Wednesday, June 17, 2009

What Is Best For Aching Joints?



enough

quite strange dreams and each has shown me things that I've spent days after ...

something creepy conversations I've had perplexed me more than once, and that does not erase the smile I
minutes later I felt someone kiss loves me, but I have not felt love for, just lips, teeth that bite me, hands that caress me showing me how much I have missed
I've fired people and situations that I have mental relief
sentimentally I moved back home, the same city
Tijuana is a strange town, is rare ... like me. I'm beginning to understand why so many people from so many places, after all, I am a person who has lived in many cities, in many houses, but here it's as if nobody cared what you did wrong before.
I moved back home

clean Now I'm doing things gained and dating basics ... with what I just fit in a suitcase.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Difference Optimax 150 175

What I had wrote the way to Tijuana

When I was starting at puberty, I had to go on tour with my mother and my aunt Leonor ... we went down the same road by which I am traveling at this time, the rocks have not changed and the fog seems to be constant.

I remember I cried and was upset by that fact, had gone to the doctor because I suddenly had difficulty seeing, which caused me powerlessness and a sense of relying on third parties. and that was my first trip after it all began.

Suddenly my aunt turned to the back seat where I was and I said "look at the lambs" try to flip, but only saw a white ground, my loss of clarity in the view I am scared that I returned to mourn, but I worry about my aunt and I decided to cheat

- I am very pretty, and move together

She who was the person who until then, but I knew in world, I detect a lie and even though I lied is a big deal at home, not reprimanded me.

Months later, the doctor told me that my lack of serious degenerative view that there was no solution so far to avoid it. That day, when I came home, there was a package on the table, I approached and opened it.

was a sheep stuffed with a small bell that was rather a bell, a few hours she called me and told me

- is that you did not see, so I decided give you one for you to remember that it is not necessary to see things so they can be felt

Ten years later she died, and I still remember every time you step on this road and see the same rocks.