Monday, February 28, 2011

How Much Does Pokemon Cost On Cydia?

No

Do you know? The other day one of my endless nights I was reading things I wrote a couple of years. I wanted to see the changes he had made and there was something that surprised me. At all, but everyone was talking about how lonely I felt. Carnival, New Year, or simple Sunday ... in which there was no one with whom to leave, or anyone to write a message. At the end of the one to call a friend . A year and a little more, that's changed. Today, any day ... I want to thank for that. I say today, because today is about the carnival and my classmate which sometimes scares me friend called, asked me if I wanted to go with her and other friends. I have been enlightened eyes. I thought this year would not plan, and eventually go out:) the thing is that this one, now suddenly embraced me from behind. Sure, I and my affection are 0 matches. And she thinks I do not like, but you have no idea what I like and how much they mean to me. I've never had friends, I never have that kind of love ... and so do not match. FRIENDS. Still shudder when the word comes out of my mouth. And it gives me an absolute panic the future, to lose ... and back to feel alone. And, do not know how important it is for a person who has always been alone, have people around that it is not just your family. So understood, if you have good friends take care of them every day! Because it is not easy to find true friendship. Mine are very close and I thank every day for it.

and here I leave a song that has meant so much to me. When he was a super fan of erreway and found one of my best friends today on the Internet;)



A friend is all the way, light, heart, the dreams we dream . A friend is a risk with someone at your side and be together forever . Because a friend is faith that gives confidence to continue to live side by side in life. The help you fly, pushing you to find the exit.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

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be alone anymore I've become strange.

I just came from a family day and I wanted to write here. Every time I feel this is more like a journal, updating every day ... but the truth, I need it. I have to say I'm much better on the issue, this time I took it seriously and I am putting all my strength. Thank you very much for your support.

I'm not going to talk about it, today I want to talk about homophobia. What you can change your life when you leave the closet. A few days ago, tired of the comments of some of my family put in my facebook status: sinner, sick and vicious and stop trying, because I will not change. I put something like that ... because that's how we see them homophobes. Well ... I received a private message from my aunt very worried about that. I did not look well and he did not like that would have put even if a joke. I try to convince you it was stupid but knew not. The fact is that today, we have been all and she treated me differently. Nowadays we are more united today ... I avoided and ignored me. So are my paranoia but I'm pretty sure that is what I said. Because I have two personalities, which they see and what I am. I guess that affected him. I felt bad, and I feel what I feel, I hope, soon. My mother says I will hate and that nothing will change, but who intend to deceive? If a phrase I have noticed a change, I can not even imagine how will they know what I am. But I can not do anything, I can not be unhappy because they believe that marriage consists of one woman and one man, because I believe in love, soulmates, and love of people to other people. Sorry. But I deserve to be happy with whoever I want.

Although I become strange.

Pimples Like Bumps On My Abdomen

SWARM / SWARM

never thought that I was a super man. I'm not. I'm not even close to it, or believe that it could be ...
But when you're young ... your voice through the walls. Your steps are shaking the ground you walk. Your hand presses as a clamp. The color of your hair darkens the dark. Your breath creates storms. You give your blood red sunset. And your eyes ...

There is something that has not changed, your love let my eyes still see, at night, that infinite swarm of stars that we saw long ago.
me that's enough, I'm only a man.

I Never Thought That I Was a super man. I'm not. I'm Not Even Close to it, or Believe That It Could Be ...
But when you're young ... your voice Through the walls. Your Steps Are shaking the ground you walk. Your hand presses as a clamp. The color of your hair darkens the dark. Your breath Creates storms. Would Give Your Network blood at dusk. And your eyes ... There

Something That is not has changed, let your love my eyes still see, at night, That infinite swarm of stars That we saw long ago.
For me, this is enough, I'm only a man.


