5 Month Old Baby With A Horrible Cough

correspondence

the first post I have in my inbox jennifer is broken. it made me remember how much constant correspondence keep sacredly with that woman. I remembered her last night because walking near his house at a time no longer spent most buses and the subway was closed. a few hours ago he left his home in questionable condition, but with abs of steel because so much laughter and happiness. Thanks to Daniel and his antics, of course, for which tune my guitar to have a live set soon, hopefully in my home. It turned out that I looked in my mail, there was much correspondence with the name of Jennifer Abbot and found pages and pages. I got to review the cellular and oh! message her everywhere. I will not refer to the content of these messages, it may be dangerous because of the large family hass that grows every day ... but those like "the embassy" has been remarkable, or "champions-ooo-one" with the laughs as she struts by providence with a happy face. since we began to read one, this friendship became much more entertaining. and when I call to ask to be connected because I copuchar and she tells me that coal is pouring into your computer scratch, but he remembered me and wanted to write. I read an email on March 9, which praised the Tibetan monk who lives in me, which I abuse to understand this strange woman, which is the year they ask, as my grandmother, but I love. then another, February 7, wherein I tell the story of the gift that I brought from Puerto Madryn, because even walking in full summer, I remembered it and I could go on telling a lot of private things - which will not - but which are evident in our sacred letters, messages and psychic adventure, in which we guess conundrum, as the pinch under the table in view and considering what happened in front of our faces ... this seems like a declaration of love, but it is not. although they could say that I love this woman even maverick, oligophrenic, misguided, absolutely lost, stubborn as her own and all those things but on the other side is a compendium of virtues, I am writing because now she is happy, at last, deserves and at the bottom of all this publicity is to put a bag of guilt over his men eventually prevent him from batting.

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The Andrea believes that glad day will never arrive. Expect them to come to her and Soledad and all others who hope that the happy day arrives and will not be ever. I listen quietly banned the songs before, the painful and give me no pity, or nostalgia. Which made me tremble before now I have the same effect: there are things that definitely do not change. Ni over the years. Neither the five years that have elapsed coming and going, between laughter and bottomless grief. I hear these songs with headphones on so they do not belong to another, to remain here in my memories and new memories. That sounds strange, no? I then will remember, this works as a prediction. Jen would look at me suspiciously and then fear, constantly guessing after this last time, even though his desire to deceive, which failed. And as I saw the photo of the child with mask that Andrea took in Brazil this summer, when all decided to migrate to happier lands, I remember the happy days we introduced last night with Jen, for all of us. Daniela and Sofia, who is already happy, but you can always more. To Jen above all, is not convinced, but I doubt I will be glad ... that finally learn the lesson? Perhaps such injury took its toll. We sang happy last night, while I was eating pizza and she smoked the last cigarette you have left, before I was twenty, when they leave the service to age quietly. And then we remember Daniel, for whom we also expect the happy day that will scare the sadness of a good time and return it to us radiant, like all other days, better than the latter. And Sophie and I remembered that "since he began to drink and smoking became another person. " The only joy that was caused by smoking and alcohol were my best discoveries. And a slap that reminded us what finally unites us. It was the only sad animated conversation last night, but who cares. If we come together to take away all the pain and gave us so successful, that I even took him suspicious. As I look sideways is a bad habit that cost removal work, but it does not bother me like before ...

Breasts Broken Blood Vessels

happy day St. Kitts late in the social pages

fear and terror in the cable car ....

and then the picnic