Monday, January 31, 2011

Bmi For Females Aged 2-20



"But the ship where it ends?"
"Dunno, does not end, goes under ..."
Come on, if more busy dodging the platoons of mosquitoes or boulders of silence, no one knows.
But let's move on.
If there's one goal is not clear.
But stop no, we want to stop the will, it takes strength.
Then the road turns uphill.
"Is the city going up, not the ship going down."
Yeah, it's always just a matter of perception.
It is all there.
the end no matter what is right or healthy or proper or necessary.
is not important to the warmth of kisses, talk time the intensity of an embrace, the number of seibella, thoughts and feelings.
It is important to the feeling of not being able to fill everything.
What is not there.
And so they end up talking to complete strangers taste of semen, rather than telling an imperfectly known the taste of his avreidovuto. We
whores, both me and him, because it's easier to pretend to be superficial to admit that not to be enough to create fictitious and totally unnecessary pain.
precipitate, just for the sake of seeing if we are good enough to resolve them.
only to enjoy the healing.
dig and then fill them, I have a Keynesian approach feelings, myself.
Sometimes we pull your head out of the water, try to breathe and we seem to feel good.
Then we remember that we have the gills and out there we do not know alone.
We can not stand. So we condemn
for every word unspoken, every kiss for failure, for every moment I lived.
So we sentence you to no end, but to go under.
And, unfortunately, is not the love that goes, but we are the ones that go down.