Officers in the Company decide. Who love. To work. When die.
Cassia has always relied on its decisions. It is simply the price to pay for a perfect job, long life and the ideal. So when her best friend comes on the screen Matching, Cassia know with absolute certainty that he is the only ... until he sees the flash of other side for a moment before the screen turns black. now faces Cassia An Impossible Choice: between Xander and Ky, between the only life he knows and a path that nobody has dared to go-between perfection and passion.
Liily Review (Crystal)
officers handle your world your decisions. But that's ok they always choose the best for you, or so he thinks Cassia. Are in vogue lately dystopias. The Company is a bit like the Capitolo in The Hunger Games other famous dystopia. Cassia
does not have a wild streak she relies heavily on the Company. Can not decide but that's good because there is no mess everything is perfect. So Cassia ceremony will match and decide that your partner is your best friend Xander, but by giving a device with the data appears the face of another boy she knows: Ky.
intrigued and starts over that boy that officers considered an aberration why?
And as is to be in love with someone who is not your partner? So
Cassia goes from being an ordinary citizen to a girl you start to realize of things. That their society is not as perfect as it seems. Secrets, lies, betrayals.
She wants to decide. But when you discover the whole truth may be too late ... And that ending ... is one of those that leave you in shock thinking as you may well leave you without knowing anything else. The pace is rather slow and boring most of the book but in the last pages there's a frantic pace. But apart from that have many interesting things about the technology but have not convinced me enough.
I miss you more agility and Ky did not like. I find it very dull Xander preferred more. Cassia although okay I did not like much. I miss it develop more.
First of all I want to thank the editor by sending an Estelle Talavera presentation of this book, the same as I reach you as I read it literally;! thank you very much for trusting me and allowing me to assist in the dissemination of this work so wonderful and promising!
Synopsis:
tells in detail the horrific events in the southern United States in 1891. Edward Hirst, artist, anthropologist and adventurer, he receives an invitation to spend some time in the White Creek Manor farm, by his old friend Osbrook. The artist does not hesitate and accepted. Since his arrival, will witness the terrible murders that will be happening in the area and horribly maimed appearance presented by dead bodies. All the locals agree: Do not be due to human action. Strange fears and behaviors, as well as stifling and oppressive atmosphere, similar to the marshes surrounding the farm, wrapped everything about the unique family of Hawkins ... The terror lurks closer than anyone imagined.
Excerpt:
"All I remember is waking up in the hospital, where someone brought me after finding myself in the way of the bayou, dying and crippled. How did I get there? I do not know. Even at night I dream that Hirst, transmuted at last in this supernatural warrior, that Nganga able to kill the beast, carried me in his arms, putting safe from fire and pests, before disappearing into the swamp forever. "
ready, dear reader, for an unforgettable journey where you will meet some of the hidden secrets of a land full of legends and ancient myths. A. The master hand Victoria Vazquez with insolent skill will lead you into a new literary gem which confronts such classics as Bram Stoker, Lovecraft, or Mary Shelley.
About the Author:
Born in Santander in a family of artists and artisans, the vocation of writing Victoria woke up in the shelter of the classics that filled the shelves of your household.
After studying at the University Teaching Cantabria and carry out various courses and masters of design and 3D computer graphics, currently working in Madrid as a trainer, editor and media writer and maintains a blog where you can find articles on creativity, narrative techniques, stories and short stories and articles of a personal.
worth mentioning at first, White Creek Manor was conceived as a story to be published in daily Wordpress, as you read, the novel would be developed! every day! To investigate both the novel and the author has left me wanting more: the story is hardly a topic and is one of those books that deserve to be called "free" to reflect the author and display a well thought out plot and personajes.Solo I can say one thing: I ponderadamente this book! I have to read it!
