Translation reasons
Well I know some translate doujinshi, not something from another world, I mean I'm still monolingual and translate with the help of online translators, Who has not passed him that wants to read a inglésy doujinshi and is in say, when you take into English? It may be that between now and 3 years or never, sometimes people do not bother to translate, either because the couple do not like or is unpopular.
Well, I tell you I like the couples as "fashionable" or "popular", and I found that very few of the couples that I like in English, and few in English (how Japanese abound in Chinese), so one day I said enough and grabbed , a doujinshi in English, the translator of google and I started with my work, I think the reason was the doujinshi especially the English rising inthenightshade2000 on youtube, my favorite couple of the moment was lavixallen D . Gray-man ... (Do not know how you might like Yull), well I saw the videos and something was born inside me, I borrowed some doujinshi wash to English I found out there, without taking the credits and publishing ... I started to upload videos made with doujinshi, I eventually came to end ... was not material, so with much effort, I translated my first full doujinshi (before I tried but I failed a few pages), and started to climb ... I think it has become like a vice, because I started to look more doujinshi and found in French ... and also translated from French, for those who have read my translations are understandable, they are not so bad ... I try to do my job well, also cleaning, although I must admit I prefer cleaning doujin to translate ... and translate that to the videos, is tiring and stressful.
Why do it? Because I want, I'm curious to know that they say ... translate so after I share with the community yaoiesca XD, upload it to your blog, lately I have started to like the Fruk (FranciaxInglaterra) Hetalia series is very good, ok for which You ask, quack , they are the determinants of the doujinshi I translate are as follows:
"I like to be a few pages and just faster. Have
-few lyrics, so many I've encountered doujinshis have both letters together to tide and too lazy to do it.
"Have a good style of drawing, that motivates me to do it faster.
- Good plot?, Well just look at the sequence of images, if it looks interesting, the more you will put and end to translate it in a few hours.
"And the main factor that determines me, the couple in which I am concerned at the time XD
time ago I translated the series of 3 volumes and half Shadow of the moon was so tired, 70 pages or more 3 volumes and a few more for version 2.5, the beginning was good, but on reaching the third, had a court, was the last thing, I did not want to translate and he did, the cleanliness was awful, plus they had 2 versions, one in inglésy other in French. .. and rarely had a different type / version translative, in the end I had to figure it out according to the pictures and I think I ended up creating another version XD, is the longest project I've translated ... and not do again, true that the picture is very good, good plot, and all that, according to my friends washed, the video was very good, excellent sound ... bad resolution, youtube quality at a low me ugh, but somehow I feel proud of my work ...
I ended up making another video Fruk today, I just uploaded XD, that habit, so it feels good in studies, to see what will be my next victim doujin XD, we read
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Idris Muhammad Cd-cover
trc_koolight @ 2011-02-24T18: 58:00
Much, perhaps too long without posting something. Would like to do it more often, but my life is a mess that I maintain myself. However, let me write this in school, while he had nothing to do and listened to the song Lion (which appears in one of the MADS hetalia ... and whose interpreter I remember at the moment .) I recommend listening to while reading this, I think so better conveys how I felt while writing.
Writings look beyond
If someday I came to know and you to me
I would like you to know that there is a song that makes me imagine
a moment of our love story
long
Away Your far away, I'm here as stranded in time to see you dreaming
, breaking to mourn
after months without your presence beside me
only able to hear your voice on the phone
or see in old portraits
I think that would
once immersed in my daily activities
hear this song
whisper an "I miss you"
tears would cross my face and I shudder with the unquenchable absence
so fragile, broken into pieces
The phone would ring to your voice on the other side guessing
as I swallow my sadness tears
pretend my smile and a calm voice that you'll notice looking
the weight of your absence
between sentences say "I I'm here I think it would
any
thing
interrupt any meeting including the program that I like and my daily routine
anything about going to see
would take all the air in the world
And even I would need would
to you see you smiling
and maybe a look so much like mine wanting the meeting
I hug you stronger than ever
acurrucarías in your arms I would tell you
"I love you" a thousand times
hear your own voice the same sentence I would not mind
fatigue of travel or smell your clothes soaked in lloraríay
acclaim your name because you'd already be there, asking for forgiveness
for making me suffer so much.
--- Sometimes I'm just like you. I want the semester is finished once. Or what would be better, I decide to move forward. Because I feel so stranded, static. I have fear of moving down the wrong path. Perhaps
Much, perhaps too long without posting something. Would like to do it more often, but my life is a mess that I maintain myself. However, let me write this in school, while he had nothing to do and listened to the song Lion (which appears in one of the MADS hetalia ... and whose interpreter I remember at the moment .) I recommend listening to while reading this, I think so better conveys how I felt while writing.
