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tree that reminds me of him. A day in the gali gave to climb a wall without ropes or anything, and when he realized he was too high to get off safely. So I had to go for a rope, and as we assemble a pulley on the base of a tree. It's a bullshit story, but that day I laughed like a fool with it hanging there as he could, and I still laughed.

O the day we went to Caldas to climb and found a dead sheep by the wolves and the clown did it.

saddest week of my life began a November 28, 2007. And always the saddest days of all my years.


We miss you.


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1) These days I have been collecting some videos I've loved slasheros.
Videos: Malves, Pique / Puyi, Kriqué




Malves:
Well, this is one of my favorite videos without doubt the best video mauve have done in history.






Pique / Puyol
by kriquetistas Sorry, but this video esque no desperdicioooooooooo
PS: There are four cojonudas Sports cojonudooooooos

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www.cuatro.com/deportes/videos/roja-ha-pasado-dia-viena-ciudad-gloria/20091118ctoultpro_31/ GENIAAAAAAL

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desktop search, you just sleep, just until you hear a cellphone ringing. You wake up excited thinking it's yours. But is that Cesc. We see that up with the phone and talk is going to another room. Curious as yourself, you ask who is vocalizing across the device. The very cocoon happens to you and go talk to the kitchen has closed the door. think it will be a family, so you do not give more laps.
Cesc minutes pass and not return.
Curiosity kills you.
You approach the door sticking your ear.

-A and see where we talked for a while alone, that you have not see you!
"Cesc has been alone with someone you're not you!?!
decide to shut up and keep listening to what the gunner said. "That if heavy, that I miss you.
Oh mother. Cesc Fabregas misses only to David Villa.
Who do the fuck is he talking about?
you start eating too much and choose Coconut away your ear. But just before it opens the door Cesc smiling. - Hi, honey! "Let go the idiot-What are you doing here?" Asks even with a wide smile. Cesc "No, the question is: Who the hell have you been talking? Who the hell echas less? "he almost shouted questions with an angry face than if you could see frighten you. "There, my celosín! I was not talking to anyone ... "Come, críotocapelotas, do not get the interesting, we know.
- David pussy! Do not talk to anyone.
- ...
"I picked up the landline phone and I called myself ..." he says with a face of satisfaction. Runs off the couch i was stealing sheet strip-Chincha mando. rabbi I have a pineapple ... "do not have time to finish his great song because you already have pounced on it you , pulling the sofaCHIM



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First to thank todaas haverme i congratulated those gifts so cute that I have done that have made me a pile of ilu! For that, thank you! ^ ^

And now what was coming.
Well, seeing the video for "perfect season" of Barcelona, I've been caught with one of the songs, all that I have sought, and what they do not know who is the group that plays "? ¿? Shock Therapy
¬ ¬ But I get why it is so and so .... queeeee Xaniesta * Dies of love *
I leave the letter and video.
The song is Catalan, so if you do not know, I leave the translation to the Castilian also ^ ^ so that you can enjoy tant like me!

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Red part: Andrew
Green Party: Party
Xavi Xavi-orange: Arreglito mine: p

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For this reason, this noon, I was bored and it gave me to listen to music on youtube. Well, finally I found this wonderful.
The song is called pat on your back and the group is Desperation.
Not that I like this group, but the song is soooo Malves *.*
Of this group I have heard almost nothing but the odd song is catchy, like this!

: D: D: D

song perfectly sung / narrated by Dani Alves: D

Messi / Alves
Well here you have the video and lyrics of the song: Carl


differences in your back-Despistaos
CHTdo that was better.
your bare chest as a pillow on her face. You've gone
and I've made it pretty shot. this morning ... the heat was killing me.

shame I missed
left at the bottom of the cup at the last bar.
Stare, rusty voice,
awake in your bed and I get to sing ... Dame

time that you are missing
and promised to invest in your back rubs. Dame
time that you are missing
and promised to invest in your back rubs.
x2
shame I missed
left at the bottom of the cup at the last bar.
Stare, rusty voice,
ofspierto in your bed and I get to sing ... Dame

time that you are missing
and promised to invest in your back rubs. Dame
time that you are missing
and promised to invest in your back rubs.
x2











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with her purse full of sheets and shirts with pictures of the boys, laughing our

luheral seeking his book of poetry or Adamawa wedding dress and asking for their right and left Jhony. also like to congratulate crisharold because, seeing the feedback of this year and in my opinion, is the moral winner of AGUARDS'09. The first time I spoke to her I said something that I will share cogo to my ego. is the second time you give me this award and I will say the same thing last year: It is primarily a philosophy of life. This year, add in that my attitude toward life have a lot to see my children.

I guess this is the closest thing to win the Oscar for best picture for the second year and I promise you it feels so incredible that I can not describe it, I would not know where to start. ¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ THANKS !!!!!!!



Kisses, many and very strong.



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nce is always a tough match.
are so tired that Mister has preferred to spend the night at the hotel in Valencia, and that in the early morning return to Barcelona.


* In the room of Alves and Messi



The first to enter the room is Dani. This falls into bed weight, because of fatigue. Leo

glance. Sighs and laughs.

"Hey, you that's so funny?

"But I just remember the bad wafer that has had the last minutes of the game," he says smiling, as he nears Dani-there, making entries who crossed youan answer. The largest and has thrown his partner in bed and put him in charge.

* In-room Xavi

Andrésy

arrive in the room. They are too tired to speak, so that stretch in the same bed. Do not say anything. Just look they communicate with everything.

Xavi is proud of his child because he is the kid who played at 100% only 5 months ago.

So look at you with a smile from ear to ear.

Andrew is thinking about how much that changed his life going in La Masia, at the personal and obviously professional.

's eyes sparkle as she remembers the sleepless nights that went beside his Xavi.

The child closes his eyes because he feels that if not, a tear escaped him, and Harvey does not want to see.

In doing so, feels warm lips touch his forehead.

This will take no more, and just a tear sliding down his cheek.

"Hey, what do you have?

The pale boy saves a few seconds of silence and said smiling:

"That you're too perfect.

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seems that the ministry of education, rather than move with the times, do as the crabs, and walking backwards, puts more and more difficult to complete a scholarship.

Before, when we were down, we took our time, but with calm and patience finished filling in all sections.

Now that we have an obligation to make on-line - and there are no scholarships in paper-we break the horns for 3 minutes each page hangs, or freezes, or says you've passed the timeout, or when you try to find your town, you get an error, or when you give to change the page also gives you error, or when you sneeze fails,

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you says the letter. NO just keep your eye on the photos, the most important thing is what it says. A reminded me a lot of fics.
PD2: what's in red is mine ... Do not make so much attention
PD3: Each one tells a part.

BACK-El Canto Del Loco * Villa * you want to have and look at that face- ->

and enjoy your smile as yesterday .----------------------->

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Guardiola rest since I left a couple of hours off to do what you want within the hotel before leaving for the field where jugareis.
you stretch in one bed, Leo does the same stretching your back by your side and closing his eyes.
I looked at him every inch of her bare skin and you join to kiss her nose. When she did not kiss her lips react but not doing your part.
"Leo, do you pass the lake?
He opens his eyes.
"No, I was just thinking ... - And what were you thinking? - Arrimándote use whatever you ask him. -Because a shit in seleccióAupeo or father.
You get to bring your mouth and kiss him. He removes his shirt and kiss you skin that has been uncovered.
most romantic thing you can do, but do not pass, because you know that you can not finish the job and soon you separáis.
"Well," you say yawning and putting the clock of the mobile-are we going to get some sleep? not hear any response and then you look at him. Has fallen asleep. FIN