taken Review * Suite101.net
Something of it all seeps into the pages 'White Creek Manor (The secret of Hawkins). " The protagonist is telling us the horrific killings that are happening, as we discover the changes that occur within them. His trip becomes an experience of discovery, in a flight for freedom, which is slowly turning into an encounter with a new life across the ocean. The author seamlessly blends the story with the intrigue in the air leaving some events that gradually are uncovered as they fall the pages of the novel. A. Victoria Vazquez, born in Santander in a family of artists and artisans, and opens Neverland's hand trying to emulate Editions horror classics he grew up. Names such as Bram Stoker , Lovecraft or Mary Shelley, which exert their influence on 'White Creek Manor (The secret of Hawkins). "
" I'll give you three tips that I do not hit. This is the first: Forget everything they told you: no vampires, wolves are just animals and wizards, fairies and elves are enclosed in large volumes of leaves worn.
want to show the other side of the world. A place where danger is part of perfect pearly porcelain faces, love is like a bloodthirsty savage beast lurking and start the heart while you're asleep and happiness ... happiness is a crime that is at a premium. "
I turned to the test, it was very likely that the Mayan empire did not help me rebuild my past. I went to set it back in place when something went through me like a cool breeze. I turned my head to see what it was and I was frozen in place. The hair on my neck stood on end and a strange shiver ran down my entire back. I held the air, unable to breathe, and suddenly, I felt a painful twinge in his chest. I put my hand out there, suddenly dizzy. My heart pounded with such force that took me back, pumped a single heartbeat, severe pain all over my body. A brutal spasm across my eyes with yours. He was a boy, but not one either, like a shadow, dark, sinister and fascinating.
Mel Review:
At first, I must admit, caused me me looking forward to this book. I had read dozens of rave reviews overflowing with praise, perhaps that is why I expected much more from this book. It started promising excited about a piece and style "one-two-three" that I like.
However, I acknowledge that Exodus was a little disappointed. I did nothing of grace read terms like "predator" and names like "Christian" and "Flavio" in a story with such beautiful names as "William" and "Lisanga" I just snapped to attention.
Although
the story has some similarities with Twilight (extension, some dialogue, the bad guy and chain food) I must clarify that Exodus is not Twilight. The romance is much lighter and the plot unfolds a bit slowly and suddenly, abruptly. On the other hand, writing is quite light but with that touch of "chic" that I love.
is not the best books I've read, but we will serve the author to be named, I say.
Title: If I decide to stay Author: Gayle Forman Pages: 192 Genre: Juvenile
Synopsis:
has to decide ...
... between his family and New York,
between your boyfriend and his love for classical music.
But then, an accident occurs.
Nothing will be as before, and only
fits a decision ... live or die.
Review Crystal:
. My has everything as it says in the book trailer: a family that loves and supports a boyfriend who adores and incredible musical talent.
But then one day in a car with his family, a truck crashed into them and PAM! life as I knew it was just Mia.
. And that's when it comes in a coma who has to decide whether to stay and live without his family and the pain of their loss and go with them ...
In this novel I had heard many recommendations and I must say I was moved, because at first I did not understand it because they want that decision or that, but it makes you think through your memories we spent all his life and was happy with it and find it difficult and not being with the people he loves.
. My I loved as a character and although it looked a little weak and some loose plot and atmosphere slowly and surely I understood I identified with her.
A great story about loss, love, music, family, but most of the decisions. Definitely recommend it.
Tell me what car you drive and tell you what an asshole you are.
What is needed in the signal that you see here?
a) 90Km/ha My car rolling to both creep.
b) That see the top car brand in order to boast of his driving while phoning.
c) The signal is as shown without any additional element.
What should I do to the image signal?
a) Tread depth clutch and accelerator so, then second and put his foot off the clutch. The red arrow indicates that cars with babies scored twice to wind them from my end of the road.
b) Anything smaller than my car and you deserve to die in the street bleeding profusely.
c) Be careful, watch, slow down and pass if no one else is getting in the way of choice.
Can overtake the motorcycle?
a) For this I must place myself at its height in the left lane and swerve back into the lane of the mob or against the nearest lamppost. Without blinking, so that not think I'm queer or something.
b) course, and you must stand before him without leaving a safe distance and hard braking, so that your head decorate my trophy room.
c) Yes, it is within the village.
