Hi everyone! I hope you are well, well I do not have much to say, or rather I have so much to say that I prefer to unpack bullshit, just because I miss my blog.
Down ... but I love smoking tobacco
Marge has stopped smoking! yes yes I quit smoking! and my mother was great Besides, she simply asked me about my extra spending money if I stopped for good!
And I held ... a day and a half!
must say I have a sacred desire!
A day and a half without smoking, and I finally realized I am totally dependent on this thing has something to 4 dinars per package.
short, unsuccessful attempt, I do not even know why I took this decision because I just wanted to be doing housework in my life and I started with my body. Basically
ca 4 days now I have not set foot outside and I listen to this mosaic FM, which became a shit elsewhere, and I hate tv Khalik, this guy "pseudo FSAL" who lives in a villa el Menzah and studied at the Lycee of white fathers little shit ..., n 'not insult my intelligence, you're not a guy of the street, you're just a brat who wants to make money because you give your parents do not suffice to pay for a table in a special evening at Calypso
... Anyway, I skip the cock al'âne, besides, I remember one guy who came with a friend, we were girls and he watched what was happening and he burst out laughing saying it's crazy your ability to change the subject and has to jump al'âne cock, sir I say, it's a girl thing so stay out of ca.
You know what I unwrapped like crap when you're away? !
So I was thinking it was 4 days since I have not set foot outside, and I started to crack up, and in fact why not go out except to see you?
I watched lots of film, and I say, Quentin Tarantino, you're crazy and I love your madness! the madness of big .. I read two books
, and I say all the books should be recycled winning paper ass, but for which I am some would say: I think I am me, and this is my personal opinion, that is only my opinion.
This text looks more and more a page of "Bridget Jones' Diary" when I stop ..
But it makes a week that I have not seen you, and God only knows how long ..
And I miss you, but I stop using this word because it expresses nothing in how I miss you ..
I still hear you say: rest in me ... remember?
I am in you, because you and I are inseparable, inseparable, and even time could not separate us.
I see you everywhere, in every street In all lanes and all road crossings. my path has crossed your path and it was a fluke, and by pure chance I was born, since I met you, I feel more alive than life, I feel stronger than the strength and fatal than death. You
you and just you and I see only you and I do not feel that you, and I repeat your name in a low voice, and loud, and I want to scream, but I have votes.
My love for you is different from all the love stories, and I climb over the crowd and I feel on top of everything and I do not want you.
I lost my words, I lost my voice and I thirst for you.
My memory betrays me and I keep fighting it, I want all the times we had together, every hour and every minute should be entrenched in my memory forever.
From you I do not want to lose any bit, because you lose a crumb, it is as clear a chapter in my life.
My life, my little life that was so sad before you and who has become so beautiful.
Cracked blue, I've never been blue flower but I have become.
I want to remember everything, every moment, every sigh, every laugh and every silence. Circumstances
... These filthy circumstances tear thee to me, but no one can snatch you from me, you belong to me. "
I want you in my arms but circumstances .. And I defy
all circumstances and I defy all the taboos to keep you
Ps: post a daughter completely out of order, and I love it! and in fact: also love dior ..
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