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Malves (Dani Alves and Messi)
Rating: anything, I cut it at the right time ... : '(
Disclaimer: are not mine, and do not charge for writing this Chust
all started because of the tune on your mobile. You just train and you find all cambiándoos duchándoos and clothes. Suddenly your phone starts ringing with the typical music you you love. Everyone started to laugh, but you pass them and you pick it up also with a smile on his lips after seeing the face of Gerard. Soon hang up, and Pique begins with his jokes. -Ei, whichpast ringtone! And I will spend it, eh! "I said from the other side of the bench. - happens, "he replied very danceable. - What if? Bailalo Come, you know that I love to watch you dance, "says a voice provocativo." Here is Leo. Leo Miras, which is collecting her things, and seems to not be much for conversation. behind you catch him but he turns away quickly. You you stand. Would you have done something to annoy you? You stay silent. We currently do not hear the lot of people talking about. He notes that you have gone bad. CHTM LXC-dancing is not ... - has become a bit red, but when you catch it behind you have been to make dance, because you think it's joke, is back away and just put more red than was and just leaving the locker room. People keep to his all around you, but you and I look with Gerard poker face thinking that he must spend Leo. At night, when you are about to sleep in bed next to your wife, you get to remember him.
days pass, and you are still mulling over the issue and thinking that you should have done this so unfriendly to you. Caslsa to leave him, put him in a bad way his stuff in the gym bag, give it, take your own, and with the other hand take the Leo and bring to the car park where your car End siemmpre After this story they can dance in the middle of the match after scoring a goal, as seen here! Because Dani Leo has made you remove the shame XDDD

Comment and throw tomatoes if you believe combeniente

CHT

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Yes! Iker
A: Yes, yes ... the cleaning ... taking a calentorro Puyol and I say I will not strip the cleaning!
3 -
A Xavi: I think the rooms are not individual, and if so you spend your day (or night) in Andreu. So lie! Iker
A: This at least does not deny the obvious
4 - Xavi A: Because it puts a smile before the end of the question? (Mysteries of Life)
course, only have eyes for andrew ...
A Iker: TOO? "TOOOOOOOODOS? * Drool *
5 - Xavi
A: Ah, but Andrew does not ya?
A Iker: "" "Puyol"


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TITLE: Bet
PAIRING: Kriqué (Bojan / Piqué)
RATING: For all audiences
DISCLAIMER: This has not gone and not earn money by writing entertain similar crap ... I would rather
Warning: Fic pretty bad!

is a Saturday afternoon. In the morning you come to train and now you have the afternoon free. So you spend watching a movie and cuddling. Although I must say that you are more about each other than the film. More thanye have nothing to hear some noise and you not the least interested in the typical movie cast on Saturday afternoon to "have kidnapped my son."

-Enrecordet

that demà ens fan photography template / Remember that tomorrow we do the photo template / - you say.

-Perquè

me'n enrrecordar I? Per-posing handsome than me months soc? Això digali to in Puyi, which is fa sure the permanent. / Why do I have to agree? Why put more handsome than I am? Tell that to Puyis not a silly laughter has to leave now. Forgive me. I swear to you now that this night it compensates

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-le Dice with a sonrisilla evil. -Ok ... if so ... -

/ Good ... well if

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Dice ya stay calm for the house you liado

-

vui but not even imagine myself as the guys go enfotran me when I and to provide training Jodeeeeer ... ... .. today we have more to the picture ...

/ but not love or like to laugh imaginarme

MLXC You come to the workouts and have started the laughter loose. Until one dared Alves says: - Piqué Hello! What happened to your nose? Rudolf look!

is silent, not knowing what to say. That's not just like him, always knows how to give cheap shots, but not this time. "Oh, majete, this will the guardo." he says with a look challenging.

Just then Puyol comes with a brand new smile. -Ja! "He laughs and says" Gerard veus cariñu, t'ho vaig dir. I guanyat euros Vint says sonrendo. -Ostia Puyi, look like a poodle! - Says Alves hartándos

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I'm attacked by a story that gave medoidia yesterday. In the four channel noricias sad that THE NEW BODYGUARD THE NEW GOD OF FOOTBALL (LEO MESSI) has been complicit in several murders!

But we've gone mad!
Here I leave the news: http://www.marca.com/2009/09/01/futbol/equipos/barcelona/1251830149.html (mark)
; http://www.rpp.com.pe/2009-09-01-polemica-en-argentina-por-guardaespaldas-de-lionel-messi-noticia_205661.html
; ; http://www.sport.es/default.asp?idpublicacio_PK=44& amp; idioma = CAS & idnoticia_PK = 641484 & idseccio_PK = 803 (sport)
http://www.elmundodeportivo.es/gen/20090902/53776682008/noticia/un-gusano-contra-el-secuestro-express.html (the sports world)
For my part I think it's any kind of exaggeration because not issued in all media and in many important aseg daily Marca.

I have spent more than 24 hit by the news, so I need answers to my questions:
If you want to answer my questions your answers will be welcome.

"We're crazy"? "It's a sueñoy
I have not woken up"? Maybe it
-money problem "? Vendita

By God! We're talking about a man who needs to watch the best player in the world!! Fic Malves

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After

played a game of 120 minutes, having the Super Cup, and have celebrated as if it were the Champions

people will become even more eager to celebrate. Therefore, in the bus, the 12.30 am, back to the hotel, a papelillo rula in which you can read the letter of Gerard Piqué: CHTMPSP.

Alongside him, the others are eating filth and doing the cinnamon, that if, with all the discretion that can have 15 people gathered in one room, spacious, yes, with two double beds in the sleeping Peter and Marc Muniesa.

Bojan is sitting on a bed with Gerard i Henry on the sides, and while doing a FIFA game, Gery and Titi you are getting hand. It is obvious that these two do not know what the one youSuper just win ...

"I know, but please, stop.

Gerard Salis out and have not heard that Thierry has gone to the bathroom alone with you.

* Messi *

You keep playing, but you can not stop thinking about how Pique has gone in your defense when, in the middle of the game you've fought with an opponent. MLXC

- all to hide, "Pique said quietly but forcefully.

people hiding under beds, sink and cabinets mast.

Peter opens the door and finds Pep. He was heard saying:

-Nothing, Muniesa insists on walking barefoot and with no light and little has been left on the bedpost. CHio! It was time.

all start to laugh at least these two, which turn red at once.

The night ends with everyone sleeping sprawled on the beds and spread over the floor. Such as Xavi and Andres abrazaditos sleeping. Or Gerard and Bojan, Victor and Leo and Daniel Pinto or

FIN PD: In the part of Leo washbasin with Gery and I have to say

Thursday, August 27, 2009

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Common gone it could harm.


Turn your face to the bedside table to watch the clock, but you see your phone, you pick it up and see that your wife has called 3 times ...
you feel creeping, the most evil person in the world at this time. You decide to call you and tell you everything that has happened for only 2 hours, but then you see him, Leo is awake and as I've looked has returned to close his eyes. It has not taken or 4 seconds in a smile escape him, that makes it mark the dimples, and some wrinkles around your mouth. You also & aafternoon ... then I was married and had 2 wonderful children. The only thing clear is that I have now I do not regret my children or my relationship with you. Leo is watching you poker faced, notes that do not know what to say or do. the end says: "Better Vasha me to my bed, I will not bring more problems. Moreover, we could see. -Leo ... was going to bed without saying anything more. CHT XC You just hastily arranged and low for breakfast. You sit next to Leo, but does not say anything. You either do it, decide to save yourself until acabéis breakfast.
As you hear as you take coffee in the table behind Gerard and Bojan Xavi ANDRESY you comment to what they heard last night. You hear the odd giggle loose, but choose to ignore if you see that Leo has also been noticed and not even raise his head from his bowl of cereal.
People have been marchandEly TES can mislead you. You get to your destination and head to the baths of the plant. You open the door and you find three other doors leading to three distinct basins, each half-closed.
You open the first you see and you find nothing Masy nothing less than a shirtless Gerard's mouth by eating Bojan, seated on the pike. -Merda, the Power Company, "Pique said . / Shit, the bolt! / You close the door, and you realize that all & iacute, not doing anything.

your habitacióny You are going to see Dani pulled her back in bed with his hands in his face, as he hears you take them out and see who is crying. You eyes fill with tears and hugs him saying how much I feel.

Then I said:

-Leo, what the hell you feel for me?, I need to know, because I am running like an idiot telling all my feelings and while your going for me.

-Excuse ... I regret not being able to say how much I love you, I fell in love with you, but let's not ruin our lives ... I have also my girlfriend, Antonella. This goes against the rules, is forbidden ... Now you you have to get on with your life and mine sho with separately by different routes.

Dani gets up and hugs you. And you stay a few minutes and whispers in his ear

"I love breaking the rules.

And immediately you are on your bed with him over, Based

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

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struggle. I first got the publisher who had published, called, anything, out of print forever and ever, I walked through bookstores, libraries traveled and traveled expressly for that book, I sent people to libraries to look, and even put me sophia edge when forget going to ask their multiple trips if they had in the libraries by passing.

was my Unicorn, my hobby, look for that book had become a chimera, bordered to booksellers, ragpickers, people from the sector on this book ...