You want to turn right to continaución What will?
a) Check the hood and see how many pedestrians trample find the cry of "Bastards, Die." The old scoring double.
b) I have to get in the lane closest to the far left to turn right and turn a quiet Sunday morning in a concert of honking and collisions approximation. The flashing should not be triggered by environmental friendliness.
c) I'll extreme caution and giving way, from the lane in which this operation is permitted.
When you reach the roundabout should take into account.
a) that my brand of car always takes precedence over all others to join so proceed at normal speed and at a collision trigger the horn furiously the cry of "Bastards, Die."
b) No signal at no time will I have my desire to remain within the roundabout like to abandon it for the next exit. Surprises make life of others is more exciting.
c) That vehicles circulating within it are given preference.
The lady in the crosswalk have arteriosclerosis multiple and a glass eye. What precautions should I take.
a) I calculate the acceleration and approach on the side of the hip that is split into more numerous small pieces and small. Always shouting: "Die, old hijaduputa!"
b) I have to hit and run that circle to abuse and no points on the card and drunk as a louse as I read the "Mein Kampf."
c) I go when no pedestrians crossing or intending to cross, later that evening the woman and without impatience.
Why circular rail is correct if no one in the right lane on a highway of 5 lanes in each direction?
a) by anyone, provided that exceeds the general speed of my vehicle about 290 km / h.
b) For the central as well so my ego shall not disturb other drivers.
c) would have to move to the right.
The maximum speed that I can travel on a road in town is ...
a) adaptive speed as the vehicle to collide for any occupant not survive and make me a part of negative incidents. The bodies are always irresponsible. Bastardos, Moriiiid!
b) About 7,000 I think that makes the little needle that white behind the wheel.
c) 50 km / h maximum.
A signaling failure is directed, what should I do if I want to join in the intersecting road for the next rider circulating
a) rolling, check for breathing, review it if it is not the case, and anally raped. Then, if you want to continue my husband.
b) Make him show that the dried-blood red is much more colorful than the tacky bearing, making it a practical demonstration ahead of 280 Km / h with the door open.
c) Yield , it has priority from a main road which I want to incorporate.
Results: Majority
a) : Congratulations, you drive a Mercedes. You have a tendency to overwhelm some antisocial people and whistle on anyone who gets angry is your race to death. The downside is that you usually never palmar you only. Do a favor to society and for the next Baranco despéñate you see. Equality
a) and b) : You are a cani, just drive like ass because you taught it your parents (driver and whore, respectively). Your greatest dream would be to drive a Mercedes or BMW, but the work of hustler do not give a lot with that jaw dislocated by the regular consumption of ecstasy. So driving a Seat color of your gallumbos, a black or a Renault tuneao a rich wannabe, like a Hyundai, or a Chevrolet, full of stuffed Warner, Port Aventura or fair in your neighborhood. They often have black-tinted windows because you think they dont fuck back there, and you spent the dough you would get from your parents in your fucking car. Moreover, according Clinton, you suck at the cottage for 10 € is not considered "fuck . "Kill yourself quietly in the bathroom, without blood, which is pretty disgusting collect only your body of rubble. Majority b) : You drive a BMW. Your lack of respect for life and your attitude you capullesca has become the successful person you are today, from your asshole until you splash water Wink's ass. Your car is a machine to generate fines and accidents to third parties Have you ever argued that the world would be much better without people like you gorge bus with children and cyclists on the embankment? Your breath stinks more than your ass, so try to die with your mouth closed when you choke.
Majority c) : You think you're normal response you think is right? Your role is the saddest because someday, somewhere, will be the victim of one of the above-described asshole. Sincerely.
When birthday towelette gave him a duck so funny these not know how it would end the night.
This is a story rescued from oblivion by all outstanding drafts are for it, your peoples.
start up all the street as she tried to discover who could be the box in his hand, long and thick. - "A dildo " - said between her and a coworker. Although they were not very far from reality, not waiting for the money he could give as they opened the package. Since I was wrapped to look like a PSP , the gift of Christmas and just as crazy walking towelette at the time.
His face lit up when he saw that under the wrapping box was a brand new PSP. He could not wait to open it to see if they had not PSP. - " A vibrating duck? Well, sure this game more than the PSP "- That's for sure, seeing the amount of shit coming out for that console.
