tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-217340452024-03-18T22:50:37.752-07:00Cannibal Roses"Welcome to a world of a strange girl, where anything is possible, where images reflect feelings, where the heart loves and the soul laughs."My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.comBlogger187125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-50022423511654792372013-04-14T12:04:00.000-07:002013-04-14T12:04:14.865-07:00ASK ME A QUESTIONHey everyone! well, I just wanted to let you know that anyone can ask me questions.<br />
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I promise I will respond anything you want.<br />
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Take care! and have lots of fun!<br />
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Hi everyone! I got my Necomimi ears after waiting for so long! I wish I could take a picture but I am sick and I look horrible..oh and my hair is bright pink so you would be surprised.</div>
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I spoiled myself and my prince yesterday.. we went out to eat and I bought a WoW figurine! and some Evangelion chopsticks.. </div>
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I felt like such a nerd getting all excited and looking for figurines to buy. </div>
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Well, I found this cute blog of a girl that I really loved her makeup.. and since I am running out of my make up I decided to buy the one recommended.. I love how cute they are and cheap! here's and example:</div>
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On that note I really miss my goth lolita dresses, they really look cute on me. Oh well, I guess I should start being a more normal girl. </div>
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BUT NIT TODAY! cause my ears are wiggling and that's awesome!</div>
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I am almost 6 months in a relationship with my dear prince. New and maybe frighting things are coming our way but we will totally conquer!<br />
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TOODLES!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-39958912956607602572012-05-19T23:15:00.003-07:002012-05-19T23:15:52.495-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After so long I have no drama and more happiness.<br />
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I am now a month with my beloved Andy, and I love him so much!<br />
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I've been drawing even more and my inspiration goes to the heavens!<br />
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I hope everyone around is happy....OH! and BTW I've been baking! so much delicious cakes!<br />
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:P ^_^ BYE BYE<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-86050330195359238692012-02-17T10:53:00.004-08:002012-02-17T11:22:04.198-08:00Thoughts of Cosplay<a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/150/d/7/aph_uk_ii_by_metalguppy-d3hl4pw.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 543px; height: 810px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/150/d/7/aph_uk_ii_by_metalguppy-d3hl4pw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Well, recently I have had the necessity to make cosplays.. I am thinking that once I get myself very well organized, I must make a cosplay...a really good one this time.<br /><br />I may not be the most beautiful women in my entire house, nor the best built one....but hey! I can at least look good with a wig.<br /><br />problems with building/making a good cosplay.... MONEY. yes, that monetary wall that prevents somethings to occur.. but oh well, improvisation is my forte. My house has so many things to offer, and I have friends that I know that may help me locate things.<br /><br />My first mission is to get my wigs.. I'm quite sure the blonde one is arriving sooner that expected, its in san francisco apparently or just got out of there yesterday. The white silver one is yet to know.<br /><br />Second thing is to grab the wig, run to my room.. put on my nice looking pants, the button shirt, the vest and totally rock the look for the day. Yes, I AM EXCITED.<br /><br />Third... wait for the silver wig.. and see what should I wear with it<br />*stares at the free clothes pile, decides to dive in later*<br /><br />AAAAAND I think that's about it... FYI that picture is found in this article: <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">http://techgnotic.deviantart.com/journal/Cosplay-From-Fandom-to-Identity-284042598?utm_source=elnino&utm_medium=messagecenter&utm_campaign=021612_NET_Cosplay&utm_term=button</span><br style="font-style: italic;"></span><br />I would love to dress up like that someday.. it would be so fun.<br /><br /><br /><br />For today the only thing to do is give my attention to Creed.... I've been so off recently, he deserves to tolerate me just for fun and giggles. ^_^ :P<br /><br /><br />Sayo!