Saturday, February 26, 2011

Funny Endings For Letters

I hate you. He hates me. WE hate. The last goodbye

Tonight I had a horrible dream. So much that I woke up with more rage than previous days. And I was afraid that I'd just by consuming rage and burst into flames. That did not happen, fortunately. But now the anger has passed, again I feel listless and wanting to mourn. I finally found the strength I need, I've finally said goodbye and I've seen of course ... but that does not mean that the nights do not hurt me. I hurt because before going with it, and now the single step. And since this is my place where I release ... I happen to have my dream.

was there, because I have this going summer with a friend for a concert. Well, that was my dream. We were the two for now, and we were in a mall. Or in college. At that time I was walking alone and crossed me, and I just waved and smiled. I was left with face fool. I had ignored, having gone there in part for her. Ie if I understand your position ... but after all and what greets me with just your hand? I was shattered ... later I met with my friend and I returned to find me. This time he stopped to talk. What are you doing here? I asked. After spending some time talking and discussing running, my friend stepped in and began to tell all, not insulting, just saying that that was all about. I asked him to stop. At the end she was angry. And I literally said to forget it. FOREVER. Then vanished.

sleep She did not look like the real thing. The hated me sleep, I watched with disgust, insult me, blamed me for everything, told me that ... well, stuff. I got enraged because it was unfair what was it? After all, telling me all these things? I know that's not reality, but I ached as if they were.

Really, now I feel that everything will go well and I've left behind. But sometimes dreams stab you ... On second thought, I prefer to say I hate you love to have those dreams where I wake up with tears in his eyes. Those who fuck themselves.



I hate you. He hates me. WE hate.


Stay with me tonight.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

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The sun comes through my window, makes a lovely day and I have wanted to be happy:) as if! Yesterday we talked last and was a boost of vitality. Now I realize how silly I was being so bad when I have so many good things to enjoy. So it has finally remember and miss you, now I'm changing my lifestyle again. Maybe I took refuge in the hope to believe that some day I would spend some, but although it took me to see it, now that's impossible. That is just . And there need to say goodbye. Anyway I have a lot of anger inside, anger over this love I have of the desire of her, close at band. So seeing the beautiful day makes ... then playtime in my classes, I'll go running to download. Sometimes I do, and leaves you like new!



And no anything that makes the girl in love with love ... stop believing in love:)!

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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Pleasures / Pleasures

Well, it's been over 24 hours since I got this post. And I think that has already lost interest. Therefore, delete it.
Did you know that since yesterday, when I got on the blog came to visit the following amount of times?:
67 times from Argentina.
6, sometimes from Spain.
4, sometimes from Bulgaria.
3 times from Canada.
3 times from Peru.
5 times from the U.S..
2 times from Australia.
2 times from France.
2 times from Indonesia.
2 times from the Netherlands.

Discounting the times I went me. and apologizing to friends who really did not come in these 24 hours. Do not you think that 6 comments (there is one mine, and Malena, left 2) about the pleasures of life, is too little?
Could it be that there are many, shy people ... or slightly open mind?
Thanks.

Well, it's Been over 24 hours Since I got this post. And I think That you've Already Lost Interest. Therefor, I delete it. Did You Know That
Since Yesterday, When I got on the blog. Came to visit this many times? :
67 times from Argentina.
6 times from Spain.
4 times from Bulgaria.
3 times from Canada.
3 times from Peru.
5 times from the U.S.
2 times from Australia.
2 times from France.
2 times from Indonesia.
2 times from the Netherlands.

Discounting the times That I entered, and apologizing to friends Who Really Did not eat in These 24 hours. Do Not You Think That 6 comments (There is one mine, and Malena, left 2) about the pleasures of life, is too little? Could it be
That There Are Many shy people ... Slightly or open mind? Thanks
.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Tattoos Before & After Pregnancy

The girl of the week: Dianna Agron

I again start The girl of the week! for those who do not know ... the girl of the week is a blog section where I present a girl who for one reason or another, is special to me.


AND THE GIRL OF THE WEEK IS ..

Dianna Agron



Charlotte Dianna Agron (April 30, 1986) is an actress, singer, director and screenwriter, best known for playing in Fabray Quinn Glee television series.

