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A TEMPORARY MATTER: EL PONCHO
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. Imagine this kind of guy who is a player. Super hot. Guy Super stupid as well. Imagine that on a friday's night you start talking to a northern girl in a club's restroom because of yeah, you're sometimes quite shameless. And you can only get hurt from persons you truly respect, not from assholes. So following your adopted british philosophical skepticism, you just rise your eyebrows saying an inexpressive " well. April 13, 2016 at 9:42 PM.
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: MY PEPPERS ARE FULL
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. MY PEPPERS ARE FULL. So pissed off to move on nowhere else than forward. So pissed off about that the present is already the past in such a dictatorial manner that cannot be real. Fact that, in addition, cannot be understood by her human and simple mind. Fuck the system (in general). Fuck the past (especially). Fuck the verbal conjugation of the past. Fuck off the shitty. Past pluscuaperfect's verb conjugation in the. Fuck off and die now.
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: March 2016
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. Imagine this kind of guy who is a player. Super hot. Guy Super stupid as well. Imagine that on a friday's night you start talking to a northern girl in a club's restroom because of yeah, you're sometimes quite shameless. And you can only get hurt from persons you truly respect, not from assholes. So following your adopted british philosophical skepticism, you just rise your eyebrows saying an inexpressive " well. MY PEPPERS ARE FULL.
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: A NORMAL DAY
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. On a normal day you wake up quite early,. Dirty dishes on the sink, but it's ok (you don't mind anymore). You take a shower listening your Basté on the radio, slowly and quietly so you don't wake up her and she can still sleep for a while after her AH journey. You prepare a disgusting sandwich of "I-don't-know-what", dry your hair and wear your snowboarding feminine jacket, beloved by everyone. Full of stupid stuff. Such a nice sunset...
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: THE TAXY GUY: A BRIEF LOVE STORY
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. THE TAXY GUY: A BRIEF LOVE STORY. Ue to my drunk teenager times living in the suburbs of Barcelona, I had to deal with a lot of taxi drivers. And believe me if I tell you that they, wherever around Europe but specially in Barcelona, can be considered a specie apart from human beings. Today I left home. 8221;, so it was in that precise moment when I decided I'll write about him. He decided to quit school and start working at 18 in order t...
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: July 2016
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. So it's like this feeling of bloody emptiness, of suddenly realizing you are totally alone. It's terrifying. Yet only at the beginning. How could you look back when you've experienced such a bittersweet taste? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). So its like this feeling of bloody emptiness, of . De quan en Carles era el killer de La Garriga. Sad songs for dirty lovers. En todas las vidas. Picture Window theme. Powered by Blogger.
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A TEMPORARY MATTER
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. So it's like this feeling of bloody emptiness, of suddenly realizing you are totally alone. It's terrifying. Yet only at the beginning. How could you look back when you've experienced such a bittersweet taste? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). So its like this feeling of bloody emptiness, of . De quan en Carles era el killer de La Garriga. Sad songs for dirty lovers. En todas las vidas. Picture Window theme. Powered by Blogger.
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: April 2016
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. I could write to you for hours and hours.I promise, I will learn to tell stories, and I will come up with new words to tell you anytime that I love you as no one.". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). De quan en Carles era el killer de La Garriga. Sad songs for dirty lovers. En todas las vidas. Picture Window theme. Powered by Blogger.
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A TEMPORARY MATTER: SPRING IS COMING
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Like the type of woman she'd once claimed she would never resemble. I could write to you for hours and hours.I promise, I will learn to tell stories, and I will come up with new words to tell you anytime that I love you as no one.". April 13, 2016 at 9:46 PM. Just now veig totes les entrades del blog.) MENCANTA. I promise an update really really soon! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). De quan en Carles era el killer de La Garriga. Sad songs for dirty lovers. En todas las vidas.