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-1396612691802736952012-02-16T09:22:00.003-08:002012-02-16T10:15:43.517-08:00Creativity and Finally Freedom<a href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/043/8/7/01_by_blackcatshooter-d4pgbr0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 593px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/043/8/7/01_by_blackcatshooter-d4pgbr0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I am great need of making something.. yet I do not have the materials or I just don't know where they are in the huge house where I now live in. I don't feel too comfortable to start randomly asking people if someone has a male vest...or any supplies that could help me build a cosplay.<br /><br />Anyway that aside, I actually feel free today.. sleeping alone with music last night helped me very much.<br /><br />I recently had a huge terrifying mind confusion, and of course it had to do with boys. BUT! now everything is at ease... I have a dear friend for whom I hope things stay that way, I could even consider him my best friend at the moment. On the other hand I have a very sympathetic boy that's been trying to make me smile every second with bizarre stories and silliness.<br /><br />I have committed stupid things these past days, yet I do not regret doing so. But now I have to put myself together, I have finally decided and I am keeping my dear freakishly silly man: he who inspires me to talk more about my world and who makes me curious of his traveling adventures that I hope I can be part of someday, or even go to those places by myself.<br /><br />I have now nothing to hide... I kissed, I talked way too much for the moment and I twirled around like a spirit in a magical realm where an oracle would be taunting the gods..<br /><br />I may not actually be the immortal being that has 1722 years old... but I am the girl that wants to keep things in peace, cause no harm.. and have no misunderstandings and confusions for quite a while longer..<br /><br />Thank you to both men for your interest in someone as confused and scared as me. Even if not read by any of you, my intentions are true.<br /><br />I write because I just can't try and say it again with the best words.. hope this can be understood if not just knock at 213 and I can be as rough as I can.<br /><br />"the kiss in the morning....yes, that kiss before you departed... was the kiss that made my head clear."<br /><br /><br />I hope I actually can spread my wings and smile in my next dream...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:78%;">~* Drawing by http://blackcatshooter.deviantart.com/<br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-69770749480142615982012-02-15T21:24:00.003-08:002012-02-16T09:18:00.791-08:00To her...<a href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs44/i/2009/074/7/3/Paulette_by_onnellinen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 402px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs44/i/2009/074/7/3/Paulette_by_onnellinen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">First of all..I would like to indicate that what is written is a translation of something I wrote so long ago. </span></span><br /><br />She....<br /><br />Likes to get her feet and hands wet as the rain slowly falls, yet she does not like to be completely wet without a sweatshirt<br /><br />She prefers to cry when there's no light<br /><br />Likes to watch old films that some people forget..<br /><br />She likes being curious...<br /><br />likes to wet her lips with the drops of water that remain at the tip of her fingers.<br /><br />likes to watch people as she walks in the street...<br /><br />Hates that someone is attracted to another person and such person never tells them their feelings, but she is afraid of love.<br /><br />Hates being used by convenience.<br />Admires writers... even if she is horrible with her English grammar<br />Admires mysteries and horror<br /><br />Likes to see her hair go crazy, and is curious to see how it looks long.<br /><br />She loves imagining she is wearing a dress and that she has nice legs..even though she mostly can't wear dresses<br /><br />loves vintage dresses, gothic dresses, elegant dresses.<br /><br />likes to believe that someone thinks of her, even if it's not true.<br /><br />loves to walk at night...something in her creates limitless imagination and makes her want to dance.<br /><br />hates being looked at as she was an insect.<br /><br />Loves to have her backpack beside her.<br /><br />and she would love that someone would secretly get close to her and kiss her cheek for an unknown reason......<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:78%;">*Photo by http://onnellinen.deviantart.com/</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-50964434181284937472012-01-07T18:27:00.003-08:002012-01-07T18:34:41.274-08:00*face palm/ head desk* mroww<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnVegWhYnS4/Twj_wLFmo4I/AAAAAAAAAmc/BJfPtze_QYk/s1600/un_problema_intrigante_by_theluckynine-d4lkzc6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnVegWhYnS4/Twj_wLFmo4I/AAAAAAAAAmc/BJfPtze_QYk/s400/un_problema_intrigante_by_theluckynine-d4lkzc6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695082931885089666" border="0" /></a><br /><p>Have you ever been scared....I mean terrified of opening your heart to someone other than friends.. like...I mean.. REALLY open your heart to another person that can be more than a friend?