The Bookseller Follas Novas - one of the most mythical Compostela libraries when I went to ask for "Down and Out in Paris and London," he said: - O ne or book Teno, but white é sen fucking be here, in Paris and inmoitisimo ndres be worse!

a couple of months ago I was in Barna, sofia NGOs working in, so had the morning free to make my camp stove recaditos, visiting one another publishing cookbooks, to see what was ...

And what I found was the same answer as always, this book is out, but .... In Montagud Editorial gave me the phone number of a bookseller who was dedicated to Aragon cookbooks print.

I kept the paper with the phone at the lapel of one of the books they bought - that day I spent in cookbooks € 110 - and stayed there.

That book was read, and even used the blade with the phone as a bookmark, but I never dared

Monday, August 24, 2009

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Dani Leo Teach him what he will do when they are alone * rubs hands *

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Wednesday, August 19, 2009

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I will explikaros as has been and lived as Gamper from my point of view (you can also see the point of view of the LJ Pepu "Pepucha_team) * wink wink *
Well, I must say that ; a virgin in this by going to a party, but I deflowered but well, eh!

We have started from the very beginning angry, yes. Very useless because of servicaixa had given us some tickets to ke pasava them something, and we could not enter. Total
, ke komo see us as idiots to my father, the Pepu and me running around to find a door suuuper ke away and then having to go back to "attention to Barça" for us ke entries Kambia and swallow

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

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nderstanding why I have to be 16 hours to cook, what happens? What I want to get rich a guy who rate personal food and spend the life eating leftovers and waste pure?, Because that was not my intention to see you. Yesterday I was with a person with whom I started getting into this in the kitchen, a person with whom I met years ago, and since we were about cooking geeks, yesterday we were to go on a tapas, I advocated a life quiet, an 8-hour gigs where when you might have a normal life, he advocated being 4 years of "Stager" without getting a hard fucking work 19 hours a day.
In what profession is required to be 3 years from one place to another, sleeping on sacks of flour, under infrahuweigh a hump in your vital organs is almost as hard as being on stage at a Michelin star. Mythical

extreme hatred of mine phrase: E. Gora. all the time.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

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Well ... I Pepu and this * points wing person on their side * is Clau. (Sip. .. and invaded her LJ ... spreading ... xD estoi me!)

Pos ... qe emos NAAA written a fic between the two, xD! And it was pa see what you think .. . xDD!

Kary_28 It is dedicated to, a good friend LJotera (qe seems that is sooo xalada like us) and who was the birthday on Tuesday: UAPA CONGRATULATIONS! : D
* BEGIN TO SING THE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU IN A BAD ADDRESS

ENGLISH * Well ... No maas dilacioon ... THE FIC: xD!

lu You do not likeNo door slightly to see what you are doing.

He is so engrossed with the series that did not even realize you're there, so you decide to scare him. It's back to the door, resting her head on his hand, just go with boxers and it's too hot.

Ely You go quietly taking advantage of the appearance of a ghost on TV, you decide to scare him with a shriek and a little push.

-AAAAHHHHHHH

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hard-cry-AAAHHHAAA

!!!!!!!- loose a piercing scream.

-Hahahaha, jajaaj-you laugh to see that your plan has fusay, while stroking her hair again.

- Et

mind? (Do you mind?) - Says little eyes staring at you with those puppy abandoned.

-

No. M'encanta. Passa però vull know what. (No. I love it. But I want to know what happens. ")-Joins to get to your height, and rests her head on your shoulder. You pass the arm affectionately over his shoulders and kiss her cheek.

-

 

espantat

ESTIC ... ... is that molts sorolls sat ... (I'm ... scared ... is that you hear many noises ...)

do not give credit to or is ; s hearing. As Cesc say, you're freaking out in bunting. It is not possible. Are you kidding. This nonsense has not been set scare both your baby. Despite all this, you prefer to be sensitive and be the fool to take it as a joke and take risks to be afraid of truth and your disbelief is the subject of another fight.

-

& amPer my encantat onzado .-, uh ... But that demana m'ho Tindra your ... (For my happy, eh ... But I'll have to ask you ... - On hearing this, quickly joined Bojan face disappointment, ending with all the magic of the moment.

-

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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

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A month ago my father died, he wanted to have written here many things, but not come out.

As part of my life, I'll write it here, so I can not forget.

My father was quite upset stomach, and very painful after thousands of tests, discovered by chance that he had a tumor in one lobe of the lung, so we removed it, the operation was cool and would be out in 4 days the hospital, went to ground.

know if it's not genetic or that, but we share the genotype family of my first name we like messing quite brown, so my father, true to this genotype family went to the bathroom to smoke. Gave respiratory failure, and straight to the ICU.
Dias
drowning in the end you had a tracheotomy to help him breathe, and there began to lose loads of muscle mass ... not that my father was hulk - that it was not, but began to lose weight exaggerated ...

My father did not improve and the doctors do not know what to do to recover. Finally I closed the tracheotomy, and as in the ICU did not improve he was sent to plant. He spent spent eating and fabric of rehabilitation, the snake biting its tail, if you eat forces have not and do not want to exercise, if you do not exercise you're not hungry and do not want to eat.

The last day I went to see my father was Thursday, I saw desorientadisimo did not know where he was or anything, I was very sad, because I knew it morle bad news to my brother. Miguel, you should come, Pa is dead.

$ 500 plane ticket, and my brother was coming. Next problem, my father's family.


My father was never religious, it is more, the priests were sweating, Masses, crosses, and all that crap. So my brothers, and especially I, I refused to them to do a religious ceremony at the funeral of my father, and adorn everything with crosses and gentlemen wrists nailed to two pieces of wood.

"That will be very cold" if "a tradition" dicks fuck tradition, you have to go away with that crap.

the end to not further discuss his mouth shut, and I agreed that if my father was not religious

Thursday, June 18, 2009

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If There is one person or more on your friends list Who Makes Your World A Better Place Because They just exist and Who You Would Not Have met (in real life or not) Without the internet, Same sentence Then post this in your journal .

If one or more persons on your list of friends you have made your world a better place and that only because there would not have met (in person or not) without the Internet, copying the same sentence in your journal.

Kisses my love.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Make Your Own Wresler Hey!

Ostia John, you had a journal!


I almost forgot!, Long time no talk about my life, I am now on the faculty of Pontevedra restoration - restoration of furniture, not haute cuisine, they will bite when asked if they like the kitchen as peak I when I ask if I like old things, making a mold for a food project I have in mind.

At the same time I am looking for apartment in Santiago, since this practice veranito I remain there, I will not say the name of the site, just say it is the only de Compostela in owning a michelin star .... And that was the thing.


I think it will be a hard summer, hours are 16 hours a day ... followed. But as sieMPRE say "Who wants something, something hard" or not?


was looking for a small apartment in the old part of composting, which left me more or less near the market, which is nice and not ask for much more, that compos summers are not very hard (as opposed to what happens with the winters, which are the cabbage)

And I have much more to tell for now.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Drag Me To Hell Transcript WAITING FOR THE LOVE. FINAL CHAPTER AND EPILOGUE

ndome for his criticism.
Therefore I dedicate this entire fic to my FRIEND


alucinada2 . * Baby you're "real" and who does not know you have no idea how much is lost *. addition, this chapter is a small gift for
Tokita,
pell_de_poma , tigridia84 and for your birthday. As always my gift arrive fashionably late but ... What I can say? I know that a chapterof a long fic can make you feel obliged to read it. Nothing is further from my intention. If any of you not following this story and not feel like starting to read it, do not do it. Know that I congratulate you with the same affection.
I have some history in mind (some even I have something written) and possibly put me to it but before starting a new fic I have a commitment to


marikamp (the woman with more patience the world) and I comply. * You Shagged my girl *. And now I leave the final chapter and epilogue. Hope you like it.




16 .- waiting. If anyone
quand I knew almost everything about Justin Taylor that was Daphne Chanders. As she liked to say had known before I could remember. Had grown almost together and went from childhood playmates to best friends and confidants without even realizing it. Daphne

kept in his mind a lot of times when his friend had "saved your ass." Like that time that Justin helped him with that math test when she had spent nearly a month in which he could not concentrate on something else that was not "the new kid class."

