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At this moment you mean everything.

Shall I tell you some secrets and others are not? One of the scariest things I get are the moths. 'm antisocial despite being outgoing. I get along better with men than with women. And women are more men than women-not physically. I believe in reincarnation but sometimes I like believing that they are no longer with me I can hear when I speak in the evening. Despite my rejection of religion at times I prayed to a higher being or whatever you call it, is that I do not like that term. I believe in guardian angels or something supernatural with the same function. Before the walk I fell for a second or third floor and a half and nothing happened to me. I'm of the most gaudy you'll meet in your life. I talk a lot and fast. Constantly interrupt others, with and without meaning. Cagüinera'm not, but I like to know the cagüines the moment. I cagüineo not only comment. I'm lazy. I always believe that I have the potential to be the best in many things, just never be really interested me. I like to plan my summers as I read my March-around once. I always dreamed of going to college and now I do not want what I do. I am very garabatera. If a Saturday or Sunday will not leave my house I take a shower. My weak spot is the back. I have very heavy sleep. I like to sleep a lot and still sleeping a lot I have always dream and dark circles. I have many red spots and stretch marks are not erased. I would be higher but if I could change my height do not think it would. From the 10 that I wanted to put my mother's maiden name before the father. I like music but I hate to play an instrument, as a child herself. I love singing when no I heard or when the radio is strong and my voice was not well distinguished, although I do not think I sing badly. Copy drawings and paint well, but do not ask me to draw. No I can hardly open up to people a bit, but I can hardly open up completely to them for fear of being damaged. When I forgive easily damaged. Try to kill me thrice. Once a month I take a bath with foam. I'm not very good at noticing when people are bad but I always look if I'm there. If I put my mind I can be very cruel and hurtful, although it has never been intentional. When I'm under stress or with many things in my head usually change the words as well as a mini dyslexia. I'm bipolar. I'm manic but terribly messy. I can often seem mature in many ways, but I have attitude worthy of a 2 years time. Drug addicts but I'm not at this time, possibly yes. I have no problem with that. When girl would stop once every two months or once a month to the clinic for pneumonia. The most I've had fever have been 42-something. It is rare that I like a poem, because I do not like poetry. I am very sensitive and land mourn, I cry even more with movies than other things. I like to know useless things I think are more important than they teach you in school. I have a book that is very old, it seems that are no cover-Calleja or anything like that, "but is so old and unarmed stories are not complete. I've always wanted to read them through. Sometimes and only sometimes, it hurts to remember the friendship I had with some who are not my friends. My sins are stronger gluttony, pride and laziness. I do not like being lied to. I am very impulsive and I like to be. I love to laugh non-stop and loud music and dancing when no one is watching, dance with me like my brother.

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Come on and kill me baby, while you smile like a friend.

Like a friend - Pulp

Saying you're sorry Do not bother
Why do not you come in Smoke all my cigarettes

again Every time I get no further
How long has it been?
Come on in now, wipe your feet on my dreams

You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
When I could have been learning something
Oh well, you know what I mean, oh
I've done this before
And I will do it again
Come on and kill me baby
While you smile like a friend
Oh and I'll come running
Just to do it again

You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can't seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the dream I never should have caught
You are the Cut That makes me hide my face You are the party
That makes me feel my age Like a car crash
I can see But I just can not
Avoid Like a plane I've Been Told I Should never
board Like a film that's so bad But I've got to stay till the end
Let me tell you now: it's lucky for you That We're friends

Come on and kill me baby while you smile like a friend. Yes, but so what?

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As time goes by.

Several years ago I went to the same place today. The brown church in fact did not go to the church itself, I was right there at a wake. The years ago was that of my aunt, my aunt cristina, with which I never got close, he saw her every once in a while (every 3 years or 2), did not cry when he died, I felt sad, I felt nothing, did not know. Today just called me and I began to mourn cut after denuevo calm call to go to the wake. I showered and went to mourn as I showered, got dressed quickly and left my house. On the subway was listening and someone approached me to ask if he was OK, I understood why until I spent a headscarf, was weeping while ago and did not even seem to realize. My Miss Loreto, which is called just like me and I love that I will miss nobody knows how, that the school will not ever be the same without her there, that my heart is not, but now is resting and not suffering. And come late to school and not see it going to be super sad. I came to the wake and then I remembered that my aunt cristina veiled, entered and greeted those he knew, I was there for a while until I said that we were to see, was the lalo phoned me and valit the both crying just as I had cried before, I sat with them for a while and I plucked up courage to see the coffin, I generally love to see them, but wanted to see. The I have seen no more than two seconds where I almost fell to the floor crying and I sat and leaned on the legs of the lalo, for crying out loud as I broke down in tears. Sali after smoking, hence I called Philip and I went to look and leave more or less (unless you were bad baby) and get on your mood. Anyway.

