is a see you soon. Because things change and people too.
When I read and I read to myself, except the last entries. I need to start over, no, does not mean I forget about me. Means to remove the thoughts of a young Senora add matures.
Farewell, why not.
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Okay, this is not a matter for anything, but I have not much to tell (unless of course you want to bore you with my usual nonsense haha) I want some people to understand some things. But do not take it to heart.
God is subliminal imagery.
God is something people invent to keep all that remains: faith in themselves. It is then invent a being that can do everything and ask, for heaven's sake, help them succeed. When this happens, they believe their prayers were indeed answered, but no, this "imaginary person" were themselves simply helps them to have value in themselves. As a lifeguard helps you float, ask for something to tie you to God is a miracle happen. Come on, things happen ...
If there is one thing I hate is that people say "Thank God" No, thank god my panties, everything that thank God people did it with their own efforts. The food on the table is the result of 8 hours in the office, for example.
And hate to say that God is so good and what they want, if it is so good and there really is no poverty Why? How many people die each day? (Okay, we have to die, but not quartered does it?) Why are natural disasters? Why do you have to kiss your ass for something good to happen? If good, would do things the way that nobody suffered too much and not ask anything in return.
The church is just a government conspiracy. (Or against it, whatever) Someday, you all my children, I understand.
end of my post saying: Things happen, because they have to go through, "capish?
thousand years ago have not written here.
And there is much to tell you I do not know where to start. Unfortunately no
things too good, and if viewed from a perspective that's not mine, not much really interesting. But are things I care about me.
I spent a year (8.3), under a bit of my average, but who cares, 4 / 10 is not too do you? especially telling you take a five on a bi-monthly. Did you know that is the first time in my 16 years I'm in ninth grade? Man, I'm Great (h)
I got sick. In fact I almost comatose oo, well the thing is this: I fell down the stairs, I fainted, did not react, I began to convulse, I was taken to hospital, country & # 233; there one night. Then they sent me the neurologist and he said it's called Status , and that is a bald frog hair before the comma, I have with sedatives and not sure what else. I spend the day sleeping, which I DO NOT like.
saw my dad! Well, I talked with him or anything (not so lucky ...) but my mother parked the car right behind Ely'm pretty sure know who I am, we stare just before boarding ... but do they know? My father is old ... has more gray hair than my grandma (of course, barring that my grandmother often paint hahaha). And do not ask me why I was so excited just to have seen, the last time I saw him I was 6.
My mother ruined my holiday T_T I got summer school ... bah, it would not since I left elementary school, how dare you? But hey, equal and take something good to go ... What? I do not know, but something I have to get hahaha. They are only 4 weeks. Ha and the school is like the last time I saw her, only now I do not go on the swings hahaha. Very small.
And yes, my mother and I still have no work, in fact, I was forbidden to work ... OK, here nor do I know that flies stung him. It's a miracle that has internet which I have cut the telephone line.
Vale ... I promised not to say this but ... my blog is not it? haha, that bad ... But if Extrañoa Santiago, I accept it. Look who we met only twice and we believe that not a month is enough to remember the time we were together ... fuck if I'm corny right?. But hey, no way, so I think I am and I can not change me .... My mother thinks so too hahaha.
And I have not written a line of my novel a month ago also my pc also died (though I think it revived) and deleted my file, blessed the day that you post on the blog holy shit that gave me a shot, really.
Ahm ... I think I'm missing something ... that was? Oh yeah, I'm getting old! T_T 16. _. sound too.
know that I love Xoxo
Mir.
