Saturday, March 22, 2003

How Long Does Hematoma Takes To Dissolve

Abandonment ...

This lj is left to himself so unworthy!
But it's not my fault this time.
I do when I have a minimum of time, I write!
Did you know that we now have a fourth tenant? Yes, it's called water stains and falls right on my head right now.
keeps me company while the others are out. By now she speaks to us and joke, because this house is awfully empty in recent days.
It 'pretty, my caricature ... and to think that they want to dry up. Blue and blue is not funny ... no, really. E 'gray and has already cracked the plaster ceiling. But
befriends.
I drink soy today. I am giving you more healthy drinks I know. Veronica the other day said that if you do not stop with this crap that they know football, I spits in it.
can break the balls in this way?
dinuovo He left the pizza on the shelf. Then we complain of the smell of things magiucchiate in the kitchen. Indeed Isa complain in general.
Gennarino sleeping. Manco he keeps me company.
I miss a bit 'Siena. I've been there for a few days last week. Mark's essay (it's called Sage of last name) invited me at a time of acute stress ... Mark knows: P. We walked a lot at night, I thought that Siena was infinite. He taught me something about the constellations and did try a beer and smoke to say the least exceptional. Marcolino ... two feet of a boy and a heart to bear:). I also conscious girl amazing. Do everything using only dried grass in a certain way. He made a model of two horses with the wire. It was perfect. Including motor. When I saw rimansta are no words. And Siena is a spectacle, nothing to do ...
A little kiss at all, I return to the study sigh. Anna

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Tuesday, March 11, 2003

Msds Palmolive Dish Soap

Dear my love ...

I live with you.
I sleep with you.
quarrel with you,
I eat with you.
Sometimes I take a bath with you there.
With you I do love, we play and we joke. I eat pizza with you. With you study and go out when it rains. With you I go to sea and dream. With you ... with you breath. You breathe, and I rejoice angry.
background with you the world, I leave you with a gaping passersby.
With you I run down the street waving scarves like wings. With you I
Telephone jokes like twelve years old.
With you speak of God
With your voice I left my last boyfriend when we were drunk.
With you I cried because it scared me.
With you, with you, alone with you.
I cried with you ... despite your hand over my mouth. Remember?
Dear my love ...
... where are you now? Anna

Tuesday, March 4, 2003

What Is The Name Of Kate Playground

Anna is ... The past

long long time since I wrote, I admit.
Mille commitments. But I say a thousand? And I am petite ... pretend to kill me?
At least the morning sun begins to have a warm color on going ...
resumed classes, taken over the theater, shooting everything. I would say that the fibers begin to tremble as my mother says.
Today I also bought some books. At the flea market:).
Meanwhile, I clipped a lot 'of relationships a bit' smelly emaciated ... yes ... in short, those who asphyxiate a tad. Today
at home are all nervous. Vero says it has a strange feeling on me and not know it, but the face that I see which has the well. When it puts me in the agitation. Isa had a fight (with who I do not know why I did not wanted to say) and is locked in his room to listen to the console (the most dramatic of the console, by carefully selecting each piece !!!). At this time True
was put into his head to study how to make soap ........ no comment.
already has its manualino and wants to buy the fat and distill it ... I already feel the smell!
I have proposed a mega gift with a set of soaps of all kinds. He looked at me with disdain and told me that I'm not really able to laugh ...
Before we were slamming on the bed with the pizza and told me that almost makes us pure soap for laundry and washes the sheets of the house ... because only the sheets I thought I? Bah ...
However, the mood is surprisingly good. I say strangely because I feel they are slaughtered like a doormat, but even if I complain of fun from that crazy to think that begins to boil the pork fat in that other room and starts jumping like a kangaroo hysterical (you can hear here) trying to blow off ... just give her a pungiball ... you write that?
I love you girls ... Anna