What Should My Cm Look Like Before My Period

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Quando l’essenziale è nato era rosa. 

Un orribile template rosa shocking fornito dalla piattaforma blogger (che spero non si offenda).

Poi è diventato a pallini crayon.

And so I think it was for most of the time in the past four years.

When the main thing is I was born from suzie home, nondiario my high school then at university I had once seemed a skin is not mine.

We had pondered long before closing, or better leave it in the waves of the web as a wreck without crew or helm.

Every time I go back to look at it, I find that someone leaves also his comments.

Scroll down the column of links and I think of the people I lost contact, to those who have closed their blog to those that we feel about each messenger so aware that life is elsewhere.

I recall the feeling of having to close the parentheses.

What had delayed and pushed back for a few months.

And then one day I realized I could no longer write like that light-hearted, fun, light, because I had changed, grown, and things seemed more important. It seemed important to talk really me.

essenzialeinvisibileagliocchi Thus was born the name that seemed perfect, the 'invisible to all before that time, maybe even mine.

Four years seem to reread all four centuries.

With half a degree, France, people who go away forever, people who come back, a house of cards collapsing and being rebuilt in a few months, the school with my donkeys, Italy that becomes tight as a glove.

There is so much of me here.

I know that this attitude seems little consistency.

some posts ago, I appeal for everyone to continue to write on their blog and now I'm here to close this ad.

Sure it is.

inconsistent.

But sincere.

I do not want to write out of obligation or guilt for the sheer neglect of a project that goes on for years.

I want to write with passion and this is and always will be the only reason why I attempt more in 25 years with tales, poems, drafts of books more or less done, conscious of borders on the ridiculous but proud of myself, I can say that it left on paper or on the web a few words with a certain scale.

I'm not good with goodbyes, I'm not even sure that we can never really say goodbye to someone about something for the little that we are masters of the imponderable threads of our lives.

certainly continue to write and when this will happen again when I know what I mean and why, and be first / the first that will let you know.

For the rest I thank all those who have dabbled in these pages.

Who has a comment to those who merely read simply, who became a friend, a friend, who told me his, who has made his life and despite this blog ended up in there.

Brother