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I want you to give me a reason to stay.

I can not leave you ... But you're Constantly Leaving me, you walk away When you want, you come back When You Want, Not everyone, not your friends, But you leave me.

Fuck, I'm Meredith.

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Haven't you heard? I'm an adulterous whore now!

Sometimes it bothers me that so well and meet me tell you something and tell me you knew I was going to happen sooner or later and your advice as opposed to any other and be dark and twisty twisted me, it will not accept anyone accept me for me and I will accept you, because we have plans from like 12 years because auto tennis and if I want podriai me to carry around (but I'm not abusive), because I forgive you but not break me cigarettes and you play wrestling with me as if I were to break (which IF I CAN BREAKING Ten Cuidao so here!) because we are the same by default and because SABIS goats that just take care of others (which one you better not pass), but as you care for them, because eris that I will keep studying and why haha every day because you came to Santiago and I want I vayai looking car to school tomorrow, ya? for I love you because I'm your special person and your eris my honey bunny after all, because we are best friends twisted Terrile land not fished or low but write nice things from time to time if I have to your blog in 3.0 because we met in 2003 as castor am haha.

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Dead boy's poem.

If you read this line, remember Not The Hand That
wrote it Remember only the look, songmaker's cry the one Without Tears For
've Given this strength STI and it have Become my only strength.
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality
Where Being wanted Became a thrill I never knew
The sweet piano writing down my life
Teach me passion for I fear it's gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to Give to the ones who love me I'm sorry

Time will tell, this bitter farewell-
I live no more to shame me normal rules you
And
you ... I wish I did not feel for you anymore ...

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In Between Days.

If it were a fruit ... Frutiila
If I were a color it would be ... Green
If an animal would be ... Kitty
If an appliance would be ... A vinyl disney stories.
If I were a book would be ... The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
If an item would be ... A dress
If a gem would be ... A necklace.
If an object would be ... Baby toy
If a car would be ... An electric motor.
If an item would be ... Fire.
If I were a tree would be ... A cherry. If
a drink would be ... Beer.
If it were an ice cream ... Vanilla.
If a planet would be ... Mars.
If a person would ... Yo.
If you were a bug would be ... A moth (because I have them panic.)
If a conveyance would be ... A bike
If a song would be ... Kissing in the rain of great expectations.
If a movie would be ... Great expectations.
If a station would be ... Spring or fall.
If it were a flower ... Camellia, roses are a thousand times more beautiful.
If a trade would be ... Painter?
xD If I were a cartoon would be ... Cat and the gang may
If a place would be ... The Cordillera of the Andes.
If I were a gift would be ... Flores
If a memory would be ... The first word of a bus, something like that. If a
city \u200b\u200bwould be ... Berlin Oh! If
a sense would be ... Touch.
If a game would be ... Risk
If a candy bar would be ... What the hell is a candy bar? If
an hour should be ... 4 and 15 am.
If an invention would be ... The wheel
If a body part would be ... <3 Cuellito

If one word would be ... Sandia.

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What a strange path it took to find my heart.

Vincent: I think if I Used To Kill Somebody Would I want to go to the cemetery and apologize. That's What is Not Really Though guilt. Guilt's a feeling Towards Have you people Who are living. It's like everyday You're Out There shaking hands, talking. But you, the guilty person, you know That it's all unreal. It's like guilt is this secret inside of you That Destroys the fabric of everything, And Then everything's unreal. You Can not Even Have a life. But it's not NECESSARY for it to destroy you. You Just Have to face it.

I like this movie. Crime and punishment in suburbia.

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Yo puse las canciones en tu walkman.