And right there I know it. I'm a big fan of Glee, and his character at first I did not like. It was a typical club popular cheerleader and the envy of all the girls. LIE. Fabray Quinn along the series is changing and is becoming an adorable character. Is to look at it ... It is in prices. You seems the typical blonde, but nothing to see. When you see her act, when you see that smile so special, those gestures that have their eyes! I love ...

And if we stop to hear his voice ... is sensual, sweet and exciting BANG! ♥ I love it!



And now I leave a series of videos ...

Here is a song that you can hear:




A video of it:




And I like me . The faberry. Rachel & Quinn. They are enemies in the series, but in real life there are many rumors that they may be together. And the photos do not lie! So this movement faberry internet are two of them but in the series. Enjoy:




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The Music Lesson, paintings


Wang Yuqi
• After the silence, which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music. • Aldous Huxley




Zhao Kailin


Xue Yanqun

Tamara de Lempicka



Giovanni Lanfranco


Dante Rossetti

Gabrie Dan Beck

• He who hears music feels his solitude, suddenly, are populated. • Robert Browning




Andrew Atroshenko


Alice Pike Barney


Lovis Corinth


Karl Ludwig Ehrhardt Adol


John Sloan


Giovanni Boldini

Monday, February 21, 2011

What Is Office Equipment.is It Important. Why.

Fear

Hotmail 100 times.

85 times your facebook profile.

67 times tuenti your profile. 35

your blog.

15 his twitter.

5 your tumblr.







And none of those times, she is. More than two weeks since we talked ... I can not understand how the earth has swallowed. And I think it exists, and that has only been a creation of my imagination. Really she lives? Perhaps even this dream ... and soon awake, just a day before meeting.



Sunday, February 20, 2011

Attacks With Copd And Exercise

many times the distance.

I speak, my new fear. I think my experience has made me into a panic phase into the distance. Now every time I meet someone in a blog, tumblr, or any other social network ... which is more than an hour from Barcelona, \u200b\u200bremove automatically. This hurts much more than it seems, and I'm not back again through the same thing. So today, I refuse to meet people you might ever want to kilometers involved.

other hand, I've had enough. Long ago, I opened this as a secret place. Because I was in the closet, and was afraid that someone you know to find me. That is over. Now I have half out and I think enough to be myself. I'm tired of hiding for something that is LOVE , and in no way am ashamed.

Understood! I have the pleasure to introduce you to Jenny:) the real indeterminacy of Alice! I also called Giselle. I have 19 years, and I'm from Barcelona. I love to read and write, watch series, and I am a photography student. I want to advertise.

And after so long today I give you the opportunity to put a face Alice real to your imagination. This is me ... : P




Saturday, February 19, 2011

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NO means NO

... I wonder why the guys are so blind? Do not understand what it means NO? Or worse ... a lesbian am . A boy in my class, I threw the cane. For some time I was taking it but wanted to give importance to that yesterday, she told me so clear. I like him, and we were fine. But now I have to spoil everything. I told him I had just come out of something and was not prepared to be with men or women. I feel like if I put the horns. I have no reason to feel that way, but I prefer to wait time to do so. It appears that you do not understand ... he is fooling around as if he had said a YES. And if we left party I steal a kiss. I have already tempted to do it before. Let's see ... I like you darling, but NO means NO!



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LAYER / LAYER




One evening she sat watching the horizon, and wait ... nothing happened. Everything was so still. But she did not know what was waiting. Someone had told him to expect.
Also, remember who said it, but she never asked anything herself. Assumed to be expected. She always waited.
And the wind was wearing down the stones of the mountains, and slowly, layer upon layer of fine powder of rock, was covered.
And she was stone.
And the stones have eternity to wait. One evening

she sat, watching the horizon and wait ... Nothing Happened. Everything was so still. But she did Not Know What Was waiting. Someone Had Told Her That She Should wait. Nor does she remember
Who Said it, But Never Asked anything she herself. She Assumed That She Must wait. She always wait. And the wind
WAS wearing down the stones of the mountains, and slowly, layer upon layer of fine powder of rock, WAS cover. And She Was
stone. And the stones Have
eternity to wait.