</p><p> </p><p>well... I must say. I am terrified.. yes TERRIFIED!</p><p>AAAAAnd the world seems to send me all those people to tell me that I should also dedicate my life to other than family and friends, meaning to actually start forming my own family and all that shinaningans. They actually don't tell me this literally (only one uncle did) but it's in between all the lines and weird (yet funny) signals.</p><p> </p><p>Ok Ok.. OK! I said it. oh...um.. well, yeah.. and there's something in that statement that bothers me even more.. I am a person... that well.. hasn't been in a city more than 7 years since I was 10 or 11?...and my family lives in another city..so I travel a lot. I think you got the message...I REALLY DON'T THINK I WILL EVER SETTLE! and yeah... that's what has been haunting me lately..</p><p> </p><p>and if I do find a guy.. he better not be a complete pain or an idiot. just saying...I've had enough of those.</p><p> </p><p>I know, I know.. "dude, wth with this girl?, she wants attention..blah blah blah" ...what ever, like I care LOL. I just had to ask for any advice... and didn't know who to ask exactly. so.. yeah. I made a note...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/299/3/f/Head_desk___Forkke_by_NeoSlashott.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 239px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/299/3/f/Head_desk___Forkke_by_NeoSlashott.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a></p><p><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-47421108481118130222011-12-12T07:23:00.002-08:002011-12-12T07:51:52.837-08:00New discoveries.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/346/a/a/kiss_from_a_rose_by_lieveheersbeestje-d4ivrvp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 700px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/346/a/a/kiss_from_a_rose_by_lieveheersbeestje-d4ivrvp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Well I just found out I am apparently considered a plus size model... and that's interesting considering I'm a size 5 - 7.<br /><br />It's just sad that that's plus size.. cause I may be considered 'normal' or even thinner than normal.. and actual plus size women feel bad to see that my size or a size more are what to be expected for them (I know, my mom is one of those women that is more than a size 9)<br /><br />AND I just found out that maybe the whole modelling thing will change soon. which is nice in my opinion.<br /><br />noooow something different.. 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I wanna be a tattooed bikini model now! >_< if only...<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-82518388318917873192011-12-05T21:02:00.005-08:002012-02-17T11:42:19.061-08:00DA tag :P<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/339/f/5/hs___yellow_tech_by_pikagirl65neo-d4i9iam.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 577px; height: 329px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/339/f/5/hs___yellow_tech_by_pikagirl65neo-d4i9iam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Hi, well it's been a while... I've been working hard on my thesis and I finally think I finished ^_^<br /><br />so.. anyway, I got tagged by a friend on DA. and I have to answer these questions:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1) What's your favorite pony? ----></span> pony?? um I don't remember the my little ponies' name, it's been a while since I actually saw or played with one (15 years I bet)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2) Everyday you're.... </span>hungry!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3) Vampire or werewolf?</span> depends on the sexiness?? hehe ok ok.. vampire, since they live long and are not hairy, and NO the twilight ones aren't vampires, they're fairies!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4) Ninja or Pirate?</span> darn.. um a ninja pirate!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5) Zombie or Alien?</span> Zombie<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6) Wasn't that an efficient way to waste 3 questions? </span> Yes, yes it was xD<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">7) Favorite subject in school. </span>hmm I have no school anymore, until further notice, but in all my career, I would say herpetology or entomology<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">8) Favorite media of art</span> hmm.. photography<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9) What do you think of Skyrim?</span> I don't know what that is...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10) Do you play League of Legends?</span> yes, I play LoL... :P<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">picture<br /></span><h1 style="margin-top:-4px"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="by">by</span> ~<a class="u" href="http://pikagirl65neo.deviantart.com/">pikagirl65neo</a></span></h1><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-67854594599553167772011-10-31T17:51:00.002-07:002011-10-31T18:01:57.904-07:00Ready for action<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YA3I5k3ego/Tq9EcN_WeLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AmR_z-wgk4g/s1600/Ramona_strong_ender-1-.