"If you do not love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else?"
ophy
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Star Wars Derby Car Plans
Demons Do not Go Breakin 'My Heart
"If you do not love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else?"
ophy
"If you do not love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else?"
ophy
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
How Long Could U Have Lymphnomia Without Knowing
I have the red nail polish ... A snail that produces wool
How will ... two months or so?
This blog still continues to move forward by inertia ... its two or four daily visits to it, thanks to St. Gugole that brings people here who look like as: "pancakes as they say in Trentino (fortaie. .. but you save the whole disquisition on the word ..) or" kitchen sunburn cartoon (sssssì.. I read it just occurred to me is Roger Rabbit .. when at last the poor Christopher Lloyd dissolves in the brine ..) or "spotted unicorn" (where? When? And why no one warned me?!?) Or "pig obama" (which if typed on St. Gugole images from my own as the second result Pig together with Baracco!).
What can I tell?
it rains ... and I'm putting moss!
What I am planning to go see if beyond the Pillars of Hercules, the world ends ... and surely it will be all up in smoke ...!
What I'm trying to study ... that I have an exam in a week and I still make almost 500 pages ... that hope is the last to die!
that a month ago I took a drink with an American friend of Barak Obama ... that this seems so who knows ... and instead it is who knows! What I
red enamel, but to make me ponder the French manicure!
What I am made a picture where I look like a lady of 1200.
What I'm thinking of producing a guide of Trento Pig ... similar to the Michelin Guide, but more Pig!
What I propose for next year's World's Largest Pig .. instead of the Goose largest in the world.
I lost every drop existing art in my blood.
around my head for those who have doubts about everything.
What I want the sun because I bought a nice top with flower shoulders.
that no one cares for my top. What
with that top I'm also a bit 'wrong.
that the heels are not for me. Who here is
scent of tomatoes.
What I feel sleepy and heavy eyelids.
I finished!
Ophelia
This blog still continues to move forward by inertia ... its two or four daily visits to it, thanks to St. Gugole that brings people here who look like as: "pancakes as they say in Trentino (fortaie. .. but you save the whole disquisition on the word ..) or" kitchen sunburn cartoon (sssssì.. I read it just occurred to me is Roger Rabbit .. when at last the poor Christopher Lloyd dissolves in the brine ..) or "spotted unicorn" (where? When? And why no one warned me?!?) Or "pig obama" (which if typed on St. Gugole images from my own as the second result Pig together with Baracco!).
What can I tell?
it rains ... and I'm putting moss!
What I am planning to go see if beyond the Pillars of Hercules, the world ends ... and surely it will be all up in smoke ...!
What I'm trying to study ... that I have an exam in a week and I still make almost 500 pages ... that hope is the last to die!
that a month ago I took a drink with an American friend of Barak Obama ... that this seems so who knows ... and instead it is who knows! What I
red enamel, but to make me ponder the French manicure!
What I am made a picture where I look like a lady of 1200.
What I'm thinking of producing a guide of Trento Pig ... similar to the Michelin Guide, but more Pig!
What I propose for next year's World's Largest Pig .. instead of the Goose largest in the world.
I lost every drop existing art in my blood.
around my head for those who have doubts about everything.
What I want the sun because I bought a nice top with flower shoulders.
that no one cares for my top. What
with that top I'm also a bit 'wrong.
that the heels are not for me. Who here is
scent of tomatoes.
What I feel sleepy and heavy eyelids.
I finished!
Ophelia
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