Wednesday, April 22, 2009

I Need A Sample Letter For Tel

And now where do I start?? Premiering

know, first of all is to scold myself for a long time away .... Call it laziness, laziness or procrastination, the fact is that I did not know where to take the blog and pulled the easy way: Do not take it .... Nor

you begin to pull and the rockets, because I do not promise much for now, I have to take my time to get used again to have my stuff ...

permit you to start this new season we do with a little music ... It's a song that I just recently discovered and are not to be but I can not help jumping, dancing and screaming every time I hear ... Is a dose of absolute power that I get with the beat ....



I hope you enjoy it as much as I ... Then tell me!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

How Long After Waxing Can I Shave





As a lake without water, a melody without rhythm, a tune without voice, like a flower without petals, as an autumn leaf. Nonsense or reason to exist, only allow a short memory, which reaches perhaps not for that, maybe just a name, an idea, a thought. I once had this idea, see my love grow into a pit of dreams, surrounded by illusions and hopes. Today, however, only see a shower of disappointment, red and angry, that chokes me well, before the lens, of dreams, the evergreen trees that once adorned its banks today are just cold lifeless trunks, while the remains of leaves lie inert on the floor. I watch over and over the image, not understanding the change that has occurred. At what point let this happen? How I can make my sun come back? Such is the growing despair in my soul, that happiness that once grew all this, it seems that even existed. As if it were an autumn leaf, I feel my joy and happiness are falling, slowly but steadily, and without anything that could help it. Suddenly I see your face, yes, yours, smiling at a distance, that smile that lifts me up and awake. Suddenly I see a ray of light, try to see the origin and are your eyes that shine with light up my soul empty. However, I can not prevent my fall, even if you get your light, the fall is inevitable. The sorrow and regret covered my face, my eyes drop a tear practice. When I'm about to hit the ground, something in it catches my attention. I see something green, in stark contrast with the brown and black that dominates this place. Then I realize that in reality, the falling leaf that was not my soul, but it was the love for her. And I had to let that love die, to be born the joy that you always offer me.






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For ILU, with affection.

Because you're my sun

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Thursday, April 9, 2009

Ikusa Otome Suvia Watch Free

This Dying Soul (This dying soul) Black Hole



I see so many faces, many faces, they look back at me, but eyes with a mixture of worry and fear. Realize the state of my soul. Is so strong this feeling is strongly expressed and is evident to anyone. It's all my fault, make such an important part of me. The noises and sounds and do not reach me, feel so distant, the voices that no less important than yours, and only those I can watch as their lips move without hearing word or sound. Still my fault, let it get that control my mood, though never opted for that, let alone accepted it. Even now that I am part of the problem than the solution, I feel that emotions are hidden, and I fall deeper into the darkness. If only someone could help me to find a solution, a way to tear down this wall that blocked me even light. I do not like this feeling, it's like to become stone, while my soul is slowly fading. Sure I look so strong, but inside I am shattered. I feel I'm losing all my instincts, one by one, without turning back. I think it's too late for me, with all times unless you agree, these walls thicken, making it even smaller the space occupied by my soul. You can not even see the pain hidden in my smile, though, and the rest of the world can see my regret. With each passing second, I know that is a close second to the last shared. I know that at the end of strategic crossing, when finally your way to separate from me, my dying soul ceases to exist, and finally rest, because you are you the one who makes my soul still exists, and without your presence, finally perish.





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