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 79px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YA3I5k3ego/Tq9EcN_WeLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AmR_z-wgk4g/s400/Ramona_strong_ender-1-.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669825707465144498" border="0" /></a><br />I'm getting ready to pump it up! literally I'm gonna go crazy... but I shall finish that thesis!! and I'll have a huge hammer to knock everyone out of my way!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-86498403817867977682011-09-11T09:30:00.003-07:002011-09-11T10:14:52.289-07:00Weird engagement thoughts.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iiJGlpoFGHQ/TmzrbnZzhHI/AAAAAAAAAlo/mGAsyoFfE68/s1600/dessert_by_excez.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iiJGlpoFGHQ/TmzrbnZzhHI/AAAAAAAAAlo/mGAsyoFfE68/s400/dessert_by_excez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651150492109341810" border="0" /></a><br />Sometimes I think to myself..<br /><br />"I think it would be much better if I were married...."<br />then, I stare at my fingers, I look at my rings, I look all around..<br />and I get up and go get some chocolate or anything that has chocolate in or on it.<br /><br />I start eating it, I look at my dessert...then I say:<br />"But I don't even have a boyfriend!" and start laughing all the way back to the table where I was sitting before.<br /><br />I look again my dessert and then look at the laptop monitor right in front of me.<br />Then out of nowhere I see a post of Portal engagement rings...I obviously think they are awesome!<br /><br />I sit there again, look at my fingers and still eating the chocolate delicatessen.<br />I see my face in a reflection, smile and say:<br /><br />"meh! I still have many to do, no time for boyfriend and friends at the same time anyway. And who would want to keep up with a girl that travels so much! likes anime, rock n roll music, frogs, and to dress up. Besides, I would need a traveler too, and that's already hard! oh well..."<br /><br />I look at my last bits of dessert and smile again, just to say:<br /><br />" MY GOD! I need more delicious chocolate before I keep on with my work! "<br /><br />I laugh all the way mumbling a song I just invented for the love I have for chocolate. And I forget all about what I said before.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:78%;">picture by </span><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >http://excez.deviantart.com/</span></blockquote></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-48190782742297921952011-09-10T11:12:00.002-07:002011-09-10T11:52:05.002-07:00Smile ^_^Everyday seems like I have lots to do...yet I stress tons for so little, so it's not much.<br />I decided to work hard and have days to collect to memories with my friends.<br />So much thing seems to await this 9th and last semester.<br /><br />I look forward with a smile, even if sick, with people yelling at me (like the other day that someone yelled a rude NO when I asked if they needed help, still helped anyway hahaha).<br /><br />Finding new friends, keeping close my old friends and enjoying every second of my life.<br /><br />I miss that other city because of who lives there...those people that made me feel at home.<br /><br />I will see them someday, sooner or later. But now, I must smile and enjoy what I have her<br /><br />so.... who wants to go out and play?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1o6UYjyv1Oc/TmuxpUICpsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GRkkeTw9zNY/s1600/Smile_by_Crysa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1o6UYjyv1Oc/TmuxpUICpsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/GRkkeTw9zNY/s400/Smile_by_Crysa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650805480801609410" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-40427603521724143032011-09-04T12:19:00.003-07:002011-09-04T12:57:21.003-07:00Thinking about...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAjRPjszB4k/TmPUAvDavwI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8Bk1uWfeMCk/s1600/curious_kitten_by_sventine-d48tprs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAjRPjszB4k/TmPUAvDavwI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8Bk1uWfeMCk/s400/curious_kitten_by_sventine-d48tprs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648591466748624642" border="0" /></a>
<br />Though I have lots of work I have been hanging out with my BFF and another really good friend of mine.
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<br />Been thinking lots about my future and also I hope it comes out as I see it ^_^
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<br />I also hope I get a kitty or a puppy in the future and a good job that helps my career.
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<br />wish me luck!