Justin showed up at his home Friday afternoon and spent the weekend explaining all the mysteries of trigonometry. SheAmente to give emphasis to his words.
"I like to think so.

As much as the girl ache, it was certain he had seen many similar situations in the life of Justin, especially in her last year and a half. Daphne knew Justin's concern for his mother was an asset that Craig Taylor played consistently to undermine the determination of his son but he also knew, it was Justin who had to take the decision to break with his routine to his fierce subjected father.

- Have you ever known anyone who was in an abusive relationship? - Daphne attacked staring him in the eyes-The victim forgives again and again to his executioner, but everything around you tell you not to do so, much
-Oh! The fire-breathing dragon to hide .- sentenced the girl once again surprised by your intuition Emmett
.- "I answered him with a suggestion of doubt in his voice
- Wait! Brian You do not think you blame for what happened? - He just shrugged when Brian arrives at the table "Hey Daphne
.- said the newcomer making a subtle nod to her before sitting down next to Emmett .
"Hi Brian.
-Emmylou .- greeted Brian and gently tap with your elbow to the ribs of his friend.
-Brian.

Daphne did not go unnoticed by the little nudge and the affectionate name that was used to greet Brian Emmett, and her face of relief, it also hadBrian had the feeling that would have recognized anywhere. His resemblance to Molly was amazing. Deveraux

Alice went with firm steps toward the table where Brian was waiting. It was the first time he saw the man who had stolen the heart of his nephew but he knew that he was no doubt from the moment it reached his eyes. He was incredibly attractive, not unlike the description that Justin had given him, but there was something else.

When Alice was coming, Brian stood up for it, and she realized that in addition to beauty, Brian Kinney had a special something that attracted all eyes with a simple movement. It reminded him that Justin had said "When I pHave you told him ...?
"No, do not worry, do not even know Jennifer.
"Well where do I start?
- What if you tell me everything that happened since I returned to Toronto?


Brian told him about Justin's flight home from their parents. Alice listened intently all the time making a gesture of grief when Brian referred to the ring that Craig had pulled Justin.

I was also the events of the days, Justin's confession about his accident, the mood of the boy, his nightmares, the visit of Craig Taylor and Justin's reaction.

not concealed their suspicions that Craig Taylor was lying on the health of Jennifer and the way they usedhis niece and her boyfriend almost without daring to breathe until the three protagonists of the scene began to speak. Molly tried to answer the questioning of her aunt while she herself formulated a thousand questions. Carl

Horbart, followed by his teammate, came and went directly to Brian
-Rikert has been recognized and his partner on patrol as the two guys who did the beating Hal. The girl says Stockwell waited in the car and also there was another man holding it to her.
"Tell me something new .- Brian said without much emotion in his voice.

Rikert Brian knew he was into it up to his neck, had suspected at the time that Molly and her boyfriend had been reported as trTMLXC "They just confirm that in less than two hours Taylor will give a press conference at the hospital.
"Well, we know what he's done, we know where you are ... is time for the police to act .- Brian said arching an eyebrow at the two policemen.
"It's not that simple .- said Carl surprising everyone present.

course not so simple. Nothing surrounding Justin seemed to be in that category.

Horbart explained they needed a warrant to stop the prosecution. The facts had occurred nearly a year before and therefore was the word of Molly and her boyfriend against them. It was very stop the Police Chief Jim Stockwell as a candidate for mayor of Pittsburgh, as qBrian sitting in front of Craig and drawing Rikert which stood behind him. A small wave of his ex-cop boss left the room.
- What do you want?
-responses .- Brian replied calmly.
"And do you know that I will give them to you? You're nobody to demand answers.

Brian took a deep breath before playing his trump card
"I'm not beating around the bush Mr. Taylor, may refuse to talk to me but then I'll go out there and tell him all those journalists the dark secrets behind the candidate Mayor y. .. you do not want that right? - Craig cynically laughed before answering
-will be your word against mine.
"That's true but you and I know that the press nor need proof, just want news .- Brian paused, gauging his opponent "If I go out there and say some things ... interesting, do not bother to confirm. The public that is a rumor and scandal will be assured.
"You would not do that .- but Craig's voice did not hide his fear.
"Do not try to test me, I assure you that not a good idea. So you have two options Lord, talk to me or I'll talk to the press and you have to give them the answers. The choice is yours.

Craig looked into his eyes assessing the veracity of the threat of Brian who kept his eyes all the time even though it felt like the knot in his stomach was getting bigger with each passing second. According
-Kinney .- Craig finally said lowering the foot of the coffee table between them but without leaving aside entirely the arrogance in his attitude - What do you know?

Brian took his time. That was, to save time. He leaned back leaning on the back of huge armchair, crossed his long legs and slowly laced his fingers to rest in her lap.
"I wondered. How a man all the time extolling family values and defend said .- paused pretending to find the words before you continue talking to himself and impersonal monotone "I was wondering ... how can behave as ruthless with his own family.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. CBrian looked at his watch furtively, was less than five minutes for the time that was scheduled the press conference and no trace of Horbart ... I had to get Craig to keep Taylor away from the press room until police arrived and infuriating not going to achieve their goal so he decided to change the subject.
- Justin also talked with their lies about the health of his wife? - Brian felt the impact of your statement in your party-wielding Justin has handled an alleged illness of his mother. A disease that does not exist.
- How do you know Craig ...?- dumb to see the smile that immediately drew the face of Brian
"I do not know. At least he was not sure. Until now!
"Well, I thinkCarl jo Horbart along with two or three more police ... had achieved. He got up slowly and addressing
said Craig Taylor - You know something, Dr. Taylor? You are right, our little talk is over. I think there's anyone else who needs answers.



xxxxxxx xxxxxxx or


Linds went into the living room of his house and saw Brian sitting on the couch, lighting a cigarette.
"I said .- has stayed closer to sit next to her son's father
" No wonder, we spent the afternoon playing. You must be exhausted. I am. "Thanks Brian
.- said the girl stealing the cigarette to Brian to give a long drag
- Why? "For me
ACngura not caught you in time.
-Linds, I am your father and, believe it or not, I enjoy being with Gus.
"I know, but perhaps you had plans ... more appealing for a Saturday afternoon to attend a baby hyperactive .- Brian accepted the cigarette he was returning the girl muttering
"Actually I had no plan for today. Linds

stretched on the couch putting his feet in the lap of Brian

- Have you talked to him?
-Linds, however intelligent and precocious as Gus, who as I'm sure my son is ... if you have not noticed, yet can not speak, barely able to stammer ...
- God, Brian! Do not play with me. You know that I'm talking about Justin.
-Justincaresses his own, sparing the way Brian showed all his emotions ... no empty words, only significant gestures.

Justin opened his mouth to let the language of Brian and then Brian's arms as his body pressed against the heart beating against his chest Brian and Brian's hands played with her hair. All fears disappeared immediately and Justin thought that he had never felt better in his life.

ended lying in bed laughing like offspring, kissing and touching each other like two teenagers and whispering like a mantra "I've missed."
"Damn Justin, three months, three fucking months without knowing anything about you. I thought I would go insane! - But the smileshe looked in her face she said to Justin that he was not angry.
"Sorry, was part of therapy. I was dying to talk to you but first had to solve my problems.
- So you've solved?
-Mhhhh mhhh ... absolutely.
- Do you mean that I do not ...?
"I do not make cuts. At first it was a bit difficult but I passed.
"That's ...
-fucking fantastic, I know .- Justin said while Brian continued stroking her face, her chest, her arms, her hair ... As if he needed to confirm that Justin was there, lying beside him and my mother has been going to therapy and has come to be before. Do not know how to react in the trial of my father and his friends but is determined to attend andand Justin. "Happy birthday Brian
.- and began kissing her face ... her lips, chin, nose, eyes ... as he said between kisses "You can ask your three wishes.
"The truth is that I can only think of one .- Justin raised an eyebrow questioningly and Brian came over to whisper in his ear" I want to be inside you.
Justin nodded, smiling, saying in his eyes that he wanted the same thing.

