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so strange When you think of tomorrow ...

happy, perhaps? Yes, I think so.

The Emo Week was still no worthy conclusion, it was so much happening. The desire to remain alone, a new person was born. It took a while for behind funny Emosache was a lot of serious thought, not here, but actually be-wanted to be handled. At some point, was good fun and nonsense, as had just been crying and drinking too much, slept and not unhealthy diet, and ultimately felt bad advice be sought in talks. The new man is older and realizes that he is not yet as bad as it was talking to him. Although he believes not all, hope it carries within itself and which is now very important, not alone.

Blod2.0 now attempting, therefore, very naive, lucky to be approached in itself. Free from doubt, fear and mistrust. It is hard, but if I completely am still and listen, I know that it will make me easy.

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The past few days I could not go as planned surrender of sadness because I was hard to do. You meet up with friends, drinking wine and eating cheese complete blocks, chatting, playing "Who am I?" and having fun. I also have my skills as a babysitter in Rappel Fidgety Karotti Lotti, expanded memory and Squidward Tentacles imitations, fly and chestnut stuffed animals breathed into life. Now, it is good with joy, because nowadays it is, as already announced, to the hairdresser. The emoeske sentiment is expected to continue but is not long, because:

15:00 Coffee and cake for Blod
20:00 23:00
drugs for all liquor, music, and people

Until tomorrow, friends!

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love 'the night

I fell in love with immortal tender age of 12 in it. At 14, I made contact, we got to know, love, and led an incredible romance, to which was coming up so far nothing. He is largely responsible for that I am the man now, I am. It is because he was the person who made that I loved the first time.

The first right partner can feel a so many novel sense, the collapse with all its beauty and power on the one hand that you might think that something in the way never to experience again. Will probably not. The first happy love is forever enshrined in their uniqueness, so much in you that you measure everything coming to it.

My own first and only true love disappeared when I was 18. He went away and I still do not know where he is. The pain of that will probably never disappear completely, and sits still in me every day. However, it differs week to week, a sweet feeling of sadness - that makes it bearable. Only the desire for a love that is similar in size is broken, my heart and is hard to put into words.

I have learned much from the first true love. That he just went, I feel no grudge. It will be right for him. Rather, I am grateful that I have laid such a fantastic person with the best possible foundation for my emotional life partnership.