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-4915676678990619322011-07-18T08:45:00.003-07:002011-07-18T08:54:27.617-07:00Such sweet sorrow...<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-weight: bold;">Something I read by </span><p style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://fantasydreams46.deviantart.com/#/d3zp4dt" target="_blank">Fantasydreams46</a>. <br /></p></i><br /><i><p><span style="font-weight: bold;">And I just wanted to share it, besides I actually feel the same way when I part. </span></p></i><br /></div><i><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOrsAviLACU/TiRWkEQVmsI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0EwNsMLY3qQ/s1600/such_sweet_sorrow_by_fantasydreams46-d3zp4dt.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOrsAviLACU/TiRWkEQVmsI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0EwNsMLY3qQ/s400/such_sweet_sorrow_by_fantasydreams46-d3zp4dt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630720611737508546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">CONVERSATION: </span><br /><br />Tell me about something that made you sad.</i><br /><br />Uh. Okay. Let me think. [Pause] I was sad when I sent you to the airport in San Antonio. That made me sad… You leaving again made me sad.<br /><br /><i>Yeah. That made me sad, too. Parting is always sad, but you know what's worse? It always gets better. The first couple times, you're like—she's leaving, I'm so sad I'm going to cry. And then, after a long time, you get used to it. That is sad.</i><br /><br />Yeah. I understand.<br /><br /><i>Mm. Let's sleep now.</i><br /><br />Okay.<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />She fell into a slumber quickly. I soon heard her gentle and rhythmic breathing next to me. But I stayed awake to ponder her words. Did parting really get easier as time went by?<br /><br />I don't think so. If else, I feel that it gets harder. More painful each time to see her turn her back on me and walk away. It's just that I've gotten stronger, and I've learned to smile when I wave goodbye. And cry later.<br /><br /><i>Parting is such sweet sorrow</i>? Shakespeare, you dumbass. Parting is sorrow, and sorrow only.<br /><br /><br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br />Thanks for reading.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-59941076503019198682011-07-13T11:39:00.003-07:002011-07-13T11:44:57.899-07:00New things<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6fHCsdLDTc/Th3ncK_AtpI/AAAAAAAAAik/f-2o5IoJ3cA/s1600/hello__bro__by_terribly-d3g85lt.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G6fHCsdLDTc/Th3ncK_AtpI/AAAAAAAAAik/f-2o5IoJ3cA/s400/hello__bro__by_terribly-d3g85lt.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628909580453983890" border="0" /></a><br />New things are coming to my world...and I think the world is actually smiling at me while hiding behind a tree! ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-91726756440698766332011-06-22T12:16:00.003-07:002011-06-22T12:26:50.383-07:00Thoughts.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ziUKP9qOxD4/TgJBpdyDX0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/o2AJN767XhY/s1600/profil2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ziUKP9qOxD4/TgJBpdyDX0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/o2AJN767XhY/s400/profil2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621127465536806722" border="0" /></a><br />2011 seems to be the year where I can be myself more, where the changes are showing, where adventure starts and maybe where my future will be known.<br /><br />So many things in my head: Love, Stress, Work, Happiness, Curiosity and Friendship.<br /><br />My journey started at the begging of this year, where will it end?<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-28258954423051413652011-02-21T23:17:00.004-08:002011-02-21T23:53:05.013-08:00The Dance..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja0Y8tM3Ksk/TWNptQHKu5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/wX-DLDgx_f8/s1600/ce3b44574455c1ca73a7b98672271d52.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja0Y8tM3Ksk/TWNptQHKu5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/wX-DLDgx_f8/s400/ce3b44574455c1ca73a7b98672271d52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576416989754866578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After a long day and tired thoughts</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was wishing I could sleep and trance.</div><div style="text-align: center;">But out of the blue, as no one knows,</div><div style="text-align: center;">a friend asked me go to dance.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She struggled much, she struggled deep</div><div style="text-align: center;">until my will accepted thee, </div><div style="text-align: center;">so I went to her place and got ready</div><div style="text-align: center;">for a different night I was not ready.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We got to the dance, I was surprised</div><div style="text-align: center;">to see many people dancing aside.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And for my fortune I could say</div><div style="text-align: center;">I even started to like my day.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I met a boy, with gorgeous eyes</div><div style="text-align: center;">and he teached me how to move my feet.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The music played and I with ease </div><div style="text-align: center;">could dance fairly good indeed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I danced as if I danced for hours</div><div style="text-align: center;">even felt I flew into the air..