Brian took his time. As much as I wanted to feel himself in Justin, I wanted to enjoy and extend the time. Stroked and kissed all over his body slowly rediscovering. Delayed his touch when the tips of his fingers reached Justin's thighs. Slowly licked his scars. For the first time there roomnny-boy.
"Mom says it's time to go to sleep .- Gus stood beside her with his arms crossed over his chest moving the tip of his right foot resulting in a rhythmic tic-tic-tic to hit the ground. Brian had to hide a laugh at the attitude of your child.
"Mom is right. It is time for young children go to bed .- Linds said, looking at who smiled gratefully.
"Dad, I'm not small, I have almost eight.
"Just the same, nearly eight children have to go to bed.
"But John and Peter ...
-Gus .- warning tone left no room for Brian to discuss. Gus

climbed on his lap saying
- Do you know papa? Aunt Claire told me I was the best prot ... pot ...
- Carrierara his ego.
"Well say it again .- Justin kissed his lips with his arms around Brian's neck-dance with her or your mother or whoever you want, you will be delighted with the other guests y. .. if you behave in an hour we escape together. "Fifteen minutes
.- Brian tried
" Half an hour Can you wait? - Brian shook his embrace both unconsciously swayed to the beat of the music that came from the party. Brian Justin's eyes sought to confess
"I waited almost thirty years, Sunshine ... I think I can do it for half an hour.



~ FIN ~

Kisses my love.

Friday, May 1, 2009

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Monday, April 27, 2009

Wedding Card Suggestions A PERSONAL FETISH FIC is now a

would paddle and . All of them have been nothing birthday but as the muse is king, my gift comes with a little late (I hope you forgive me for that). In another order of things (that sounds so formal right?) I inform you that I have written half of the last chapter of "WAITING FOR LOVE", so I just need the other half and the epilogue. I hope to post it next week (if my muse and my spirit is well behaved with me.) And now I leave the fic. It's a Post-513 which covers a long period of time and it is one of those rare porn I write sometimes. I hope quand you like it. FETISH STORY Nothing like a rainy Saturday afternoon to finish all in Woody's talking and joking around a bottle of tequila and beer. The conversation drifts from one topic to another and Justin think that for some reason always end up talking about sex. When Emmett suggests one of those stupid quizzes and answers all protest. Justin notes to friends and smiles because he knows that in less than two minutes will be discussing the rules of the game. "What part of your partner's body do you like best and why?" Says Emmett excited glancing at her new boyfriend. Justin believes Brian kisses one by one the five fingers of his right foot and Justin smiles when he sees repeat the same gesture in his left foot. "Do I have to assume that's what you like about my body?" "After your ass." Declares Brian immediately as lies by his side. "I should imagine, always so romantic." "It has nothing to do with romance. You like my cock and me your ass. A superb timing. "
" It's true, I like your dick but not what I like about you. "Justin has to stifle a laugh when you see Brian looking at him as if he had gone a second head. "What I like about your body are your hands." CHTM
LXC "My hands? Twenty inches of cock ... "There is, inevitably had to leave" ... and do what you like are my hands? "

" Yep. "Answer without hesitation or a second.

"You're weird Sunshine, fucking weird." But he said looking at his hands with interest.

"And not just because they are aesthetically perfect." "Of course they are." Apostille Brian safely.

"It is everything I say." "You are really placed."

Justin, who knows perfectly the "manual of good manners gay, decides it is his turn to return the favor and starts explained.

"When you're nervous and / or assumetate drumming the fingers of one hand over the other. So. "And with his hands imitating the gesture that just described.

"I'm never nervous or scared."
Justin
silent for a moment trying to remember the exact words. And despite the fog that make you dope, get it.

"Demonstrate to the person I love as I love her." Look at Brian straight in the eye because they are laughing just trying to show that yes, Brian Kinney is sometimes nervous and very scared.

"Little shit." Brian whispered before kissing her on the lips.

"By the way I play or where you do know what to do and what you want to do." Whispered to Brian. CHTand his words are describing the way Brian plays it to him.

Another conclusion reached is that when Brian Justin squeezed between his fingers in her ass cheeks and pinched her nipples hard, sex will be slow and languid. But when his hands seem to be everywhere in your body will fuck without any delicacy, nailed to the mattress or the couch or the floor ... are so many possibilities.

In this show Brian's cock you crave a little attention and Justin decided to give exactly that ... some attention.

"When your fingers are just catching my dick I know I will not have to wait to run." Illusions of Brian is going to ruin because Justin justand arches her body with each release. Justin

think is the most brutal orgasm that has seen it ever, until now, had seen Brian lost consciousness and that was scary.

"Damn!" Is all that Brian is able to say when it recovers the ability to speak. Justin thinks

never liked more rainy afternoon a few minutes later Saturday when Brian moved on the bed muttering something about returning the favor. It is clear that he also knows perfectly the "manual of good manners gay."




Kisses my love.



* By the way, I forgot to mention that in my last fic and use shortthe Anglo-Saxon form of quotation marks for dialogue. I find it more comfortable but if you prefer our script of what I said and go back to them.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Interstitial Cystitis. More Condition_symptoms

I find- They take more the other dog that the dog carcass - have another dog and how cute is what they want more. In his hump

can store up to 18 liters of kalimocho.

Suspected a cross between a dog and a pig.


wanted to make a campaign for euthanasia for the dog carcass, is very ill, and in addition to his handicap - the hump - has many more ailments.



One day we returned and I RichiBlanca party, and someone said "you shall see as we found the dog carcass" and so was, almost coming to my house, turn the corner the owner of the dog with the dog carcass to carcass side.
We had to throw down with laughter, while grItabo "dog carcass! the dog carcass!" and the lady passed between us as I could.


Long live the dog carcass!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

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. also want to include soy_chica1 because, for whom you choose, having a baby is the experience more special, more contradictory, more exciting and even more grueling in the world. Congratulations heart. And a very special affection for my little zoe_kinney that a little bird told me that is very Emor (looking to treat you like a princess that is exactly what you deserve. If is well advised to carry the guns and soft our spears), and of course my beautiful girl C water HTMLXC carolruga (at last I have something for this day ... if I did not do it for you). Hope you like it. SOMEDAY When Justin spends a few days in Pittsburgh is ... OK, it's incredible. I imagine that symbolism of having it again at home has much to do with it. Not that's not good to go visit to New York. After a year I've adapted to their noisy building his messy apartment and his bed is too small. The latter is sometimes even an incentive. I have not had to make more adjustments because, oddly enough with the history that precedes usJustin and I long ago that we are in the same line. But his visits to Pittsburgh is always something special. The dinner at Debbie's house, going out with the boys, Kinnetik unexpected appearances, dancing together in the new Babylon ... In short, we can pretend that Justin has not left ever and, for a few days, I'm wicked happy. And judging by his smile, Justin feels the same. Until the night before his departure. not know how he does but has made it a classic. Look for the stupidest reason to provoke a discussion. I know the technique and do not usually follow the game but, whatever my reaction, the result is always the same. Justin sleeping on the couch leaving sometime during the night para come to our bed looking for my forgiveness. Of course I forgive him forever. And tonight was not going to be an exception. Dinner on the ground with the sound of the TV in the background. I remember one time I did not want to picnic ... there are so many things that I thought did not suit me and are now a constant in my life. During dinner do not talk much but at some point, without knowing exactly how it started, I go to exaggerated episode drama queen of the entire repertoire of Justin Taylor. What I said, a classic. "Are you coming to bed?" Wonder after having spent the last twenty minutes walking through the loft turning off lights, setting the alarm, checking my mail ... actuallyby giving time and space to calm down. "Nha!" Pinch the bridge of my nose between my finger and my thumb armándome patience before trying again. "Justin ..." "Let me." He says shrugging his body under the blanket without even looking at me. Stubborn little shit. For a moment I have the desire to drag me to bed and make you forget all the drama eating it with kisses. From the bed I hear the sound of TV, canned laughter of a bad comedy. The projected screen images in the dark shining shapes for a second small areas at random. Now the light reaches one of the glass panels, shortly afters quilt or a corner of the closet, again the quilt, Et voila! clarity finally bathes the reason for all this ridiculous drama ... perfectly luggage piled in the back of the room.

