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an arrow that does not stop turning, just as the North. I can not help
stare at the arrow, is as free and as a slave at a time.
But suddenly the arrow starts to fall apart in space and is attracted to beyond what I can perceive, along with the four colors that I could not even have a aproximacióny my attention is trapped by pain in his stomach.
no longer view it is useful to me, I have to sharpen my other senses. The pain is quite noisy, but above all is acidic. Something
flies and I can not remember what I was thinking, I see, has a needle lands on me.
I look, I see, perhaps, ifsomething lively in this room besides me, I nailed her needle, "shit! Fire! "I do not know how but something tells my arm I hit that, I feel his body get rid bones as inert mass ball drop and see me in your needle, hold the view I do not say anything, the taste is salt.
I remember having seen a memory. I was going for it, but my attention is resisting and fighting against my will.
A small trace of pain in my head reminds me that I forgot my body palliative thousands of people while I advance slowly to despair.
"Think of something else, pens & aacute, otherwise, think of something else. "
memory. Come by the memory
: hand my will, my atencióny my stupidity.
I, the mattress, the four colors, bullets, arrow, needle, blood, my will, my atencióny my stupidity we merge and write.
Ga.

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elp to needy families. I changed the light bulb when it blew, I hired internet, I was heels and asked for help to God. Also the devil. I wanted to be vegetarian, I wanted to be a Buddhist, but the value of the wonderful teaching of my parents went further. I turned to the right path, I graduated, got married, I forgot to god, I thought about being a prostitute. Of course nobody knew that .... what would others think? White worked in three different places, I endured more than I thought possible for love, loved afraid, hold & eacute;, hold on, hold .... I left.
Now that I am ashamed of my child when I was a big, big as when I was ashamed of what they would be when I became younger.
maverick I do not need to be the living coming to that conclusion.
What crazy to write this many instructions have been necessary, educations, corporations, torture.
No, I'm not surprised we are not only crazed monkeys, that I understood when I began to realize that was soon to become young ....
Let me tell you something, nothing more at this point I would like to forget how to write andconfine myself to get to play with you.
soon not be able to write, soon the alcohol is gone from my veins and penalties will be forgotten. I recently went
party. Last night I played the whole
onche and Pictionary, and depsues and depsues when he gave me and a lot of noni, and I went to sleep and when ububu
yhoy
Gaby.