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Although now, I'm not a lot of parties (hehe, maybe that is why I so many pastries, muffins ... no bread), no I can only share this discovery.

I, a stale girl (what girl is cheering) provinces, in whose city the shops of this type are at least sordid, it seems that if you go ... we just kidnapped and making porn movies the rest of your life. Or when you get 20 old green look angry, not counting the three or four that are running.

Only if you dare: a) you are 20 years b) You bachelorette.

So on a recent visit to Madrid, loitering with friends ... the window caught our attention and. Enter.

Well, not only all the products highly recommended (I've tried several) but the owner or at least the employee who served us was lovely. We use and abuse explained and showed us all the news. Indescribable

vision of one of my friends, trying (Hand, Malpensa) a machine that vibrates as well, beating, for photo.

You know, the temptation now, but do not live up to Madrid. Pongo
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Extreme Mexican Candy

Of Crashing

De downturn.


remember my adolescence as a time of permanent crisis. Everything was a drama out a grain you (and thank goodness I did not have many) help! to embadurnarte toothpaste. The reason is not, but was known by all that that made them disappear (it was not true.
Finally Friday, I leave the uniform and my God! I have nothing to wear. (The closet was full of models), tears, despair and a charitable grandmother ... and so on to infinity . fights with my mother, my sister, my father (who quite rightly refused point-blank to go out with me and my outfits).
The guy you like, or case. I want to die, the world ends, llorera, desesperaración ... But again .. one day step hormone regulated and the crisis had ended.

Well then now I feel like a new adolescence, I guess is called "midlife crisis" that you happens when one day you look in the mirror and think "where have been my last twenty years." With the difference that has already proven lloreras not solve anything. Now the adult are you and you alone have to meet all your crisis. When I was little I wanted to be older, thought they never had fear or doubt, and admired my mother, for example, because you do not mind going to practically punctures, not supposed to hurt. Come to think, I have not put back a shot since childhood and my children nor the place. Why put so much earlier? Did not we syrups or pills? Or my mother as my uncle was almost prefer that we play? I do not know .. I'll ask.

Well, if this "crisis" add a real crisis about my relationship with a close relative, the situation is complicated and I have most of the days feel like doing anything. Salvo, pastry cooking (which I do not eat because I do not like sweet): cakes, muffins, pastries, cakes, etc. My family starts complaining and consider that it's okay that I'm baiting, but ... is something that relaxes me, to think in grams, cooking times ... keeps me from thinking about other things.

I hope this crisis, such as adolescence are transient. Greetings to all and thank you very much at all / as of you who are worried about my silence.

duplicate entries in Hello, I have no more moral. Many kisses

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Grégoire is the first singer in France whose own Internet producers have created a music label to support it. The spread of internet has been such that its success in France is montruoso. It's worth taking the time to hear and feel this song:




happened here and the letter and find some translator buenoo .. Insurance liked

Toi plus moi, plus eux, plus tous ceux qui veulent him,
Plus lui plus elle et tous ceux qui sont seuls Allez
, venez et entrez dans la danse
Allez, venez, laissez faire recklessness

Two, one thousand I know you are capable
Anything is possible, everything is possible
can escape much higher than our dreams
can go far beyond the strike

Oh you plus me, plus them, plus all those who want more
him and her and all those who are alone
Come on and join the dance
Come on, it's our lucky day

With the desire, strength and courage
cold, fear are only mirages
Forget the misery for once
Come on, repeat with me.

Oh you plus me, plus them, plus all those want,
Plus him and her and all those who are alone
Come on and join the dance
Come on, let it be reckless

I know it's true my song is a bit naive
silly, but harmless
and even if it does not change the world
she invites you to join the discussion

Oh you plus me, plus them, plus all those who want more
him and her and all those
who are alone Come on and join the dance
Come on, it's our lucky day

Hope, enthusiasm are all that you need
my arms, my heart, my shoulders
and my back I want to see stars in your eyes I want to see us
rebellious and happy

Oh you plus me, plus them, plus all those who want more
him and her and all those who are alone
Come on and join the dance
Come on, let it be reckless

Oh you plus me, plus them, plus all those who want more
him and her and all those who are alone
Go Come and join the dance
Come on, it's our lucky day

Oh you plus me, plus them, plus all those who want more
him and her and all those who are alone
Come along and join the dance
Allez, venez et entrez dans la danse

Grégoire - Toi + Moi

Hit In Head Bleeding From Ear

TOI + MOI SOUL WITH ALL READY FOR WOUND

With deep sadness and anger in the heart of the latest developments. In the midst of so much information the only thing that can save us is the forgiveness and all for one reason: children.

no further images of Luis Santiago and his mother, he is already resting in peace and his mother begins a journey of serenity away from the influence of the media. Is to blame and punishment which must now be focusing all eyes.

In this struggle can not be stopped for a second and just for them. as Jose Luis Perales says beautifully: "to sing for them that will not sing Because they have voice off ....".




PEACE IN THE TOMB OF LUIS SANTIAGO AND ALL CHILDREN WHO HAVE BEEN FORGOTTEN VICTIMS WHO IS ONLY ONE OF THEY CAN ENTER THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN