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Help me to forget, because I can not ignore.

For days he did not speak the issue ... I tried to avoid in every way but as if it were back pain need to talk about it and relieve the pain.

I'm much better. I know what I want and how to get it. Step by step I will overcome ... but that does not mean you do not miss and that hurts me not (either as a friend). And the worst of being lesbian or bisexual is that when you break up with your girlfriend also break with your best friend. Because she was everything, and I have friends ... but none can fill the same way and that makes me incomplete.

I feel like dust in the wind. I feel that this was not real and there is nothing left. I understand we need a while but is that just hit (lie, have already spent 4 months) is to lose all your happiness. I can not remember the last time we talked, because there are days ... have become two to three weeks and do not know if we'll talk it is still missing. I would hate it, because if you do not need to hate her and I feel like I feel now.

is because around me I makes it easy. Talk, comments, love, relationships. They have, I do not. And instead of hurting the failure to take, what hurts me is that I had and it's over.

Sometimes I feel I can no more ... I'm dying without it. And others swear that I have forgotten. Everything goes from one extreme to another and know I can not do anything but wait to meet another person to fill that void ... that did not substitute, because nobody can be in the place of another person but to make me forget all this, because unfortunately not ignore-LA.

has not been easy to accept that you no longer come back,
how it hurts to remember that you're gone.

It Looks Like A Kaleidoscope Around My Eyes

GLEE - Gay

weather was and that he wanted to talk about my addiction ... of course I speak of GLEE! American Series I totally love it. And if you've never seen it "are you waiting for? Is a musical unlike anything that had gone before. First because it is the only one that is cast to gays, lesbians, fat and disabled. All those factors are of marginalization in society. And second, because there is a remarkable roll-gay! Hahahaha

And here is where Santana and Brittany & Kurt & Blaine. They are sooo adorable

*____* I love both pairs.

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Sonora, clean, transparent, FUNDS: the fountain in the art

Karl

Virsaviya Bryullov
.
Sonora, clean, transparent, FUNDS,
are born of ancient forest, oh sacred source! In your bank

the bird sings sweetly in love and complaint. Ora
blue flag, now in pink
that surround the stream of your current and settle
gently swaying
gallant bee and butterfly. Well
know you love by your signals,
glory of the meadows painted, spell
pastors and shepherds.
But what to me are your joys?
What do your clear and smooth springs,
if you just have to take my tears? José Joaquín Pesado





Thomas Moran



Albert Fourie
August

source not shut up, shut up ...

not laughing, jumping
,
talking ...
And nobody knew what he was saying.
Clara, joyful, polyphonic, Solomon columella


silence pierced the west
and garrulous, the
tiptoe to see the dying sun.
not shut up the source.
not shut up ...
As
vein of the night, his auger, silver
cold

shrugged and stretched ...
Subía,
down, chatted

... And nobody knew what he was saying.
When the dawn again ...

Manuel Machado




Ferdinand Keller


Francesco Albani


Frederic Leighton


Paul Rubens


Jacques Van Bree

Alma-Tadema



Henry Margetson


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changes

time changes. Time not to hide, to live, to be oneself. Time give a radical change in this blog. 3 years ago I opened this (June 2009) with a single plan. Power vent in a private place, hiding my identity. And all for what? For fear of being rejected for being gay / bisexual. So much has happened since then ... I remember the beginning, how weak I was, how lonely I felt and how difficult it was my life. I have decided to finally make this public. Nothing remains of the girl was frightened coward. So I do not see the need to continue hiding from something that is not no sin, no defect or disease. OF-LOVE.

I make these changes because now I'm writing more than ever, and I took it more as a personal journal just because of my sexual orientation.

Hello, my name is Jenny and I am a project person. Photography student. And I hope someday advertising. Addicted to the series. Book lover. (A writer times) and LOVE is my oxygen. I also love people and my love knows no differences. Bisexual, lesbian prone, but the same beats than anyone else. Vivo. Sorry. Respiro. I complain. Kiss. Cry. Dream. I cry. He smiled. I'm in love. Way to the back of everyone and happy times. Silly and ridiculous most of the time.

This is my story. Now I am as you see.

And speaking of being yourself,

listen to the lyrics of this song because it talks about just that.