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quiet because I did not feel like Guilt

"I'd rather be hated for who I am, what I admire so I'm not."

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..... Today, I thought to talk about the cycle vital for the butterflies, but the fingers are not going ... And, I appreciate a lot of people can do tunics of its layers, but to me it costs, what can we do, not everyone is as skilled with fabrics. I can not because I leave the wire and the mosqueo, then I've got a gut, and I undertake to mamporrazos with pads. So if I get the keyboard, is to say what I please, and sunrise by Antequera. Why not take it, but to say, I say.

..... Look, unsuponer , imagine that one day I find a cozy and clean place small bar snack in the afternoon sun. Well, I know that bars sunny, flirty and clean the public domain, and that you (a charming and perfect, but with whom I speak) if you want to dock your backside there, I have to endure. But it happens also that there are a lot of little bars where brocearte sunny and clean neckline and cross your legs, and do not have to come to mine, because I can imagine that you want to fuck afternoon and coffee. So, much to my regret (or no weight, that I have learned to download), I prefer to get up and leave the site. Ea, pati . The problem comes when I see my right to complain, a dignified and universal right (me is that internal nodes do not get along). And I go, and discuss it with a friend, who, moreover, and to top it off, it's your friend. I tell (my friend) I think and what I feel, well, a cappella and without breaks. And what happens? ... Now my friend gets angry with me and leaves me a noodle strip under a refrigerator. Why? ... Namely ... Can not complain? ... Are not I right? ... Is it also your friend? ... But let's see ... the only thing you have to do (if you're really a friend) to collect my thunder, turn them off and discard the pit. For if one can not remove the nail pockets, let's see how I cut them? ...

..... In Finally, I'm not going to shut up. And if I cross out of the board, well look, more was lost in the war, total, and me without me no reasons, at least now it is I who incurs it.

..... And I'm stupendísimamente.

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..... Mercedes Martin Alfaya.