Spots On French Bulldog

souffleaucoeur @ 2011-01-27T14: 23:00

"little crush on the train, metro, bus, airplane ..." reads a page from Facebook, and I wonder. Am I a fan? 7 of my friends are. Now that is to have things in common . We all fell in love with strangers, wow. It's funny because it's true. It's funny because I too would pass.

little I fell in love this morning. This would not be remarkable, but, hey, it's the first time that small since I'm in love ... "8 years? Yes, a small fish that was swimming, I liked that guy and saw him on the bus, twice in the pool. The numbers are invented, the memories. Probably too.

The other men and women have loved a big way, without mercy. And knowingly, and see you. I was going

my sainted mother to the dentist. I have 24 years. But my mother accompanied me to the dentist, because a small little needle would go through my gums. And I, I get dizzy. I am a sadistic full time, but the needles, ai, make me a weak part-time.
So I took my mother to pick up my body, like last time, which was only able to get me out of that room in a wheelchair and oxygen. E

we were on our street and he appeared! You describe your face
happy life, but I do not remember. He wore one of those Russian hats to cover their ears. He wore a brown wallet sure smelled of leather (fake leather, I hope that was not a murderer of animals). He stopped buttoning his coat, we are below zero. And it was short, but I do not care. I'm also short, so I can not get to demand in this regard. Better, so fit in my bed in my arms, and so fit in my belly. Wanting to adopt. He wanted to come with me.
And you know how these things go. Heart stops, or up into the mouth, or twisting it stings.
And I stare. But steadily. For 5 seconds. 5 seconds is something that is written very fast, took only about a quarter of a line, but hey. Still. Count 5 seconds. 1 seconds


2 seconds 3 seconds 4 seconds

5 seconds
All the while he stared, like a lost little animal. A flame. And he looked at me. But not romantic movie. But why do I see in this strange way this girl?
And I stood still on the street, I wanted to go back, and I thought that if he had no appointment at the dentist would haunt him until he had further. And there, still, I followed him with her eyes.

I discuss with my mother because she says she entered the yellow awning. I say he entered the building, who lives there, sure, come on. My mother says it has to be representative of sports. WHAT, MOM? I desperately
way to reconnect. Because this man (I say I was a kid, my mother says it was a man) is my future husband, and damn, it was before I could tell.

and disappeared. In the yellow awning on the building in the bar who knows.

And I get home, fast asleep with his mouth, and I get the urge to test the effects of this anesthesia hammering nails. It's fun. But I can only think that I have hunger hunger hunger and I can not eat or drink within several hours. And looking for some motherly comfort tell mother
"I do not never see again.
And hey, I'm a girl, if I say something like that is for the other person answer me ssssí Women, this city is very small for two who love. However
answer me, Malamadre,
"Not really. Stroke