Thursday, February 17, 2011

Can You Use Aveeno On Tattoos

I'm tired. (DEL-AMOR)

I hang the phone to my best friend. And I am about to write here because ... I am crying, and I need to de-drowning. She asked me that my love, if I have something and if I want. I want to file a friend of his (quite lesbian). I said a resounding not. But then I thought better. I I'm tired. I got tired of waiting for someone who will not ever be mine. I got tired of waiting for the love that never comes. I am madly in love with her, but I can not help. Why have faith in something impossible? I think I'm wasting time. Lose the wait time when it will not happen. Do not know how much I love her, so as to have a distance relationship. Enough to want to go live wherever she is. But who we kidding? This is not a movie, this is real life. And I can not keep living like this, because it is a torment. I will say this will hurt me as if I went through windows but: I forget. (LIE)

I do not understand because I had to love the person but impossible world. I want to say that I love more than anything, I want to be mine. And I yours. That if both we put a little on our part could move forward. But it all sounds like dream ...
and dreams I go on.

"I'd rather burn here, to learn to be without you."

A second, bizarre. understood

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Cities Of The World Starting With P

staring VIRCHU / VIRCHU STARING

To tell you the truth, the stars off like how I stayed. My idea was that the rays appear as they were asleep, and seems to lead hair. They look like those heads, which reduced the Jivaro.
But I already put them in my blog and nothing else.
So today I painted a watercolor of my daughter that I show here is better, no?


To tell you the truth, the stars off I Do Not like how it stay. My idea That WAS the lightning it seems like They Were asleep, and Seems to lead hair. They look like Those heads, Which Reduced the Jivaros.
Them But I Already put in my blog and bye.
So today I painted a watercolor of my daughter That I show here is Better, no?


What's Good For Phlegm

SLEEPING STARS / STARS

Did you know that day, the stars go?
they do not die eh, no.
When the sun rises over the horizon every morning, they begin to fall asleep slowly, little by little. To lose its luster, and be completely dark.
Then is when the Sun, believes he is the lord of the universe.

is the stupidity of that is negligible but is convinced that it is a giant. The proof is that he does not let us look at it, and they, giants, but much more humble let us admire them every night.
Every evening the Sun dies on the horizon, and you already know what happens in the sky.

Did you Know That During The Day, the stars turn off? They Do Not Die
uh, no. When the sun rises
over the horizon Each morning. They begin to fall asleep slowly, little by little. Their Up to lose shine, and Be Completely dark. Then
When the Sun is, Believes He Is the Master of the Universe.

It is the stupidity of Whom is negligible, pero Convinced That is it is a giant. The proof is That He Does Not let us look at him, and They, giants, much more humble But let us admire Them Every Night.

Every evening the Sun dies on the horizon, and you know What Happens in the sky.


Monday, February 14, 2011

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The 7 Secrets Valentine

Hello! A little late now ... but Happy Valentine:) everybody hates this day. I understand. I understand that is pure consumerism but I say ... what matter? I know that every day you can celebrate the love but if someone invented for a particular day, why deny? is LOVE! Any excuse is good ♥

Well, today I update because I've seen a meme from my friend's 7 Secrets Shinrei (which I love * __ *) and I remember I did this long ago when my first premiere blog, so now after all this time I am about to do it again.

My 7 Secrets:

(since it is Valentine, I'll try to all be in love)

1 - gave my first kiss at age 18. With a guy. My first boyfriend. I always felt like crap at most it was but then I realized that sometimes worth the wait.

2 - I am a virgin. And I have 19 years! And I'm a shit about it ... but try to follow my advice from my first secret, and I'm sure the wait will be worth it. (I wish it were a girl)

3 - The first kiss I gave a girl was in my 19 birthday. On the same night, without knowing anything. It was an acquaintance of my cousin and me half his age. I repent.

