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PostWysłany: Czw 9:48, 16 Gru 2010    Temat postu: Die for you on a million times, it is representati

Once upon a time, I began to say to all women (except, of course my family): Do not talk about my feelings, I am only interested in your body. But they also said to me: Who you talk about feelings? I'm only interested in your money. But I said: I can not afford it? They said: Go back and talk about your mother. I fainted. So I tried to make money. I have friends around me say. They said I was perverted, dirty thoughts, hopeless. Although I have more than they are referring to the abnormal, dirty, but not really hopeless. At least I treat all the expectations of being in the hard, waiting for a woman to me life; or lead I went to heaven. I kept looking. Perhaps waiting for another fairy tale, right; but more promised in the pursuit of it is empty talk.
that morning, I was lying on the side of his girlfriend (which is now the crown said, then called sexual companion) crazy to say: \there is love, but do not know love; I even even I do not love. but - my dear, I at least interested in your body ... ... \not sounding to Ming Weng Weng now. I zheng zhu, I think Bo anger, but my heart has long been numb. She also silly to live in the tears kept in the Orbital spin, and finally fell off.

won my hand on her crying face, kissing her cold lips. My heart burst of entanglement: \also called truth? truth would not say that now! \
my heart very sad. I wonder - and even did not know much about day to face the girl, and my heart can not calm. She upset my previous state of mind. However, she is not the first time. I'm not sure to check something off the quilt, or not Fallen flowers at the scene. She looked at me bitterly evil. Made my heart twitch, for fear she then slapped me on the ear. She did not, my heart will level off. I feel like a ghost at the bank, began to appear, then grab my heart to climb step by step; and I slid to the rear of the abyss, fallen, until no trace.
I put on a care-free look, look no regrets. I really think that,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], just saying that. When I say that is so pious! Oh so emotional!
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she stopped crying, just staring at me sneer. I want to deeply imprinted in my mind, death will not spare me. Tightening of my heart burst. Her eyes There was a cold lump in me through the whole body. I involuntarily looked away. Lit a cigarette, and indulge in gilded incense circle. Thinking, is not just not had enough with her, did not let her feel the pleasure of orgasm? - Not, she obviously put me scratch debut Road bloodstain. Still in my neck a bit bitter, blood-red teeth marks down lap, is still leaking blood. What a baby swing! qq at
few weeks since then, and I no longer contacts. Text messaging does not return a call is not connected. And then later from work one night, had an accident on his way home, was dead; slowly to cooled. Just always remember that night of ecstasy, really want to let her fall in my lap the other side has teeth marks. If you really give me time, I'd rather die in her arms. Because that is the best white I've ever seen, the most smooth, most moist, most Magic of the most ... ... the perfect body.
she was working in a communications company, to do with the operator. The sound is very photogenic powder, sweet. I was a customer service hotline in scoring when she chatted on her.
last New Year's night, I ate festive dinner at a friend's house brand kick out of a white out. Home,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], has been late. Spring Festival Evening show is over. Some drunk concentration. Lonely living in a foreign land feeling a sudden and devastating suffering heart.
night is so quiet and cold and lonely. I lay in bed, ears ringing in the ears came the endless irritation of the voice and occasionally penetrate the walls of the women faint moan. I have not the slightest excitement. Into the community has for two years, I harvest it? I suspected that I had earned the wealth, freedom, status, glory, and of course there are some woman's body. I always feel that I can vaguely lost too much: health, fun,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], friendship, love ------ short really to survive. However, that was a crazy, after all, the dream, the night is like a boundless sea. I floated in the night without marginal sea, in deep suspicion, and continue to affirm the existence of the faith; to the Inquiry pessimistic, but continue to love and care. Lonely soul in the silkworm macrophages. Fighting with the spirit of the devil. Is nothing more than discussing the issues of life and death.

I pick up the phone call started out jitter. After a child, \My eyes full of tears of excitement. Like a long lost song; and boo like returning to the mother's warm.
I did not immediately answer. \
\\think you also suffer it. but you wish to make your voices to convey the soul of a lonely night without it, but the voice of your services. This is the most human services. You really our guardian angel of the night. because of you, this Late night is so holy, the sky is so bright. You touched me deeply, you know? \The expression: \smooth, your skin will like the snow outside to quiet white, and your posture will - I'm not crazy, nor is it rogue; even if you think so, but I still say is the truth. you cold? I hear you shiver, I should not be scared you, right, you have to pay more pieces of clothes. Tonight really cold, but my heart is so hot Oh! I want to hold a snow outside, it is your avatar, Then on my chest, I will be slowly frozen. so that we can knot together. Ah, I say, must have thought I was crazy. Yes, I'm crazy. no one concerned about my survival. They care only about their own lives without a whisper, they should be of the dead. Oh, I should not curse them, they cute. right? ... ... Hello - Hello - you have heard me say it? In fact, I was not talkative. Hey - \
night, I slept very practical, and did not dream. Wake up, head slightly some pain. Open the phone found a text message is sent o'clock in the morning o'clock this: I wish you a Happy New Year! Family happiness! Your angel.
\Woe will ancestry. This communications company will not stop me or holding a phone to check my record to bring. I was their level of cooperation agents it? !
In fact, later, my phone did not stop, no one to check, the business did. That girls have often received messages. After the Spring Festival, I began to busy to take care of everything inside and outside the company, the company was not much, but also solve more than a dozen individual's employment. As for her Well, I think not, in this repeat. We can guess.
However, I still have to be reminded that she really, as I described it as the evening - she is my angel. That night, she heard me patiently to the expression of wild impulse. That is, that night she decided to,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and I'm bad, or mad on. Death.
I really interested in her body, from what I first saw her, I have unlimited charge to her vision and desire. I even thought of dating her heinous crimes. Her previous appointment can always just let me hold hold hold her hand. She said she wants me to create a fairy-tale love, then play in the area when we first went to buy two goldfish. A large, that I, called the Little Hadron; a small, is she, called the Little Clara. The results raised less than a week, a small dead. She called me crying, saying that \I would say that you put \She said she could not bear, so the \What then is dead or alive, it is not known. qq log
her side of the fairy tale of love in the crying, I'm in a dream several times but no one piece off her clothes until naked. Flame stretch and then I fire her throat,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the black hand stretched her risk of breast Song. Pillar of life when I broke the door of her life - damn, I woke up. Is the thick tears. Never going the wet dream. Finally,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it understood, I hope the reality version of the novel love. Does walking a fine line to play a love it?
I did was devastated and tormented her. So of course I lie to myself that is in love with her soul, she cried every day to sing \She was convinced. Us crazy with crazy. The green trees, grass in Youde, Gordon River in the quiet, in the dark passion to embrace the fire station on the kiss. Soon, lightning to the soft couch. And suddenly it all came true, I fell in love with her future and. I would love to love her deeply Shique her body, because her body than her soul.
love each done after the infatuation she asked: \I'm more focused on thinking about my behavior earlier.
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\No one died to give you pleasure. \QQ space at
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\really love me? \


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