Gallbladder Diagnosis More Condition_symptoms

Today I wish you were here with me. I would not look at my bed, so empty without you ... I want to hold your hand, look into your eyes, tell you how much I miss you ...
Today I want to forgive me, forgive my being that a landslide! I realized that I would not do it for evil are just a tremendous "complicone ...."
Today I wish I could kiss again ... I kissed your little nose, hands, mouth ... I smell the neck, back, and then farther down, deeper and deeper ...
Today I wish you loved me still. I wish I could say it will be forever and curse, I would not be so sad!
Today I would like to make love to you. Another time! And yet, again, again ... Always!
Let me share with you the beginning of the new year ... I would like to get married, it is only you who would like their children!
I lost today I would not. I would like to hold you. I would do it forever ...
Today I can not seem to do it without you. Today I see all black. Today I love you. Only now, unfortunately, I understand that I never stopped loving you ...
I know it's stupid, but I am only thinking of your voice. I would like my telephone rang, I wish I were you. But the curse does not sound ... Just silence around me. No one hears me scream. Yet neither do you ... I love you: how can you not hear my voice? How could you have forgotten my skin? How can you not want to stay longer with me?
Do you remember my love? Do you remember what I liked to touch you? My love, today, I can not!
I write, I cry, gate and rewrite. And more, more, more ...

Today I wish I could wish you a Merry Christmas. Today I would like, but I can not ...
But! What do I care? I'll tell you anyway: Greetings my love. May your Christmas be nice as much as you are. Even if you're not with me physically. We'll be in the hearts and minds. And this, believe me, will be forever ...

Perhaps this is the last post of 2008. I would like to take kick ass this past year. Fuck if I want! Still
Greetings my love. To you and to all those I love. Merry Christmas, who has been there and who will be there. Merry Christmas to those who really loved me ... Merry Christmas to my family. Merry Christmas to Aunt Francesca, because its going to win this battle ... if the fucking win!
Merry Christmas to my father, even if there never was.
And Merry Christmas to my friends: the true value of my life!
Merry Christmas to those who suffer and who is happy. Merry Christmas in other words!

And as for me: sti cocks! Sooner or later the wheel will turn ...

Gallbladder Diagnosis More Condition_symptoms

Today I wish you were here with me. I would not look at my bed, so empty without you ... I want to hold your hand, look into your eyes, tell you how much I miss you ...
Today I want to forgive me, forgive my being that a landslide! I realized that I would not do it for evil are just a tremendous "complicone ...."
Today I wish I could kiss again ... I kissed your little nose, hands, mouth ... I smell the neck, back, and then farther down, deeper and deeper ...
Today I wish you loved me still. I wish I could say it will be forever and curse, I would not be so sad!
Today I would like to make love to you. Another time! And yet, again, again ... Always!
Let me share with you the beginning of the new year ... I would like to get married, it is only you who would like their children!
I lost today I would not. I would like to hold you. I would do it forever ...
Today I can not seem to do it without you. Today I see all black. Today I love you. Only now, unfortunately, I understand that I never stopped loving you ...
I know it's stupid, but I am only thinking of your voice. I would like my telephone rang, I wish I were you. But the curse does not sound ... Just silence around me. No one hears me scream. Yet neither do you ... I love you: how can you not hear my voice? How could you have forgotten my skin? How can you not want to stay longer with me?
Do you remember my love? Do you remember what I liked to touch you? My love, today, I can not!
I write, I cry, gate and rewrite. And more, more, more ...

Today I wish I could wish you a Merry Christmas. Today I would like, but I can not ...
But! What do I care? I'll tell you anyway: Greetings my love. May your Christmas be nice as much as you are. Even if you're not with me physically. We'll be in the hearts and minds. And this, believe me, will be forever ...

Perhaps this is the last post of 2008. I would like to take kick ass this past year. Fuck if I want! Still
Greetings my love. To you and to all those I love. Merry Christmas, who has been there and who will be there. Merry Christmas to those who really loved me ... Merry Christmas to my family. Merry Christmas to Aunt Francesca, because its going to win this battle ... if the fucking win!
Merry Christmas to my father, even if there never was.
And Merry Christmas to my friends: the true value of my life!
Merry Christmas to those who suffer and who is happy. Merry Christmas in other words!

And as for me: sti cocks! Sooner or later the wheel will turn ...

Odchody Wiewiórek W Domu

How can a dream?

Brenda ... Last night I dreamed we were in the dream, the same as always. In the dream, we were in love again ...
For months now I do not know anything about her. Nobody told me anything more about him ... I have not seen her except once. Escape.
In the dream we kissed. I remember that I never wanted to stop: it was beautiful ... She asked me why! He did not understand why I had left ... and I hugged. The increasingly strong ... I met by chance, I do not remember where, but I remember that I could not take his eyes off me! I liked what I like so much ... Why? Why I still think of her? Why can not I, even now, out of my head?

Maybe tonight I feel a little 'just do not know ... But I know someone who would like to celebrate with my new job ... The boss decided to pay me to do the thing I like to do: write! And at the moment, this seems to me the best thing that could have happened. At least today. Then, in the future we'll see ...

Certainly, at this moment, I close my eyes and "restart" the dream. I would resent as when I woke up. I swear, we never stop to kiss! I guess we will not stop now ... even

passion, his mouth, his skin ... Everything seemed real. Everything was real!

I feel like pierced by a knife. As if a knife piercing my own soul ... from side to side. Damn me, damn it! Why can not I be happy? Why did I let slip from the hand that life gives me good?

Manco was sand! Manco
were an idiot ... And now I find myself still thinking about my yesterday! The next day I was different, but I realize that is a myth. I do not know how to live simply, I have a little bit, you know, the tendency to complicate things ...

course it's true! Life can sometimes be just weird. How can a dream "pull" out of these things? In the end it's just a dream. Eventually, perhaps, I should not give too much weight ...

Odchody Wiewiórek W Domu

How can a dream?

Brenda ... Last night I dreamed we were in the dream, the same as always. In the dream, we were in love again ...
For months now I do not know anything about her. Nobody told me anything more about him ... I have not seen her except once. Escape.
In the dream we kissed. I remember that I never wanted to stop: it was beautiful ... She asked me why! He did not understand why I had left ... and I hugged. The increasingly strong ... I met by chance, I do not remember where, but I remember that I could not take his eyes off me! I liked what I like so much ... Why? Why I still think of her? Why can not I, even now, out of my head?

Maybe tonight I feel a little 'just do not know ... But I know someone who would like to celebrate with my new job ... The boss decided to pay me to do the thing I like to do: write! And at the moment, this seems to me the best thing that could have happened. At least today. Then, in the future we'll see ...

Certainly, at this moment, I close my eyes and "restart" the dream. I would resent as when I woke up. I swear, we never stop to kiss! I guess we will not stop now ... even

passion, his mouth, his skin ... Everything seemed real. Everything was real!

I feel like pierced by a knife. As if a knife piercing my own soul ... from side to side. Damn me, damn it! Why can not I be happy? Why did I let slip from the hand that life gives me good?

Manco was sand! Manco
were an idiot ... And now I find myself still thinking about my yesterday! The next day I was different, but I realize that is a myth. I do not know how to live simply, I have a little bit, you know, the tendency to complicate things ...

course it's true! Life can sometimes be just weird. How can a dream "pull" out of these things? In the end it's just a dream. Eventually, perhaps, I should not give too much weight ...