Throughout the night, with the glasses emptied and the people that we were going slowly, we left the coworker towelette and my own.
After a while talking and filling empty bottles we just scrolling area. And after a while as we were leaving to go, she said
- " Oh, and you could have given him a couple of ducks a towelette so that I could use one " - she said, and I replied: - " That I take it personally. Now you come to my house " -.
And you guess what happened after a while? I could not fail, it was another crazy more on the list. A pity, because these things tend to make a relationship and it started well.
Guay, what with the crisis back offers cool. I received a voucher for a free pizza.
I will ask: After a while, I'm still waiting. Suddenly I call:
- "Lord, I call the pizza &@#%$. It was confirming your direcsión "
(I have a deja vu with the telecom operators )
-" I design the driver that there direcsión "
-" Surely all is an illusion what is your dealer philosophical? "
-" Please confirm the direcsión "
-" Pum Street, number pom pam C floor, staircase pim "
- "The driver design that no steps pim"
- "It is normal, the door opener is only the floor, simply call the floor pam C"
- "The driver design that there is no floor Pam"
- "At least there will be door opener, right?"
- "Excuse me?"
- "Ah, yes one thing with buttons on the door ... look, if not, you look under one minute and pick up the pizza"
- "That can not be The dealer must submit it in its domisilio "
- "Then the door seeking pom pum street and call on the intercom floor"
- "But neither can leave the door has to be delivered to you"
- "Yes, look, there are plenty of buttons next to the door pom pum street, saying 'floor pam-C' if you play it, I open"
- "I designer who has played before and that there was no "
-" teases me? Do you know what a door-opener? "
- "I repeat the direcsión? "
-" Pum Street, number pom pam C floor, staircase pim "
-" Ok, now mismito goes "
-"¿?"
The purpose of this is to be released, right? Well, I know that if I want pizza I'll call Telepizza of life that I have to be examined to validate the primary.
Alexander von Humboldt found a dead bird in historical garden and pleasure blade of zinc in the beak and a shaft of silver Into the rectum. An electric shock caused the bird to flap wings and STI Attempt to walk. Also I tried the experiment on Himself with Unpleasant Consequences.
Translation:
This gentleman, highly respected in his day, found a dead bird in your garden and put a knife at the peak of zinc and a silver rod in the ass. By applying an electric current moved the bird saw the wings and legs as if trying to walk. At the very funny happened only performed the operation himself ... with erotic results.
And no, I did not get superpowers, perhaps super-piles, but do not know if that you can wear cape, tights and run around at night. Or the same thing themselves.
theory applied to the Madness 97: Today, the Social Educator
People do not believe me when I say that 97% of women are wacky. Still retain some faith in spite of not knowing virtually any of that other 3%. To convince the skeptics I will release a new X-Files of my relationship with women.
time ago, a birthday, I met a very nice girl who, once we started talking, he started flirting with me. The time was flying and she was drinking like SpongeBob and we kept laughing. At one point we depart from the others and when I thought, I thought that we were going to eat the mouth, I released two boefetadas, one per cheek, as would the even sadder Sabina, and puts the icing on the surreal situation saying: " If you were a real man beat me."
What the fuck? habreis thought nothing at this point. And Lynch good sufferer, now I will make the presentations. This girl, toxin had studied psychology, gave me a tremendous beating to Guitar Hero on Hard, at dawn the following day morning. And working bastards visiting the most abusive family environment, called macho bad or guilty about gender violence as social educator.
something fits Now? Right? The thing is that her children were , those innocent Tonys Soprano, looking for crooks, who simply touched serving sentences for murder or aggravated assault from poor family circumstances in which they lived, they are like wounded sparrow, just want to mourn. Or Potar . The truth is that someone as empathetic should not be talking about issues like whether it was justified or deserved it, if you put your hand completely. I think that even sexually excited only if the beat, yes, chills, as I put hooks in intimate moments.
How to get here from google (III) Telephone Harassment
With this section I can say almost annually a curiosity. By searching for "boobs flagellar " in google and hit the button I will have lucky ... What comes out? Soon find more key-search page perverted adorable thanks to our visitors.
