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new year ... Merry Christmas

Alo?
anyone here?

cri - cri

cri - cri

Yes, I know it may be a miracle that I update this little blog of one fifth the first of January, I imagine shot at the edge of the gutter of femme with a bottle rum on the right hand and a shoe less .........,

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but not ladies, none of that happened, indeed, the only high point of my night in which alcohol was "happy" I deleted in a second when he got a mastodon to give a header to the WWF a woman sitting next to me, after that Töpler impasse Mochera cheap react and neuronal state is zero, that is formatted and impeccable, waiting humbly touched "the comb" to enforce my tradition of "well danced cumbia Web-IO year well," there I was, my new love relationship with my liver and my friends, all wonderful until it appeared Big and his new girlfriend, behaving as they never have a and a half year relationship with me .. I was there again, this time frozen, the heart stuck in my throat, I and my contempt nascent who fill their mouths saying they love you and two days appear with new girlfriend kissing one meter yours ... then in the midst of absorbing joy of those if they were happy and had no nausea that I had to see my ex deep kissing another asked me how many times we go through this? How many relationships have to see emerge, grow and die before reaching look at your side and see the same woman for over 10 years? Or is that lesbians are condemned to short relationships?

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probably are not questions to be in the fiesta of the year again, probably if I had more rum in my body would hurt less , perhaps the destination remains wise and made me understand in a minute in the cruel game relations lose is to win, because I'm not it, because I learned the value of fidelity like never before held not to have gone through all this and finally my theory out one nail with another has been buried forever, because this time even more wound me feel more whole and to walk a while alone will be the best I can do for me ... Last night I finally

danced "the comb" and Big buried to the sound of cumbia and although I will not have more juicy horns on my little blog will follow-smelling piturriento Fiddleheads ... Hugs

sets and Happy New Year to all ... insurance is that last night I met with several of you but I left without a hood so I was just easy recognition weno lengthening the post so I like juicy skewer gold I wish this year that began with the happiness that contains everything.

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