</div><div style="text-align: center;">well of course I smelled like flowers</div><div style="text-align: center;">and the scent spread from my hair..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Danced with many, danced for long</div><div style="text-align: center;">I even felt to sing a song.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I could not take away from my mind </div><div style="text-align: center;">that single boy that made me fly..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I met him there, we got along</div><div style="text-align: center;">he even stayed after all those songs.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We went back together </div><div style="text-align: center;">we sat together.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Since that day I have had a crush</div><div style="text-align: center;">for that boy who made me blush.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-59497175163487472452010-10-25T17:23:00.004-07:002010-10-25T17:40:07.228-07:00Love Prevails Death<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/TMYih6JIgWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/6OL9bomRxxc/s1600/Romance_by_Iardacil.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/TMYih6JIgWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/6OL9bomRxxc/s400/Romance_by_Iardacil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532147158209823074" /></a><br />At the end of my bed, she stands,<br />Darker then the shadows<br />Moonlight pulling her innocent face <div><br />From the darkness behind<br />What secrets hide behind her face?<br />Carved perfection like a mask<br />For all eternity in a minute passing <div><br />Our eyes locked in a stare<br />Deep within my chest<br />My heart beats in rhythm<br />Like a thousand drums <div><br />While all the while<br />Her eyes stare cold<br />Sparkling like set diamonds<br />She has me totally under her control <div><br />A hunger for lust burns within<br />Meanwhile her white silken gown<br />Flutters in the cool night breeze<br />From whence my entranced eyes <div><br />Break from hers; to admire her body<br />Her breasts, partially visible<br />Behind the translucent silk of her gown<br />Her smooth, soft skin the look of satin <div><br />White as fresh fallen snow<br />My mind, a torrent, a sea of emotions<br />Shallow fear yet I'm strangely calm<br />She walks toward me <div><br />Her beauty becoming<br />More apparent upon each step<br />But who is this mysterious stranger <div>Who graces my presence thus? </div><div><br />Her hand runs down my face<br />I try to speak but her finger<br />Silences my words<br />"Hush, speak only with your heart" <div><br />The words fall from her mouth<br />In whispered tones<br />Her touch feels cold as stone<br />As her arms wind round <div><br />My body like entwining ivy<br />Her fingers run sensuously<br />Through my long hair<br />She stares into my eyes again <div><br />Looking deep within<br />To my mind and soul<br />Her lips pout and glisten<br />In the moonlight <div><br />Oh how I want to kiss them<br />Passionately as my hands explore<br />Her body of sheer perfection<br />She stands up before me <div><br />Her gown drops to the floor <div>To fall at her feet<br />Her crimson lips form a smile<br />My pulse racing ever faster <div><br />My blood rushes round my veins<br />Like ten thousand wild horses<br />Our bodies embrace like entwined ivy<br />In each other's loving arms<div><br />The pure naked innocence <div>If this incredible passion could last forever<br />I would never look back beyond this night<br />Her moist luscious lips press <div><br />Firmly against mine<br />As I run my hands up<br />And down her back<br />Her tongue runs over my cheek <div><br />And down my neck<br />When I feel a sudden<br />Bolt of piercing pain<br />My body fills with a gradual weakening <div><br />My strength waning as she sucks from my neck<br />I fall back toward my bed<br />Barely able to move<br />I look to her and see blood <div><br />Drip from her mouth<br />Her eyes glow with an iridescent<br />Electric blue like the full moon<br />In the black satin night sky <div><br />She licks the blood lusciously<br />From her crimson lips<br />Her teeth long as canines<br />From a wolves mouth <div><br />Rapidly it becomes apparent<br />That this angelic vision<br />That stood before me<br />In the darkness of my room <div><br />Is nothing more<br />Than an animal of the night<br />A predatory vampire with<br />An insatiable hunger for blood <div><br />Fear courses through my body<br />For my very own mortality<br />Death seems only<br />A matter of heartbeats away <div><br />This creature before me<br />Still so beautiful in her human form<br />Yet now adorned with a demon face<br />She looks at me with a calming smile <div><br />Let fall these words I speak to you<br />Listen and you will learn<br />"You are now a vampire like myself<br />A demon creature of this eternal night <div><br />You shall live forever"<br />Her first intention was to kill me<br />And leave my blood-drained corpse behind<br />But her love for me prevailed.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-style: italic; ">-By Peter "Morpyre" Turner </span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-47309912974250395852010-05-11T16:39:00.000-07:002010-05-11T16:42:32.768-07:00The clover...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S-nrFagqO7I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xA3qMVLwdXY/s1600/The_Clovers_by_nyu.