Does My Scorpio Male Like Me

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28-April-2010

Mr. Hyde
PD-The rate of the video I speak of my grace fell the next day. In contrast to the other only mentioned in passing was secured a position in my psyche, and now I'm stupid and foolishly "love." See my day. My God, I think I went to high school.

1-May-2010

PD2-end was cut, but was not very relevant. Greetings and comment please. Questions for me or Renton?

When The Yukon Will Be Change

Like a fish

Another mini-entry. Why am I writing this? Because I am prone to commit all sorts of indiscretions and bad decisions (with much hype and drama). I want to clarify that I am not dramatic on purpose and I am aware that it is unfortunate that I have a defect. Acted in the heat of the moment and I often do things that I regret over and over again.

Why is entitled "Like a Fish"? Because the die mouth. Whether oral or written, what I say is generally unfortunate. I am a person indiscreet, foolish and reckless. They just do not shut up and might not be so disastrous if it did not involve anyone but me, but not usually the case. I can not save my comments, I can not keep secrets, not even mine. Sola ruined me many opportunities I get in trouble free.

me sick so, first by the amount of unnecessary trouble and I get second, I hate to be apologizing all the time. Yes, I regret the things I do, but I feel pathetic apology always. Always ashamed.

I would be more cautious, more sensible, more discreet, more mature. There are days that I will not hold even myself. This is one of my sad hours.

Woman Strangled With Handsfilm

The 16 was 19, Milk's birthday, my best friend. He had a big party with Jack Daniel's, friends, music, and some things I should not put illegal. It was sooo good, it hurts that he was too unconscious to remember everything. On 17 my favorite band, Los Gatos, played at the Foro Alicia and luckily I could go with one of my best friends, Ximena Bitch aka Luz, who had come to Regina and finished one week before Elvira, Fluff and I drink first in a back room and then at home for a photographer we met that night.

Anyway, the night of the gig we too early, people glancing hostile formed as usual, while Ximena and I we took the obligatory pictures. We were in the third cigarette when my beloved cats out of the room. I run towards them shouting: Any ! , who answered me with an enthusiastic: Nicotine! At this point, the reader, please take a minute to imagine the faces of awe, envy and hatred of wannabe whores row to see that. Muajaja. Los Gatos (two thirds of them, the Rockies lost on the way) we say they have no clubhouse, and it's not cool to be paradote there, so we invited a few beers in a hotel for the night is the official clubhouse. They drink, watch television, talk and begins to reach more people. At half past eleven Bitch and I decided to go to Alicia to see what band is playing. Los Gatos let us go alone with the promise that we will not leave until they touch. Just hear the final notes of the Greedy, after (not sure of the order) saw Los Pardos (I almost come when they played "Road to Hell") and Los Locos Rebels. Both were magnificent. Some guys took us out to dance and invited us beer, friendly bar subject we kept our stuff to have freedom of movement. I saw familiar faces, some people recognized me, me, including a girl who still remembers that one year before I got to dance in the bar. "Shame? Nah.

Cats take the stage, I make my way to the front with Ximena stuck to my heels and beer in hand we become mad. Misfit, cover of Radiohead's Creep, was echoed by all, some in English. Any girls starts to climb on stage, Bitch and I among them. The last time I was the only one, but hey, I better not spoiled. Yes, I devoted Any "Amorcito", just as promised. We got, we heard "Hit the Road Jack" in English, we took photos (Pacobilly. ufff ..) and leave early elegantly site, apologizing to the Cats through the big brother Jack, who incidentally is a great dancer.

I can not wait for our next outing, bitch, and as well said, when you're with me, who knows where you finish.

Amorcito by Los Gatos