I like being on one side of the road smoking
smoke all passes
while I like open your eyes and be alive
have to tinker with a hangover then navigate
it is necessary to
on ships from crashing into nothingness
live tormented
think this sense, yes, is the heaviest part

in times where nobody listens to anyone
in times where all against all in times Aegisthus and
petty
in times where we are always alone

will be declared incompetent in all matters
market will be declared innocent or there will be
heinous and heartless
I no longer belong to any isthmus
buried alive and I think I
I put the songs on your Walkman
time to put me somewhere else
have to do what it is and not because I have
to do good and do not forget the damage
forgiveness is divine
sometimes tends to err human

not making enemies is good
that are not up to the conflict
they think they do a war
and boys pee up as casualties that haunt

ministries doing a parody of the artist
that all that glitters in this world gives only
dandruff and I'm envious I was a kid
sad and happy
Beatles , cane and wonders Legui
books, songs and piano
film, the betrayals, the enigmas
my father, beer, chips, mysteries, bad whiskey
oils, love , scenarios
hunger, cold, crime, money and my 10 aunts made me the man

enreverado
if I ever cross the street
give me your kiss and do not fret
if you see I'm thinking of something else
is not bad, is that he spent a breeze breeze
death
love you like an angel round
murderer but not always scared me
happens is only the intuition of my destiny

I like being on one side of the road smoking
everything goes smoke while I like

me back from oblivion to remember in dreams my home
the guy who played ball
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of one promised us a rose garden
talk about the danger of being alive
came not to entertain your family
while the world falls apart I like being

roadside feel to me like me I like being
roadside
sleep every night in my arms .

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She doesn't know your name

throw away from the heartless bitch who was, at least I think so. I feel somehow like meredith, I'm not dark and twisty and switched to bright and shiny. I do not know how I liked more, most prefer the dark and twisty, but I buried him and let him rest. I had to face the boom of the heartless bitch a while ago and all the shit in the face of a somewhat ridiculous because we take all the laughter, because it was funny, in a twisted way (our way), it was funny . And that happens to me when I see people doing some things I already learned my mistakes, many times, I like bumping "gives you a been there done that. The truth is that there is a plan and choose what is that there were situations so you had to be, "Well, you chose a certain way like," it is you're a heartless bitch with the rest or extreme twist is that this happened, does not mean can be bright and shiny, we have everything, I like to be bright and shiny, it's nice.

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Mentira.

That tell me now you hate to love
tell me that the sun will shine longer
is wanting to give up the dreams of yesterday
is looking at the mountain and say ... I can not
pass this test that can kill
when you're right there, of being able to reach

I do believe that evil
we could fall
forget that even this love can be.

Lie, that love the skin we were
is a lie, that kisses do not know honey
is a lie, that my body will cool
the magic ends, I know to lie.

lie, that good some day ends,
is a lie, that goodbye is born again,
is a lie, your eyes
forget that faith is like a boat pulled on the shore
swear it's a lie

tell me that now is a matter of forgetting
and for once we can think
is wanting to give up the dreams of yesterday

is opening a wound in the soul endlessly
is falling into an abyss from
watch you swim against the sea is this life without you.

I do believe that evil
we could fall
forget that even this love can be.

Lie, that love the skin we were
is a lie, that kisses do not know honey
is a lie, that my body will cool
the magic ends, I know to lie.

Lie, that good some day ends,
is a lie, that goodbye is born again,
is a lie, your eyes
forget that faith is like a boat lying on the shore
I swear it's a lie.

BSO El Clon, because yesterday I saw a piece of The Clone on you tube, if not the love will burn in the flames of hell!

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You'll never wait so long

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Caged.

These Are the darkest clouds To Have

Surround Me Now I find my self alone caught in a cage There's
no flower to be found in here
Not withering or pale to me
Everyone with a friendly face
Seems to hide some secret inside

He told me he loved me
While he laughed in my face
He just led me astray
He took my virtue
I feel so cold inside
Sorrow has frozen my mind

My heart is covered
With thoughts entangled
How could it ever have felt so real?
Is there a place more lonely than I feel within?
Could I have seen?
Could I have known?
I just took it as the truth
Everyone with a friendly face
Seems to hide some secret inside

Always there to remind me
To keep me from believing
That someone might be there
Who'll free me and never ever leave me!