know because it does. I know how you feel. I can not say I do not understand ... What the hell! I hate this, this damn distance relationship ... but we both knew that for a time would be. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I notice is the warmth of his body behind me, crawling into bed. "Hey." Sighs on my neck putting his hand on my shoulder. "Mmmm." Murmured still without moving, turning away. His hand moves bahen we have sex, they might be hearing him say my name like that, begging and pleading to give you what you need.
With my hands under his thighs thrust your legs toward your body keeping them separated y. .. Damn! The vision is ... Damn! Its beautiful hole, pink and shiny, throbbing with anticipation. And when my tongue touches and penetrates it, caresses him and penetrates it, caresses him and penetrates it, the murmurs inconsistencies that can not understand.
"Brian, fuck me. Please fuck me. Brian, porfavorporfavor. "Breathless gasps and I know the game is over. My hands are shaking with excitement, so I am surprised how quickly I get to wear a condom. Cover your pervading my body with a single push, and immediately I am surrounded by Justin everywhere. Her legs wrapped my body above my waist, one of his hands squeezing my biceps hard while the other clings to my neck y. .. I have to stop because I need to keep this feeling in my memory to relive it when he is away. "Justin look at me." I let my eyes pass through his to say everything in the best way I know. I know that for me is not easy, I know that I trust him and what he is doing, I want you to know that I have faith that it will get, I have faith in us, I know that I will not anywhere and I'll be waiting until the day wero him. We stayed like that for what seems an eternity. Embraced and exhausted. Struggling to breathe like fish out of water. "You know," I said as I separated to get rid of the condom "Not that I do not like New York, in fact I love. And I'm excited about what I do and what I'm getting with my art but ... is not my home. " I look hard and with my thumb I follow the arc of his cheekbone. "I made so much." Sigh put his hand on mine.
"I know." I say before kissing on the lips "But someday decide not to forgive." I winced because there is no way that's going to happen.

"Someday I will have no reason to comportarme well. "Answer snuggling sleepily while turning on its side.
spend my arm to his chest beating me to it, our bodies perfectly fitted.
"Someday." Whisper in your ear.


Kisses my love.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Pokemon Building Sprites Challenge.

Friday, March 13, 2009

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This would be the final chapter of "Waiting for Love" but I have a scene a little longer than I thought and finally get to make another chapter to finish the fic. You know, sometimes the stories come alive and we can not help but get carried away.

few days ago was the birthday of rose_decatur and promised that when he had the next chapter would dedicate ... so you know pretty * goes for you.

also like to congratulate sidrina birthday was yesterday, as I do not know if you follow the story I hate to dedicate the capnd his nostrils even before being fully awake. He sat on the bed trying to open my eyes completely. With the tips of his fingers massaged his temples to relieve that annoying ringing in your head. He had hardly slept three, maybe four hours. The restless sleep of Justin had kept him awake most of the night reminding why Brian who had fled from the relationship for years. When David had left had been promised that it would not spend a sleepless night worrying about anyone other than himself ... if that promise was made in a moment of anger, and probably full of whiskey or any other shit, had been diluted since she met Justin.

got uprian did everything possible to keep a gesture indifferent.

Craig Taylor stepped back baffled by its semi-nudity. If the situation were otherwise, Brian would have been laughed at that reaction. A moment later in Craig's eyes was something that Brian could only describe as "hate."

- Where the hell is my son? Damn bastard pervert .- despite their curses and Brian Bellows had not the slightest intention of being intimidated by this man. Deliberately kept his eyes fixed on his visitor, waiting a moment before answering with
acid tone - "Your son? What son? Is that the kick that drove home? Does this child? Who is the pervert here Mr. Taylor?
- Disgusting CABRto the image ... Justin seemed glued to the wall, his body stiff, his hands trying to hold onto the ceramic surface, her fingernails scratching it produced an annoying chirping sound and the look on his face, his eyes ... this was not a panic attack, it was like having the representation of panic in front of him. But what shocked Brian was the wet spot on the front of the gown and the small pool where Justin stood. Shit, Justin was pissed ... Brian had wanted to run to meet again to Craig Taylor and ask what kind of father was he who made his eighteen-year-old son urinate on just hearing their screams. I would have liked to drag the man down there and make him see the reacción provoking, with just his voice, which claimed as its son ... but did nothing about it .- Justin

-whispered as she approached him. Justin sighed, dropping his arms on either side of his body at the same time as the tears soaked his face in a silent cry

-Justin .- repeated hugging. Immediately one of his hands slid up to stroke her hair and whispering soothing words in his ear.

Justin was a rag doll body in his arms. Brian stuck his robe and underwear, then leaned against him to remove his socks. Justin did not resist but neither made any move to ease the task Brian. Brian

opened toHTMLXC After toweling that gave Brian, Justin went straight to bed, Brian followed him for pulling the duvet cover. He soon have Justin tangled in his body, his head on his shoulder and stroking his hair still wet from your neck. Brian

held him with one arm while his other hand stroking up and down the back of Justin mentally reciting "You're safe with me," repeating himself like a mantra that fueled his need to be convinced that Justin would be safe with him.

- Brian - the hoarse whispered Justin surprised. He looked down and saw his eyes closed. Brian kissed his head before muttering "Mmm mmmm ...

"It was an accident .- lto Justin's voice was quiet and reserved, was he.
- You mean ...?
"I came home one day and he was on the phone, I soon realize I was talking to Molly and said ...- Justin sighed and pressed his body a little more against Brian -... I said that was no longer part of our family and that if he contact any of us he ... he was going to make you repent. I do not remember everything but I know we started yelling at each other, like yesterday ... hit me and I fell down the stairs y. .. well next thing I remember is waking up in hospital and the police asking what was what had happened. It was no accident, I mean, I do not know if I fell or if he pushed me ... I think I lost eq
"Well I ...
-Emmett .- Ted interrupted in a tone of warning
"Okay, but is that Dijon is so ... Hot
-rated Ted .- "That I think you've said.
"He said arms so muscular that cock so ....
"Too much information.

Then they heard a light knock on the door of the office and without waiting for an answer that is opened revealing a blond hair peeking
"Sorry. Sorry to interrupt ...
Cynthia Do not worry, do not interrupt anything important .- Ted said looking out the corner of his eye to his friend "Hey Emmett
.- greeted the girl with a half smile before returning his attention to the book" Ted, have a problem. I've been talking to the assistant and I am Leo Brownwith cartons of pizza where there were only a few barks, he heard the laughter of Justin and felt a pop in his chest ... For days he had not seen Justin as lively ... not even remember the sound of her laughter. He

cartons in the trash and moved the fridge to grab a beer while listening as Daphne was trying to convince Justin to return to resume classes. Did not think the girl was to succeed but eventually heard Justin promise that next week would be back in St. James. Brian was glad to hear that, Justin had refused to leave the loft since I had returned from her parents' house on Saturday night, even after the visit of Mr. Taylor in the morning.two young men talking about their things and went to Brian saying
- Is there one for me? "Of course .-
Brian said as he moved to the fridge to grab another beer," Emmett "I really do not care ...?
"I've already said, it's my afternoon off and if Justin can not live without you a few hours ... I love to eat with him and especially shopping and carry everything to your credit card .- said as he waved his hand and looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes
child "Thanks Emm ...
-Care ...- Brian Emmett cut off -... or think that you are growing a heart. "I owe
Honeycutt .- Brian said ignoring his comment
-not thinking like when you see your card balance .- Emmett had crashed his cerJustin and Daphne, integrated immediately into his speech while Brian was on the phone with your accountant telling you that eventually would attend the meeting with Leo Brown.

An hour later sat on the couch listening to the jokes of his guests farewell to Justin at the entrance. The "clamp" of the closing door blocked any outside sounds. Brian threw his head back and closed his eyes enjoying the silence.

Emmett did not know that could speak both .- Justin said, looking at closer
"It's great.
"Yes, I guess it is.

Justin was standing before him with a small smile on his face. Of course, Emmett was great if that smile was the result of their chatterhad done the day before?

Brian kept his hands on Justin's thighs up and down on his cotton sweatpants, not daring to go further.

Justin's fingers caressing her belly down to unzip his pants tickling his cock before hot surround it with your palm and rub slowly
-Justin .- gasped taking a hand until Justin's hair.
- Mhm Mhmm? - Justin hummed licking his nut.

Brian yanked the blond locks, Justin broke up a bit ... his blue eyes bright with desire, her lips bright red and wet, his heavy breathing by moving your chest and feel his warm hand pressing on the base of his cock ... Who canwas a nearly perfect afternoon was not left behind but for different reasons. Theodore possibly preparing food with the meeting was the worst of the day, but Brian had to admit that he had also been extremely productive. Athletics Brown had signed a contract for two years Kinnetic two years, dammit!

