Saturday, April 14, 2007

Brazilian Wax Desighns



I changed the station, until my fingers started to sweat, I could not be contained in the poise of course that would come from that situation. was final what he said as he removed his clothes, perhaps his confusion the concealed with the air force to get rid of the pole, was calm while I was afraid to check my hallucination was not so, and of course, my hair was a soothing shade my face hidden. Barely looked up, pretending to search for a station commensurate with the crime scene.

I can not accept, can not you love me. You never believe me not?. But if you're dead, that is, others do not see you but I do. And who told you not see me, know me, know that I exist, but their concerns, their world blind. I woke up singing, the letter said it all, and it was fashionable. That song is awesome. You always say that all that talk about heartbreak. I stopped, I could not pronounce other words, the blood on my shoes and was taking its toll on my feet, viscosity, and the smell originated me nausea the first week. I'm going. No. Of course, that horror, look at my shoes, how to go to my quinceaƱero.No're fifteen. I know, not mine, is my sister. That. Yes, that, that caressed while dancing. Rabies dried my tongue, my eyes wet. The color was rising to my feet to my face, his blood painted around the room, his poster of Charly, a caricature of anime, and plastic soldier, the only vestige of his innocence mingled with the tumult of leaves. Should burn those letters, but I can not afford the time, I have to be at the meeting of my sister. Do not go. I have to go, you're the best gift she ever gave me anything.

took the sheets, cleaned drops of blood, the door opened on the strength of this simplistic looking young and big guard. I saw a larger group of people. And suddenly I discovered that was not the birthday of my sister, and had spent 3 days and you just dared to come to the rescue of the dead would not let me out.