4 - And the first kiss I gave to a girl (the real) was in December. Each I remember once I feel butterflies running through the inside.

5 - My first love, a boy. It took 3 years to overcome. I was in love with my best friend.

6 - My first love, a girl. And you know it. She is. Sometimes I feel I can forget, others I can not live without it. I do not know what to do with what I feel, but I will not forget. I refuse. I love her too.

7 - Last! today was Valentine. And it was very rare. It seems that without knowing me, there was sadness in my heart. And on top, where I study, I am in the front row on the board, had drawn the initial of his name. He has spent all day there. Remembering how much I love this day, and how much I would have liked to spend with her.

And here ends with the love. If someone wants to do:)

And by the way! It has taken me 6 years that my mother outweighs that homophobia to me. And now I have to endure the comments of the rest of my family without knowing what I am. I'm sick! I want to come out NOW!

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ASLEEP JUST FOR TODAY / JUST FOR TODAY

Here is the link of the video
Here is the link of the video

CAN NOT LOVE LIVE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v =
Tw0PmuX8HSk

Saturday, February 12, 2011

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That sounded like Beethoven sweater ...
Debusy other times when it rained ...
... Gal Costa ... Piazzolla ...
at night, Rabid Fish. Remembering this makes me smile.

asked me what color it was? White
in Bariloche when it snowed and we went to buy chocolate.
Obviously, green, Iguazú, when the water wet your face, and tears formed in your cheek. For joy.
But at night, on your skin, it was always red, always red.
When we sang Om Namah Shivaya was orange, so I remember it well.
I asked for the taste?
flavored red wine, malbec, flavored spring green grass. Have you ever bitten by a blade of grass in spring? ...
But it sounded like Beethoven, I'm sure.
smelled the musk of your perfume.

We fought over use it, remember? ...
sounded like Beethoven ...
at night, Fish Raging ...

disappeared one summer, the sand covered him in a dune ...
but Beethoven, still playing, while we look through the glass as autumn approaches ...
and at night, the red reflex, Rabid Fish, who let us sleep.
(Artaud do you remember?)

sweater
That sounds like Beethoven ...
Debusy, Sometimes When It Rained ... ...
... Gal Costa ... Piazzolla ...
at night, Rabid Fish. Remember it makes me smile.

Did you ask me what color was it?
white, in Bariloche, When It Snowed and We Went to buy chocolate.
Obviously, green, in Iguazú, When the water wet your face, and tears were falling on your cheeks. For joy.
But at night, on your skin, it was always red, always red.
When we chanted Om Namah Shivaya was orange. I remember it well.
Did you ask me for the taste?
flavored red wine, malbec, flavored spring green grass. Have you ever bitten a blade of grass in spring?...
But it sounded like Beethoven, I'm sure.
Smelled the musk of your perfume.

We were fighting to use it, do you remember?...
sounded like Beethoven ...
Pescado Rabioso at night.

Disappeared one summer, the sand covered him in a dune ...
but Beethoven, still playing, while we look through the glass as autumn approaches...
and at night the Pescado Rabioso’s reflex network, let us not sleep.
(do you remember, Artaud?)


Friday, February 11, 2011

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SWEATER IF BAD GEOMETRY / BAD GEOMETRY

In this post, I do not know if I leave it or delete in a day or two, depends on you. If you like it, leave it, if you do not like, bye.

In this post, I DO NOT know if I leave, or delete in a day or two, depends on you. If you like it, leave it, if you do Not like, bye.


Sometimes a straight line joining two points that should not be linked.
geometry for some things does not work.

Sometimes, a line, joins two points That Should Not Be united. For Some Things
not does the geometry work.