Entering the parking made plans to take Justin to dinner at one of their favorite restaurants. "I'm sure that Justin likes the idea." They would then have all night for more private celebration, and that thought made him smile.

Just around the corner realized that something was wrong. Emmett was waiting at his gate.

- Where is Justin? - Asked hatesnd the hue of anguish in his voice.

Emmett looked down at the floor and slightly moved his head from side to side to increase the uncomfortable feeling in your stomach
- Emmett!
"He ... he is gone.
- What the hell wants to say it has gone? Her father came
y. .. Brian I'm sorry, could not forbid to speak with his father and he ... He said he was going with him.
- Mecagoenlaputa, dammit! - Shouted running his hand through his hair and taking a few steps - Dammit, dammit! FUCK! - Shouted again with his fist pounding the street lamp in front of him.

ooooooo ooooooo x

Cynthia
Justin followed by the bright hallway. With each step the voice of Brian couldENO indifference. Not even waited for Cynthia shut the door before speaking
- What do you want? - Dry, cutting tone resulted in Justin winced ... but I knew Brian and I knew that was the mask he was using to hide the damage he had done.
"Sorry, Brian.
"Well, feel it is bullshit .- attempt to evade the comment Justin justified
" I should have talked to you before I leave but ... Well, I had no choice. "There's always choice
.- said, taking a sketch in his hands and fixing his attention on it. Justin
was annoyed by her coldness and approached the table, saying
"I came to give back this .- loft left keys on the desktop but Brian not even bother to look at him I wish you could understand me.

Brian knew he had to let him go, I knew that Justin would talk to deeply damage but also knew that since Justin was gone he was not able to be before. So when Justin was about to leave his office had to do
-Justin .- and this time his voice perfectly reflected how he felt. All the anguish and sorrow at the foot of Justin - Why? Justin

approached his table, but stood in silence watching the man she loved knowing that any explanation would sound silly and childish
I do not understand, Justin. Now that you know what you have done ... I can not understand. I
-Briando about the health of his wife to manipulate Justin, had lied about the disappearance of Molly ... He could have said all that to Justin but what you have believed?

He read the brief note attached to the frame of the watercolor "I've found." Brian picked up the phone and dialed the detective.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

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The other day he appeared in the gale-accented blond guy out, he spoke spanish pretty well, but it showed. I asked, thinking it would be German, when she said she was Italian, South, but lived in Rome. He told me that the South had many blond ... inheritance of the "visits" German ...

I started talking with him, and emerged not know how I said he worked as a chef in Rome, juaaaaaaaas, and we started talking, I had a lot of people in the bar, but I'm much more interested in talking with him cooking to put alcoholic drinks a potential future.

There is a kind of camaraderie between us, although I imagine it will be between all professions, but as I likethe kitchen, I say that our IS BETTER. If you're a cook, and so are you, like you're forced to teach and show your arms burns, cuts, scars and infected nails. Like soldiers or something.

always said that ours is a society paramilitary, and that betrayal is paid for life.


also the other day - well, this was other day while drinking some beers in the Franco Compostela we started to tell silly stories of cooking, which won was:


- One day Chega Miña Irma house all children studied in Compostela alporizada and tell me, "Alexis! Teno a pretty good trick that I stick to non omelet!"

and Alexis, curious as é, ocurreselle preguntarlle: - Cal é? E

Irma, proud to something o seu ensinarlle Irmao Diller:

- Pois moi sinxelo, tees than botarlle unha na pinga oil pan before you dump ovos, e x is! Ahi



is iso, aperta!

Thursday, February 26, 2009

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pa egal your birthday year of the bread with melted cheese xD! my potter, petto, willy! ADOROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TE:)! is one of the few photos where I smiled, so I like it because eri shuer Awful: D! i lor llu! 4 .- Lonza Riveros Paula Paz: baka Bakota My cousin jealous that he believes them all:)!, I love you with all my heart and my soul! my best friend forever! always close together here and over there: P but I'm never in a kayak you xD! I love you! mature! and think more about others: P! Eyelet & aacut Panshitaaa! we know about life and why we are family or xD! quierooooooo you had a great time with you this holiday season! of truth that is enjoyed muchooooo! and at one point in a conversation of 2 heavy:)! Thank you for listening:)! panshitaaa love you!.


7 .- Yamila Chávez Mérida:

Milaaa! you are not the only one who steals pics! Sangota so does ^ ^!, I present to my girlfriend xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!, My Milita lindaaa haha! we are always there to listen to each other: P and the truth that although esque're away, you're a support to me mila ^ ^! .-

8 .- Gabriela López Chávez:

Naniwis ~~~~~~~~~~ ! My partner unconditionally blog, my spiritual guide, my colleague, my apprentice, my accomplice and more! NANIS! MIIII ARE SUPER SPECIAL! **! I love you too! do not you stay out! juntitos continue working on the blog as we have done so far and hope to grow and continue to win nee? Besoteeeeeeeeeee ^ ^ a ~ ~ ~!
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Pubic Lice More Condition_symptoms Gooooood morning~~~~ !

the best way, as is repeating me now is another course, I am sure things will get tougher. Although it sounds strange, I am praying that my dad give you work outside of Chile, as I feel that if I leave I lose nothing Santiago, Iquique and I can go back on vacation, as I am doing now. Also if outside Chile, I will be able to perfect English, and I'm very excited! ^ ^!
I had not mentioned, but Johis, thanks for helping me with LJ:)!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

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Dah ... I do not know, this LJ I did not intend to go public! .-

not want the other week, not want to face my teammates a year

.- Sometimes I wish I could do What I want! . -

pity can not ...

In FIN , I still like the Johnny's , & nbsp, no matter how stupid leaving their mouths! .-

:)

Saturday, February 21, 2009

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imo they say, "What?" as telling you, redneck shit, what you talking about here Galician?

Flip when I came to Compostela and I realized how different it is, there can lead a 100% Galician, without having to explain why you speak Galician, or feel shame when you in a bar about a girl and you answer in Galician - as often happens in vigo, that if you try to link in Galician .... carallo-you go or meet you at the supermarket in our language as normal.

The solution to the problem that Gallego is losing its use is very simple: you have to talk. Neither television nor newspapers in Galician and Galician bagpipes. The solution is to talk.

is also true that we want to watch TV

Monday, February 9, 2009

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and the kitchen counter fighting the urge to return to watch the clock. It was useless, his eyes drifted inevitably. There had been even three minutes from the last time I'd checked.
With rapid strides and stood in front of the classroom window. The last rays of sun were slowly and inexorably yielding to the arrival of the night. She thought of him in his fear of the dark, imagine Justin alone and afraid in any of the streets made him tremble. He ran his fingers through his hair pushing away the idea, I could not go there again or end up going crazy.
lit another cigarette and almost immediately crushed in the ashtray. Do not know what to do, I had no idea where it could be Justin. CHTM LXC Staying there waiting for a moment's walk through the door was a dumb idea, something told him that was not going to happen. Also waiting was destroying her nerves. Exit seemed to look just as stupid, where do you go? Where do you start?. wished that this was a mistake or a misunderstanding resulting from a childhood tantrum ... but, despite his age, Justin was not a child. Brian sensed that behind his flight had a motive, and a perfectly sound reason. It was little more than an hour had arrived at the loft and had already performed all the rituals of despair. Paced back and forth thinking about how ridiculous it would seem that gesture which had so often seen in movies.fear or despair or guilt. She looked in the mirror and then your mobile melody crossed the loft ... his heart raced with the sound, his legs could not go faster to get there. When he saw the caller ID he noticed a gaping hole in his stomach. His hands were trembling when he finally answered -Justin .- silent, only the sound of silence for endless seconds until you guessed his name on a sigh
- Brian? Justin
"Where the hell have you been? .- Panting across put on alert. "No, dammit, you can not do this well," said Justin are you still there?
...- "If it was a tiny hiss
almost impossible to hear" Tell me where you are.
I do not know, Brian. I do not know where ... CHTMbrated to place the body of Justin in the V that were her legs, surrounding him with his arms while sinking the nose in her hair.