Another magical quest. When searching the phrase film Fight Club " a dildo and dildoing not " also comes VLOS body first and only result.
video fuck fat old man teaching his son . The best thing is that once peoples body out just after an entry titled: "The true story of Dragon Ball Z"
ways to fuck with grandmothers aged 70 . The grandmothers now have their own kamasutra redux.
can spend a dildo on airport baggage control . If you want to make new friends is the best way.
clandestine fights tournaments death. That is, search the internet and buy a pair of tickets. Every weekend there.
store where you buy the rubber chickens to put them in the ass. The only reason I can think of for this is to look out in sections like this in any web page.
where you live jean claude van damme photos of your house ... and comes to this blog. Sure the illusion This man was always in the face to tell Van Damme: "Hey, I know where you live."
girl fucking striped stockings. If it has been saying for a long time, people want to return the 80 as it is.
games poop in the pan. From Argentina it seems that sought and found something less amusing.
full videos dog comiensa is a fag. New entertainment for people who can not waste time learning to write.
fucking dogs movies their masters. Just found this blog from Valencia.
pull out because Till Lindemann language. We respond from Mexico to a question that never did right? Proving once again that his reputation for writing evil is unjustified. If it were a question, the answer to be given is: "Because if you teach cock people would not notice ."
Today: 30 Seconds to Mars - Stranger in a Strange Land
recently receive many calls from Violeta Zapata, Diego Lopes, in a neutral Castilian. At any time and weekends. To get rid of them just follow these simple instructions:
10:20 pm:
- "Hello, good afternoon.'m Violeta Sapata, shaman to ofrese him a great advantage in their landline grasias a ( a company that continuous Voda begins and ends fucking fone ) ... "
- "Yes, Violet Zapata told me? ( important to keep the name ), what the direction of the company from the phone?"
- "I just wanted to inform you of the many ofrese ventahas that the new plan ..."
- "Ya, but I wanted to streamline this a little quick to put the complaint in question, as it is illegal to call me without my permission. And where you got my phone number in the phone book, right? "
-" You see, actually in our database ... "
-" Well, without my permission can not call because it is considered harassment since 31 December 2009 by the Law on Unfair Competition and Consumer Protection 29/2009, dated 30 December , although comes from a public phone, you know? "
-" So you want us to remove your phone from our database is not it? "
-" That is, good night. "
-" Good afternoon , having a good day. "
In less than a minute you'll be free one of the 100 call center putean you throughout the day and night. Burofax seen it's asking you to be left alone does not work. The complaint is nice to set a precedent if, after putting it in your nearest court, the comunicáis the free newspapers that give you more rage.
1. "Taking List (now called the" blog ") is a site where playlists are published to accompany the daily lives of its visitors (from now" listening students).
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A week ago I declared myself tired, tired of searching for dates. I drive one day, and we ended up confirming a new date for the July 3 with Brandon Home The Polar who met with the second axiom that governed my life: do it yourself. The first is: "You Should not Be kissing boys. Boys kiss you." But that is another matter. Know a band is always good, I know because I feel like I am / we care. Angel, guitarist and compostior, kindly invited me to participate with a lot of blog "Taking List." tried with only 10 tracks share / show a panorama of American indie-folk and I like new and not so new exponents. Can pass through the blog and visit my list and review above, there are valuable things. They can also come to see us on Saturday 3 July at Brandon House.
