her. I just could not ... could not .... a face full of tears vanished from his mind. Knew that what had passed last night would not leave his mind that easy ... even dolíay him well would be for a while. It hurt the fact that I do podu anything, it hurt to think about what was lost trying to do the right thing. know that in the coming months the pain would go away ... or could increase. I did not want to imagine the latter. He found it amazing how quickly it was over (Why so fast? It was not fair), he was even more impressive was having peace of mind (for now), to look in the mirror could see his face as blank ... ... maybe, if wars had not already finished with their tears ... cry.


********

cried the first day, and more than a couple of times the second, the third a couple of tears slid down her cheeks, soon after fell asleep, the room sat on a bench in the garden of his home. His mind was completely blank. His eyes were stuck somewhere and all I felt was the wind blowing softly. Ironically, that day the sun shone softly in the gray city sky. During
Small seconds it seemed that everything was a nightmare, one of those ridiculous nightmares of his awakening to laugh then ... but when I discovered that I could not smile ( much less laugh) I discovered I was not having any nightmares. Did not regret having said what I felt ... I did not, never have learned that Manuel was not the same for him ... it meant nothing to him. ..



********
That afternoon I saw, but apparently did not see Miguel him (perhaps this was the best ... for now). Saw him go among the people while walking down a street in the city. He was about to call, running by his side ... but then found he could not move, could only follow with his eyes, the image of what was lost, moving slowly among the people. He wondered if some day he might forgive him for making him suffer ... so ...
many times he had apologized earlier? Few Sometimes he did mourn and why do they refuse to be part of that feeling so warm? ... could spend so much time together ... just had to ...

********

Koha, are 12:51>. O fatherÉ already come so just upload it and upload the rest maniana
TwT

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Camera Adapters For Night Owl

this between us! Es .. is ... Livejournal

S

H E E P !
XD sorry, I had to do oveja :) Ahoraa, stop wasting time singing = D x ahii and I will put to work = w =
seriously That song,


I'm listening

, turned out to be the cure for my writer's block = D YAY! so hard to see how long XD besides, the day is very lindoo =) it's sunny and windless, if I advance has likely done enough to maniana (POSSIBLY TT).
Hmmm, should post progress aquii? Oo tengoo a lot of caps of fics that I need to upload>. Or perdioo me half of chapter 4 of Lemon Tree and I'm looking around the house, somewhere must be, right? Is not it?!

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Make Fingers Thickers



XD not really

My worst nightmare>. Or is ruining my future or something ¬ ¬ But is that just this thing is very difficult to use = / to some degree . And seeing that no (Oo) and put links on this thing, I put here:
Twitter

Deviantart
Fanfiction FictionPress
(Soon) Facebook

Youtube
sii humm, I think that's all. TT Oh my computer died ... temporarily, so I can not use MSN but can TT-TT and there had the chapters that were moving (background piercing scream.) But I think I can not leave them waiting for more = D so I'll start the campaign



12


Remember that number, 12.
It's been 7 days since it began in 2010>. Or it should have posted something. I had no idea after idea but was useful for ocasióny all went to the pink elephant graveyard (if you understand, right?) XP in order. You better start the new season ....



.... Or I who send people to die in the pink elephant graveyard XP.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Strongest Sheet Of Wood

my worst nightmare ... Hit me


= O HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ANYONE THAT YOU READ THIS AND DO NOT HAVE WANTED Happy Holidays (in arrears) TT STILL
humm I was thinking of posting material posted on ff.net for NO X disadvantages In
XP still may oo aunq people could do XD golpearmee by Tut
fiin I have to climb the mini-caps of You Belong With Me
CURRENTLY WORKING ON
:

-EVERY OTHER TIME

-LEMON TREE - [SURPRISE]
-JUST THE WAY WE ARE