breathing sounds of Justin, the touch of her hair tickling his face, the warmth of her body, even the smell ... the sense of relief prevented him from speaking. Justin was fine, was with him and safe and that was enough for now. He had been so frightened for him because something bad had happened.
- Is it better now? .- Justin nodded against his chest - What happened?
"My father.
- Why am I not surprised? - Heard the fake laugh that Justin was in the back of your throat - you going to tell me? "I guess I picked a bad time to tell you who I am .- waited for Justin to continue butno words came. Brian decided it was not a good idea to insist, surely Justin talk about it when it was ready. He kissed her head against his chest tightening is to let you know that everything was fine.
When the first flakes of snow began to fall they were still sitting there ... Brian's arms tightly round her, breathing hot and humid Brian against his neck
-Justin, go home and whispered in her ear .-
"Wait .- pressed his body against Brian. He did not mind the snow or the cold if he could feel safe, really safe, if only for a moment.

finally managed to convince Brian to enter the car. It was not until then that he realized qufelt he had a right to know, Justin was overwhelmed and told him everything ... told how his father had taken that morning at the airport Alice ... told how to get out of the shower she heard him yell at his mother ... told how her aunt always got angry at his father only with his presence ... told the cries of "I do not want to be close to our family anymore !"... and tried to humiliate his father leave her mother with his accusations and insults getting thereby to focus their anger on him ... told how at some point the anger prompted him to confess what had hitherto kept secret, "I'm gay, Dad, it will not change whatever you do" ... like his father abused him and hit him ... as he pulled the ringyour nipple and how much it had hurt to do it ... spoke of the fear she felt and how suddenly everything was dark and only heard the screams but did not feel pain ... said the next thing he remembered was sitting on the porch and just felt cold, very cold. Justin

spoke almost in whispers, afraid of what he was confessing. As if to put into words, to talk about it, everything is made more real.

Brian noticed how his voice cracked at some point while articulating a lot of jumbled sentences which gradually were taking perfect sense in Brian's head, giving a clear picture of what had happened at Taylor's house and had caused the flight of Justin. Brian

you escuchaba completely silent horror. Clenched fists fighting for anger against Craig Taylor did not seize it. So focused on staying calm was not aware that Justin had stopped talking ... Her body was curled up in the passenger seat, his head resting against the glass and staring ... Brian guessed that it was not a good idea to touch now and resisted the urge to hug and kiss ... What had made this boy?

put the car in motion without explanation. Justin needed to do something and decided to start with the obvious.


xxxxxxx xxxxxxx or


Finally, despite their initial reluctance, Justin managed to climb the old dormBrian itorio.

In the car, when he realized they were heading towards the house of marriage Kinney, Justin had begun to protest. "You have to see a doctor" was the reply Brian. Her sharp tone brooked no argument for what the rest of the way they had done in absolute silence, with Justin shrunk in his chair and constantly looking outward.

Located on the bed with his back against the headboard, the image of Justin himself impressed by Jack Kinney. His shirt and pants stained with blood were only a fraction of the box. These wounds could be cured easily. The unseen to the naked eye, which did not bleed, deep wound that this guy had inside, andI'm slowly head to the other side of the room, refusing to look at him. Brian sought help from his father who nodded with a slight nod.

Jack Kinney went with long strides and quiet from the back of the room to stand at the foot of the bed
-Justin ... - though his tone was mild, even paternal, the firmness of his voice attracted the attention of the boy immediately - I will examine the hurt right?
After a moment, in which Justin seemed to struggle to assimilate the information, Brian started to get up but immediately noticed Justin's hand and pressed her fingers pulling at the bed and unable to move
-Brian, do not leave me. - Brian took a deep breath before do say
-Justin, please ...- pleading tone was not lost on her father that he summoned all the patience he had given her years of experience.

Jack approached the bedside and began to speak
-Justin, listen ... Are you listening? - The boy looked at Jack and nodded "I'm a doctor and I'm used to working under pressure but ... I assure you I'll do better without the eyes of my son watching me. I'm just going to disinfect your wounds. It will be a moment ... I promise .- smiled politely trying to gain their trust
- Brian ... can not stay? - Justin sighed.
-Joan is downstairs in the kitchen preparing one of those soothing teas like so much y. .. I'm sure Brian will comegood hot drink is not it?
Justin nodded slowly while he was dropping the hand of Brian accepted the explanations of Jack Kinney. Brian

called Daphne just outside the room. He heard her breathing relieved when she said that Justin was with him and then bombarded him with questions ... Okay? Why did he flee? Will you go home? ... Brian assured him that his friend would be fine and she promised that the next day would pass by his house to see it.


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As his father had predicted, Brian met Joan in the middle of the kitchen with a huge steaming bowl in his hands.

entering his mother watched his lips curvinggation to obey parents.
- How ...? I mean, you ...- Joan did not wait to hear your child's question
"My mother, tired of me mourn at all times was to see your father y. .. Do you know what your father told the grandmother Josephine when asked about his behavior? - Brian shook his head Like you said, now "Do not know."
- Ohhh! - Joan had to smile at the expression on your child. He spent his slender fingers under the chin by Brian pressing to lift your head and eyes to look into
"Brian, if you want this guy as much as I think I want to wait ... is what my mother said then, and is the only advice I can give. Wait .- Brian put his head to sink into the bosom of her madhis son hugged his mother as a child. Before entering the council had heard that Joan had given Brian and fondly recalled the conversation he had with Joan's mother years ago.

When Brian asked his presence felt immediately
- How is Justin? - Joan looked at her husband also waiting to hear
"Physically it is good, sore nipple hurts but it's nothing serious, did not even need stitches. He has some bruises on its side but, despite his poor appearance, they are not important.
- Thank God - Joan sighed.

Jack took steps to lean against the counter, thoughtfully rubbed the bridge of his nose before raisinghead to look at your child and say
-Brian, your legs, your upper thighs are ... are full of cuts and scars ...
"I know, Dad .- Brian said, shaking his head. Joan

would not ask but by the silence in the kitchen was learned that talking about something serious, something more serious wounds that her husband had described.
"I thought Jack began ...- -... I thought it might be safer that you spend the night here.
"I'll talk with Justin to see that you do.
"Well Jack Kinney nodded .-" I've put something soft to calm down and I said that would go away. He is very concerned about his mother.
"Yes, I know. Afraid that his heart with disgust give someBrian ago would have hated this domesticity. "A Saturday night sitting on her couch stroking the hair of her boyfriend" did not sound like Brian Kinney had been for the past five years, that man would no doubt have been in the darkroom of a lunging Babylon anonymous ass. Never have imagined a night like this but if anything was clear at this point for Brian is that the arrival of Justin to his life had blown up many of their customs.

Justin looked through the large window looking for answers but all I saw was like snow was falling. Brian's fingers massaged her head and tangled in her hair ... it felt so soothing that made him sigh loudly
- Are you better? - Asked Brian
...- murmured "Mmm Mmm while Justin nodded. Brian was quick to learn that Justin was not best at all when he noticed moisture on your leg and pushing the hair from her face Justin watched the tears sliding down her cheek to the tip of his nose from where they fell inevitably on the fabric of your Texan Justin

-.- said trying to get your attention. Justin shook his head and tried to watch it but another flood of tears wiped her cheeks.

Brian realized that he hoped and feared a scene like this from the very second that he had sat beside her on the porch stairs. He was not good comforting to people, how hard I tried I never knew thatsay at times like this. His sister and Linds claimed he had a "remarkable ability to put things in perspective, to see in a purely objective and practical, comfort may be true but someone was a task that did not have the slightest ability , much less when that person was Justin.

The truth is that since I knew that Justin had thought would be broken many times, but always surprised by the strength with which the adolescent is recomposed to all the negative ... This time the force was broken. Who could blame him?!

Brian waited until the moment of crisis pass but that did not happen, on the contrary, little by little the cries grew louder Justinintense. Brian was really scared when Justin told
sobbing "I'm sorry to hear ..- Brian Justin maneuvered to incorporate and embrace it. I wish I could say something that would ease but the words were not strong so I tried to yell his embrace, loud and clear, that I should not feel that he was there and was not going to go anywhere.

Justin cried for what seemed like hours to Brian ... he held in his arms, caressing her back and gently kiss her forehead, her cheeks or her head.

When Justin was able to stop mourn, Brian convinced him to go to bed. She helped him undress noting the appearance of the wounds had finally stopped bleeding. Although Justin has