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RAGAZZO


• This time I succumb to the magical world classic Simon Nelson, Cuban poet born in 1965.
• This brilliant writer offers an extraordinary journey to ancient Rome through "Ragazzo" and this is because the hand of this young, brazen, delineated, balanced proportion of forms and volumes, we find the perfect lines of classicism .
• But it is a trip to marble, to the perfection of the statue, but a brazen escape prohibited, uninhibited forms within which we have referred to the monuments and admired in their stillness.
• Ragazzo, friends, is the temple made flesh, The Temple of the Sibyl, into which Nelson Simon is the lips of the boys who entertained the Colosseum at night with the vibration of your body. and we, the readers, we saw the earthquake and the shaking of divination oracle.
• Ragazzo is the current desire of those who love meat wise, educated, loved by the gods.
• Mix bold and peep of flesh and body, class and work in their eyes, his chest, his belly button, on the birth of the Roman Empire's key in their stunning legs and in his hands, which were able to endure the mirror of the centuries.
• I hope you enjoy the trip to the construction of the world, the ecstasy of the beauty of the desire of the hand of a young man who crosses time, call Adriano, Fabrizio, Giuseppe, or Giuliano ...
• Save ragazzo!



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RAGAZZO ragazzo
• The word has no translation: I learned under the glare of the summer in Rome, even fascinated by the pious marble Trevi Fountain, as he walked, "invisible, and preoccupied, Piazza Venezia.



Van Rainy Hecht-Nielsen
• Lost in meaningless conversation holding the tourists tired of admiring the ravages of time makes the meat powder and stone silence, I sat on a bench to see how afternoon down to the Trastevere. With it, wrapped in swaddling clothes, was my soul, and some wishful thinking as the country they had come. (By then he had understood that the island will always grieve as a thistle, which, poor, are entrenched in our chest.)



Alvarez Cebrián ragazzo
• The word has no translation: do not seek in vain in the dictionary, do not ask for its meaning or noble squares or in the seedy taverns smoke and snuff smell of beer, like a swan invisible cross that pushes you into temptation.



Alvarez Cebrián
• The sexy boys from Havana,
• openly sad as its beaches,
• never be named with the word ragazzi.
• The gay boys of Andalusia •
lip which offered meaty olives,
• never going to laugh with the sweet perversity
• a ragazzo. The young New York modern,
• with perfect muscles like steel that holds her city,
• can not embrace that passion ancient
• mixture of blood and lily
• sunburnt Mediterranean
• that drag the ragazzi.



Angel Ramiro Sánchez


• The ragazzo sat beside me on the single bank of Piazza Venezia, and the city of Rome, until then only the splendor of ruins and dreams, was another suddenly. Had the mystery and glamor that I had imagined for her.



Alvarez Cebrián

• You spoke and I barely understand,
• to reach out, strong as the bridges that cross,
• inviting me to walk,
• next afternoon when we descended to the Trastevere.
• We saw boats pass and a gray bird, like a romantic ghost.
• aroma us feel guilty men
• previously had loved with the calm waters.
• Never let your hand. He never said his name and wanted to ask.



Anthony Ackrill



• It could be called Adriano, Fabrizio, Giuseppe, or Giuliano:
• names that always left their music in the enamel on my teeth. • Your profile
with me even as the images of these vases
• I've seen in museums. Her mouth keeps reminding me
• Moon tied the Trastevere. His hair unkempt,
• your perfect body and willing
• can only fit in that untranslatable word: ragazzo.
• I learned that afternoon what Pasolini and
• Pepilla seen in Romans,
• what made him live, every night, on the edge,
• always within the pale, seductive grip of death.




Felix Ziem
• Simon Nelson (Pinar del Rio, Cuba, 1965)
• Poet, children's writer and editor.
• It has an extensive work published in the poems highlighting the City of anyone (Editorial Loynaz, 1992 and 2008), The weight of the island (Editorial Loynaz, 1994 and 2002), with the same lightness of a castaway (Editorial Letras Cubanas, 1996) and In the Shadow of the boys in flower, Julián del Casal award 2000 and Critics' Award 2001 (Union Editorial, 2001 and 2002).
• Obtained the first mention of poetry in the Casa de las Americas Award 2008 on the unpublished poems, <>



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