Alice wanders
's time again to send a note to the largely unknown world outside the web ... Just like that, out of pure love of exhibitionism and ambitions which always ...
Who wants to read it, who cares about it? ... That the fate of my life as an ironic and unpredictable acts, how each fraus other things happening?
I will not bore you with trivial things. Let us but to the point.
What has happened in the last three weeks? What is be in six weeks? All different. Everything will be different.
I love life. I love it. He screams at me: I LOVE YOU!
And I can not help it. With every pain, every insight, every joy, every surprise, every joke, every care, every objection, every praise, every criticism, every caress, I feel it, I enjoy it, I love it.
Re-form, I leap into the wild waters will not support me, and the swirls and waves engulf pack, tear me up and down, I feel, I feel myself completely, I love myself, I merge with all, I love everything and I can not help it.
Give me more! Give me more pain! Stitch me! Stitch me deep inside, until I can no more, I can only give. Hold me, let me fall, touch me, leave me alone, Kiss me, kiss me like you's have never done before, feel me, admire me, admire me from the inside. I love you, I grasp you, I feel you, I am in you, I see you from the inside. You are so beautiful. I love you.
walks in the fog. Well, you've lost you? Has no one told you that this is a labyrinth?
you say you're around the corner and I've lost sight of.
I wish you good luck on your way!
I laugh a little about yourself. But you're sweet there. Why do you
stand still in the basement? What are you doing down there? And why are you hurry so?
But you're sweet there. And I wish you all the best, it was so nice to you! Now you're alone
it. Have fun!
Alice moves in Wonderland. If a black man and ask her if she likes eating bananas. Alice is pissed. He asks bucks now, if it blows like? But the African is a very nice and explained to her that he expected because he found her voice so beautiful. And he says it has a high voice and bananas are good for the larynx, giving a beautiful high voice. The depth with the Votes rather eat papaya.
Alice asks the Africans, what he likes. He said cereal. Alice considered.
Friday, January 31, 2003
Saturday, December 28, 2002
Read Watchmen Online For Free
pulpo
I was drawing swans on the River M. Fuhr, contrary to the wheel of the sun.
comes Back home my father to meet me, he cook, if I like to watch.
is an octopus in a pot, its eight arms stretched in all directions. The star shows his suction cups. In addition, the round pink ... his head.
the boiling water moves him & I see him move to life in the sea, free and alive, one with depth, with its environment. Now you're lying here
& shalt be done, so you can eat human.
My father comes in, while I was standing there, and explains I detail the outrageous prices for these critters. What they cost here is that he is in H. fallen on the market almost as if he had heard the price.
what you pay for a price in order to be able to cook an octopus, I think.
My sister plays in the background of the Fugue by Bach on the piano. The drama of the situation seems almost ridiculous, I feel something like humor in me and rise almost believe I could, the octopus is the one who told me this story.
This morning at breakfast I sat with my sister page here, my father washed with water and suddenly raised this naked pink schlabberige Something in the air. I swallowed, It sounded almost like a gag. My brain would have needed several seconds to switch, that was not a baby ..
I was drawing swans on the River M. Fuhr, contrary to the wheel of the sun.
comes Back home my father to meet me, he cook, if I like to watch.
is an octopus in a pot, its eight arms stretched in all directions. The star shows his suction cups. In addition, the round pink ... his head.
the boiling water moves him & I see him move to life in the sea, free and alive, one with depth, with its environment. Now you're lying here
& shalt be done, so you can eat human.
My father comes in, while I was standing there, and explains I detail the outrageous prices for these critters. What they cost here is that he is in H. fallen on the market almost as if he had heard the price.
what you pay for a price in order to be able to cook an octopus, I think.
My sister plays in the background of the Fugue by Bach on the piano. The drama of the situation seems almost ridiculous, I feel something like humor in me and rise almost believe I could, the octopus is the one who told me this story.
This morning at breakfast I sat with my sister page here, my father washed with water and suddenly raised this naked pink schlabberige Something in the air. I swallowed, It sounded almost like a gag. My brain would have needed several seconds to switch, that was not a baby ..
Wednesday, December 4, 2002
Can U Wax After A Bath
alice_liebe @ 2002-12-04T22: 17:00
electronic diary, is that even possible? manulle the time is coming to an end, perhaps a good one.
what the world is here for? who buzzes around here? who writes what here?
ladyoftheflower-I did not know how poetic you can be ...
let me be your love sung!
you the ... is now too close? I think I may, eh?
electronic diary, is that even possible? manulle the time is coming to an end, perhaps a good one.
what the world is here for? who buzzes around here? who writes what here?
ladyoftheflower-I did not know how poetic you can be ...
let me be your love sung!
you the ... is now too close? I think I may, eh?
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