I'd like to ask you today who fulfill years if you repent of not having noticed that assembly of circa 2002 in El Cid. I'd like to ask if these years do not regret not having spoken in Potlatch, although wedding was in full use of my powers more loving, another man who years ago then let circa 2005. I would like to know because I wrote when I was still up photos indymedia why was it not signed or was why I was not a good photographer then? I like to know how you had no soul to write when you post from the summit in Mar del Plata, we had a mess of tear gas. To you I would have liked to see perhaps the last place relevant to what might be called left and I think you would have liked to travel with me on the bus of Veronica, who came from the TAC on Independence Avenue, the avenue that the runway is almost directly many of our taxis. I'm sure I'd spoken because I had a old jeans and a shirt of Bowie and the same haircut, just not long Do less of a problem, no?. I really would have liked to travel with you in that school micro impossible to sit upright all the way to Manu in the Veron who fell asleep on me. I know nothing about him, not anything from anybody, but I know that when the bus left us at 6 am in an uncertain road where we had to find a contact with children who are in charge of accommodation he stayed with me until we the holy house was on the hill and around sunrise. There was a horse parked on the corner, which would have liked to Daniela's just not known at this time when I still believed that each reader was a reporter, not an idiot making me twitterers streaming television. Anyway, we got to the house, which was huge, inhabited by many people that you know well. Soncho had jilted me, but Nico was just a giant who was always good. I know at some point we hit Cronopio to sleep in a pads and looked so thin that Yoga mats, after I gave me a shower, do not resign bourgeois fad or revolutionary terms. Uruguay came more mates, two of Bolivia. Buy food, good breakfast, lunch, a snack, I know I have no idea. What we do know is that you were not at that time and I was about to start a perverse relationship with a minor. But that does not matter, does not enter the major leagues. You and I know who fall into the major leagues. The point is that you were not in the best manu chao concert that he regretted ever and, I am very sorry. That day we went in the car with someone who I will not name but which I left and I left because my life was not Marxist enough. Fuck him. A fourth-commie. Well you were not there when we were not back when the asthma began with the gases, were not. You were not when out of nowhere appeared Soncho walking as if the repression were the most normal thing in the world, and it certainly was not the first time we were together in that. We saw barricades quebracho was ridiculous and a shat stones at local Havanna. To you I would have liked to see that, but apparently were not because you felt like it to be me. I do not know because I tell you this, but it's true, it happened. As passed other things, other times we were together. Is not it strange, almost surreal is not all that we built from 19 and 20?. Once Fogwill at Malba to a chubby was doubtful that I know not representative of the literature did shit our quest. And that backing, the backing reverend thank god I do not remember his name, he ate boogers. I remember we discussed it with George, as you can let an old fart more holy cow it is shoot down every brand of your body branded with the lights of all that was thought to be alive. That shot of political practice that made you the person that you are today, trying to hide because you're smarter than me, preserve you know. In my heat I play the betrayals, discuss everything, because I can not believe this idiocy that we have to see together. You know the meaning of the word historic leap baby, because you decided to jump into that. Then there are other things in you, you would not let that cynicism or bad step on what you built with your body. You will say these idiots morons, these young old burned corpses as predicted Cobain. That they know from political life if they have stopped the fellow's never with their bodies in a crackdown. Now suddenly one partner is agreement on a timeline, the company compliant in a blog, friendship on Facebook. You know better than me who do not. Hi, I would have liked to say more than once. But I did not. Because I was in the silly thing with other guys and then our humble heroic ended. Sign my blog a few times, but nothing. I focused on having a couple of years, I went to live alone and one day I woke up and militancy was not in my vocabulary. Nor love, did not feel like a moron fuck me life. At that time much watering plants, buying many albums, going to the supermarket once a month and had little furniture. Just watched TV, wrote a lot in the morning, summer nights out to ride a bike. Never saw it, was little marches, well to the 26 in the of 24 and gradually stopped going to 20. To those of Cro-Magnon never was. We were in several places at the same time, the staff where you preferred to Daft Punk MIA over something I can not believe it until today. But you were on the silly thing and did not see me in the end your excuse is the thousands of people and chaos. Incredible, how much cruelty. Time passed and my pain too. Gradually consider the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing out with other guys and some left but I always returned home alone. He had very clear what to do, and played guitar, and keyboard Toab, went to my classes happy, I could stay a Friday entirely dedicated to that. But I started dating again. My blog was dead, because I had parted in the middle. Well we want, which do not write more, do not write more, a blog does not change you life, you fucks, but do not change it. But one day a friend who I will not name, but surely going to read this, I said, it's time to start writing again. And I opened this blog a bit before it was decreed that blogging is dead, long live blogging. 140 characters but I do nothing, I think a pittance, sometimes I think that is a big joke to me perverse. But I started this blog that served to confirm that the path I wanted to go was to the music. One night with my friend Ana, whom I miss dearly and hope that Venezuela will return to me quickly, we went to see Transvestite National. It was a great night it was a good concert Transvestite. We were sitting against the wall, with friends, taking the side of the national beer, expensive wine country, those pleasures of people who say no to drop the face, and went to cement. Which is true and I can tell you there either you come talk to me. Then I ask what happened but I saw you and thought this guy, I know, but where. For a moment I confused you with someone else. Were standing near the staircase and looked at your friends who were in the upstairs. Smiling. I kept thinking, this guy, who I know where. But do not talk about how? "To tell you something? Hello where I know you? Hello I think we know?
