How dirty coward, I recovered a hefty male mammal is back and I re-
disappeared almost a month of this blog.
While it is past things.
Already, I was 24 years. Tuesday, December 22, 2009
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I am feminism
How dirty coward, I recovered a hefty male mammal is back and I re-
disappeared almost a month of this blog.
While it is past things.
Already, I was 24 years.
How dirty coward, I recovered a hefty male mammal is back and I re-
disappeared almost a month of this blog.
While it is past things.
Already, I was 24 years. 
I blew out the candles before they sing the song ... I had forgotten the ritual. Take
age surely does not regressive impulses.
A woman blossomed on my birthday.
An easy girl to my birthday.
A girl interested in my birthday.
And overall, beautiful people.
And I also had lots of presents: a -Iphone
-dress APC
-harmonica
-bag-of books and other stuff. Initially, I was rather skeptical about this famous dress. But the final verdict is positive in the end positively.
Then I went on weekend
Britain to celebrate the birthday of a friend, but while he was standing near the piano, but rather my
couple who self-
celebrated throughout the weekend. As
are progressive left, the idea came to call this "
couplitude ", but otherwise, like Royal, we thought we should stop posting so ostentatious our happiness if we don ' would have more friends, and it would be
zap the guest list vip the weekend. What would be a shame.
pianist. The "
Seychelles
of
Britain. contemporary flamenco dancing on the beach, it is possible.
Here is the photo to
Ozon where embodies the joy of living in a pure state. Very nice, but very annoying for those who are excluded from the duo of joy in its purest form.
Otherwise during this month of silence I was busy discovering that I have a rare skin disease that lasts ad vitam
eternam
. Joy. Decency prevents me from continuing on this point there , because if I'm more exhibo , I will still not tell you about my cat. Well, not today in all cases. Then I went to celebrate Christmas at my almost-in-laws in Normandy in the middle of nowhere. I say almost husband's family because if it's been a month since it runs beside the heart, must not get carried away either, and that beyond this subjective fear, there is the objective fact that I am still married, and I have a legally in-laws and an abandonment of the marital home glued to the ass. Vandal. Speaking of vandalism, precisely, this last month was also sacred practice that I hope never to abandon until my finances are repaired : Theft. Pure and simple.
not any where, as I always said, this is not the kleptomania but the consequence of the precariousness of the young student that I am who has
damn tired of being sodomized at each checkout the Monoprix. Well, there have been some collateral damage, I stole a book from an old bookseller as we-do-is-more , but I had bought books, then it counts as if I was paying no VAT , one might say.
Then I farted a little something of nothing at all to the Red Cross. It
, I know it is odious, but I think it is the act most rock'n'roll made in Paris in the year 2009. Yep. It should be noted that I have a grudge against the Red Cross, which sold briskly my clothes I give to all-
will never make me discounts if sentimental, I want them back, and me sold a pair of Charles Jourdan 15 on the pretext that it had the mark, which I find deeply flawed because it means that sdf have no right to Charles Jourdan
but to pumps ugly to 2.50 euros, and that's frankly not very Catholic. So long live Rock and my earrings plastic peta to the Red Cross. Besides that, I fly really that great,
Monop
', H & M, and ... These are my two favorite victims. After eating foie gras in all its forms for two weeks (pasta with foie gras, foie gras sandwiches, toast with foie gras, salad ...), I come now to optimize my "purchases", and aim the long term: olives, sauces SACLA , organic chicken (obviously), Spice Colombo "to go with ... I frolic without any guilt, as Bonnie
Parker, "we must believe that it is society that has definitely damaged," and I frolic all better than my unlawful practice allowed me to have 4 new pairs of shoes that m 'says a new so they are nice. Between us, it's better to be Calamity Jane that Causette not. Yes, I know it better as a day to think about work and earn money. Certainly. Time will tell. Meanwhile gambadons cheerfully. The time to eliminate fatty liver, at least.
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