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suddenly the words lose their meaning and resonate as empty as abandoned rooms, drinking cans of beer, nut shells thrown away.

I pick up our pictures of smiles that do not recognize.

Among my neurons is nestled a beaver that continues to pile futility of believing we can build its future. What is the future then?

Suddenly I wake up and see reality as it is, bald and toothless, but deceive me I preferred his wig and dentures from ceramic. I can not
to sleep. The yellow face, eyes incavatie and single-tooth smile grotesque terrify me.

I want to be alone here, and soundly licked my wounds, but I look at him and are laughing all the blood running ...

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It's like this ... The tea

I have no power of decision.
I can not even decide on the day of laundry.
In each of my prison day someone tells me what to do: NON-NEGOTIABLE.

Today I decided to have my hair cut ... short, but short on the sides and long, but long before something like this

but a little 'shorter side and a little' less long front and just another face below the crest ***


Then, since in a while 'I gotta go find my mother phoned and told her everything (better to confess now and hope for the reduction of the sentence) ...

So I heard you say that women of almost forty years, do not do these things, and that if I were tall and thin, then one could say I'm a bit 'eccentric, but, as is the case (= because they are low and obese) are so bad when I am concerned ...

but the best is yet to come ... my daughter started crying, the husband ... and tomorrow I'll have to laugh 'comments of my head (which is a conservative snob that you carry) . .. This only

to let you know, why are stripped.

are not bad, there is that I have sculpted the sound of the sti prejudices to become cynical and cruel.

I bought a sword and once a week I go to the dojo to vent my anger on my imaginary enemy ... The way things are.
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*** or maybe not ... this is so ...

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my heart is broken. I tried to upload it, but the spring is skipped, and watch me said that it costs more to repair than buying new.
So I bought a rubber yellow glow, which looks more like a snail with a heart, a pulse that instead of singing like a rooster every five minutes.
Like my heart again.
Can not be sad nor happy, but he sings some beautiful songs and can be programmed as an alarm clock.

The heart keeps it in the old table wrapped in parchment paper, if it did melt the heat (I've always had a heart of soul of bread and butter, and jam with my ideas as I never had no problems when madness came to tea)

Now, about heart, it's been so long since we all five of our tea with bread and butter and strawberry jam!

But today I can not, there's the funeral of my dreams ... let me think ... yes! you can go tomorrow ... let's say around 16:30 so we can chat a bit '.

also brings a few friends, those who do not like gossip, just for once let's get facetious without stabbing anyone.

prefer the tablecloth with pink berries or the black one with the skulls? I have washed both of and apart from any spot that does not come off are clean and smell of lavender too.

If I had to be dead when you arrive and there was no one to open your door, go ahead and take the key under the doormat and if there was too much in the living room smells like a corpse do not worry: the table is always prepared for the tea in the garden.

then ... see you tomorrow (hopefully)