We ended up eating a few blocks away and I was thinking that this guy I know and I know not where. I came home and wrote about the concert, the anything jump a moron to criticize because I had not bank a few kids screaming about the end of Transvestite. Who is this kid, I thought, but above all things who is believed to tell myself I have to say or leave an opinion. So I added the msn with the firm intention to place you accordingly. Wait patiently and eventually will connect. But that's the least because of anything done by accepting a date with a guy that I wanted to set, a guy who was determined to understand that I may say so. It was Saturday, I went to a party with Ana I do not remember well, I did something while ago I thought the movies with a guy who is not. I wore a Ramones T-shirt and me I went to the Abasto. I had some expectations, I took it as an appointment, the strangest thing is that it was, was quoted as nobody had warned me that it was an appointment therefore was not dressed for it. Anyway I just went to mistreat a while this confused. At the door I hope you Musimundo. Crossing and thought to the boy's recital, which will here. Nothing, did nothing, only I was expecting. Frozen forever in 2002, as if he knew deep in my neurosis I always believed that couples who really work are those that are hot on the 30. Which by law must inhabit one and 30. That to work, to last, to resist, to not suffer, we must 20 and expect to live. Must bear a little fellow. Partners must learn to wait, do not despair. They are there. One must know how to see. We must learn to wait. We must thwart. Because one day you might spend all night writing because your boyfriend turns 34 years and the first thing I want to give is a minimum record of all the time you leave without the certainty that he was the same as you. Waiting. Then we see whether or not forever. We're going to have time. No matter if sometimes I go, I always come back. No matter if sometimes I get confused, in you I always clarified. No matter if it sometimes seems to want something else, it's true sometimes I want, I need something else. But when you blink I one eye and tell me everything else I feel like nothing can hurt me. Nothing. Because you're there, you're for real. And I want to try that no one will write birthday cards that do not bear my signature. No matter if I'm sometimes not, sometimes it does not matter if I run away, no matter if I misbehave sometimes not care about that. No matter if you everything is finished. It does not matter because with you I learned the difference between being alive and being dead. No matter if my heart needs, needed and will require multiple donors. We're old, the desire for more that strongly contended, is mobile. No matter. What you do you care?. All that matters is the wonder that our policy love love and politics. Happy birthday and please, I never deprive the party ticket that is your life.
Why 'Finding My Destination (' Easy Rider ') ? Written and directed by Dennis Hopper, but a man who says that this movie is good or had toamdo LSD to see or not seen, something easy, because it is difficult to digest. Just the scene of the bikes on the road while playing the Born to Be Wild, Steppenwolf, written in fire the heads of thousands of smart-ass thanks to advertising. It may be the movie icon to a generation in which freedom and rebellion only be achieved through the use of drugs hidden in the tank of a motorcycle while you jump to a hitchhiker. For many awards you have won do not see why the friend should be remembered for this chestnut. If someone feels that movie found to have lived through this era, or other reasons, has a big problem.
No, no doubt for what is there to remind her last roles in films and series B dross, giving a personal touch, mainly as a villain as 'Speed' , or that glorious scene with Christopher Walken in 'True Romance' ('True Romance') and again in 'Blue Velvet' , along with other greats. But my favorite role he did in a series in the last 4 chapters of the first season 24. Looking for Jack Bauer to the face without saying a word, with such rage by killing his family that he even saw the cheeks trembling on his face. Victor Drazen is the name of one of the best villains that has been interpreted.
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