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S-nrFagqO7I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xA3qMVLwdXY/s400/The_Clovers_by_nyu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470161700666358706" /></a><br /><br /><br />~~ Just a little message thats says the truth ~~<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-62831774466579566242010-04-28T14:54:00.002-07:002010-04-28T14:59:36.004-07:00PLAY<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S9iu3yPD5EI/AAAAAAAAAeI/t0IC2fRUW2o/s1600/The_Music_Notes_Play_by_KuwiRules145.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S9iu3yPD5EI/AAAAAAAAAeI/t0IC2fRUW2o/s400/The_Music_Notes_Play_by_KuwiRules145.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465310421215077442" /></a><br /><br /><br />Just play the music.. and let me fly..with a big smile..<br /><br /><br /><blockquote><em>"Friends are such a great thing... there like music you can't live without it..."</blockquote></em><br /><br /><br />turn up the volume°°<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-12901393204971187982010-04-21T17:31:00.001-07:002010-04-21T17:33:02.648-07:00hope..<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S8-Y-GO7YLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ozILtCFXbVo/s1600/HOPE_by_Licks_Ninjas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S8-Y-GO7YLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ozILtCFXbVo/s400/HOPE_by_Licks_Ninjas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462753065616236722" /></a><br /><br />I still have hope...<br /><br />I love you... so much...<br /><br />*I wish I wish with all my heart*<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-22248260051688041822010-04-14T18:54:00.004-07:002011-07-04T21:28:02.149-07:00ShHh...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S8ZyVxALB4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZccU5LJlVBs/s1600/__Xdown_Mute_and_blind___by_rannsama.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S8ZyVxALB4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/ZccU5LJlVBs/s400/__Xdown_Mute_and_blind___by_rannsama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460177316490184578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />~~ Silence little lamb.. silence little thing..<br />People always say all those nasty things...<br />just be quite little monster don't let them catch you..<br />you won't like them to do so... I'll just watch you...<br /><br />Silence little beauty, silence like a mime...<br />Look at them with those eyes that always have to shine...<br />be so tender, be so sweet.. be a little cupcake thing..<br />be yourself and give a smile.. so you can pass silently.<br /><br />You're so beautiful..you're so sweet... thanks for giving me everything...<br /><br />My life now shines...my life's so sweet...<br />thank you little girl for everything..<br /><br />Now show your voice...<br />now show your love...<br />now look at all and sing a song...<br /><br />now little girl...now little thing..<br />be yourself..a happy girl that can sing...<br /><br />n_n<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-11144078987337261452010-04-12T13:46:00.002-07:002010-04-12T13:53:33.584-07:00I'm Back to this blog..<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S8OINL-SCRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/edM28aY9LrU/s1600/b9380caef8a847e6dbbc9215173f111f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/S8OINL-SCRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/edM28aY9LrU/s400/b9380caef8a847e6dbbc9215173f111f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459356933436868882" /></a><br /><br /><br />many many days have pass since I left this blog..<br /><br />talking about love and kisses..<br /><br />well looks like there are no kisses for me anymore...<br /><br />but there is and always will be love in my heart...<br /><br />__________________<br /><br />How can you believe in someone when there breaking with you..but they don't wanna go away?<br /><br />thats what happend to me.. but he's the loser here...so I'll always have a smile and a cute one indeed..I won a new adventure n_n<br /><br />_____________________________________<br /><br /><br />Music is one of many things that are worthy of being in our lives...<br /><br />who ever hates it is kinda insane!<br /><br />hehe.. <br />-----<br /><br /><br />welcome me back to the blog scent...welcome back everyone who visited this place and still visits and takes a peak...<br /><br />I'll write tommorrow.. the thing is what?<div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21734045.post-79182169779085054672008-12-20T20:02:00.003-08:002008-12-20T20:08:16.090-08:00Like a doll..<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/SU3AKnqTvDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lGojXMmgEMk/s1600-h/gothic_anGEL.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282089226653121586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCt2BWSZV2U/SU3AKnqTvDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lGojXMmgEMk/s400/gothic_anGEL.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>Like a doll I am to you...</p><p>You treat me so sweet...</p><p>so tender and unique..</p><p> </p><p>I do love you... </p><p>and you love me...</p><p> </p><p>I'm your dearest treasure....</p><p>so unique...</p><p> </p><p>You grab me so sweet..</p><p>you kiss me so deep...</p><p>you bite my flesh oh so tender...</p><p>you make me tremble..</p><p> </p><p>I am your doll..</p><p>your sweet gorgeus and beatiful doll-</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Algo mio..si lo deseas disfrutar... adelante aunque realmente no creo..... soy una mujer tonta que espera el momento correcto para suicidarse.....lo unico malo es que siempre hay alguien cuidandome....& realmente lo deseo besar...</div>My Dearest....http://www.blogger.com/profile/05688032610881898262noreply@blogger.com0