Writings look beyond
If someday I came to know and you to me
I would like you to know that there is a song that makes me imagine
a moment of our love story
long
Away Your far away, I'm here as stranded in time to see you dreaming
, breaking to mourn
after months without your presence beside me
only able to hear your voice on the phone
or see in old portraits
I think that would
once immersed in my daily activities
hear this song
whisper an "I miss you"
tears would cross my face and I shudder with the unquenchable absence
so fragile, broken into pieces
The phone would ring to your voice on the other side guessing
as I swallow my sadness tears
pretend my smile and a calm voice that you'll notice looking
the weight of your absence
between sentences say "I I'm here I think it would
any
thing
interrupt any meeting including the program that I like and my daily routine
anything about going to see
would take all the air in the world
And even I would need would
to you see you smiling
and maybe a look so much like mine wanting the meeting
I hug you stronger than ever
acurrucarías in your arms I would tell you
"I love you" a thousand times
hear your own voice the same sentence I would not mind
fatigue of travel or smell your clothes soaked in lloraríay
acclaim your name because you'd already be there, asking for forgiveness
for making me suffer so much.
--- Sometimes I'm just like you. I want the semester is finished once. Or what would be better, I decide to move forward. Because I feel so stranded, static. I have fear of moving down the wrong path. Perhaps
Monday, February 21, 2011
Long Dong Silver Filmpjes
the stupidest poem ever written about bad teeth
Exactly one second before a coincidence of circumstances, among which was an unpleasant phone call, vizgat trolleybus outside the window and drop points from the table, I dream of you jump on one foot in slow motion bullet-time-to-store "for the mound" to buy pita bread, yogurt with a pink cover, a pack of stickers Euro 96 ', the tape group "Bravo" and the newspaper name.
In the sweet sense then, these things - the embodiment of happiness and tranquility, which develops suddenly after I ripped a sick tooth with arsenic.
Exactly one second before a coincidence of circumstances, among which was an unpleasant phone call, vizgat trolleybus outside the window and drop points from the table, I dream of you jump on one foot in slow motion bullet-time-to-store "for the mound" to buy pita bread, yogurt with a pink cover, a pack of stickers Euro 96 ', the tape group "Bravo" and the newspaper name.
In the sweet sense then, these things - the embodiment of happiness and tranquility, which develops suddenly after I ripped a sick tooth with arsenic.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Catchy Phrase For 2nd Birthday
Inspired by the Read on collaborators, the serfs and women in politics.
In some of the recent numbers Ogonyok read the words of T. Golikova:
"I have always believed that the college years - it is the grace for a man time. And when I see how the freshmen today are trying to make a career and immediately go to work, I feel a little sad that so early in their childhood ends. We were equally pragmatic. "
But just in Wikipedia (an article about Quisling):
"The arrest and deportation of Jews plunged the company into a state of Norway shock. The authority of the National agreement "after the mass arrests of Jews has fallen so much that caused the protest of the reaction, and the form of civil protest reached the point that the passengers left their seats on the train, not wanting to sit next to Nazi party members "National Accord".
now clear what a real fight against the Nazis.
And about that Golikova I would like to say. I have in less than five years of study at the university scholarship was a increased, or no (in the first semester scholarship was normal, she's all in a row in the first semester of the first course the usual - I had 600 rubles). So, increased the fellowship has never exceeded 1500 rubles. A number of my classmates fell off during training, due to the fact that they were not allowed to live in a hostel on the pretext that there is no space. They are frantically trying to earn a rent a room somewhere near Moscow, but found that it is easier not to learn.
Bardak in the brain is amazing, but in the case that Golikova (Minister of Health and Social Development) is particularly sad that really there.
PS wanted to reduce name Tatiana Golikova to just TV, but it turned out fellow Golikov (t). Agreed that, so be it - Comrade Golikov and there. Not one is though.
In some of the recent numbers Ogonyok read the words of T. Golikova:
"I have always believed that the college years - it is the grace for a man time. And when I see how the freshmen today are trying to make a career and immediately go to work, I feel a little sad that so early in their childhood ends. We were equally pragmatic. "
But just in Wikipedia (an article about Quisling):
"The arrest and deportation of Jews plunged the company into a state of Norway shock. The authority of the National agreement "after the mass arrests of Jews has fallen so much that caused the protest of the reaction, and the form of civil protest reached the point that the passengers left their seats on the train, not wanting to sit next to Nazi party members "National Accord".
now clear what a real fight against the Nazis.
And about that Golikova I would like to say. I have in less than five years of study at the university scholarship was a increased, or no (in the first semester scholarship was normal, she's all in a row in the first semester of the first course the usual - I had 600 rubles). So, increased the fellowship has never exceeded 1500 rubles. A number of my classmates fell off during training, due to the fact that they were not allowed to live in a hostel on the pretext that there is no space. They are frantically trying to earn a rent a room somewhere near Moscow, but found that it is easier not to learn.
Bardak in the brain is amazing, but in the case that Golikova (Minister of Health and Social Development) is particularly sad that really there.
PS wanted to reduce name Tatiana Golikova to just TV, but it turned out fellow Golikov (t). Agreed that, so be it - Comrade Golikov and there. Not one is though.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
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mi review de "hold it against me" video
A question mark is the last image that appears in the video for "Hold It Against Me", just a perfect representation of the questions generated by this video and life extension Britney Spears in general. What was the period of 2007, where we saw one of its lowest points in his personal life and the subsequent recovery thanks to the involvement of his father, taking legal control of her life and finances, have made that sign is in the minds of many. Why Britney can not dance anymore? Does she still have the passion for your career? Are you being forced?, There is a general discomfort at seeing a different Britney, not the dance machine with great appetite and promoted continual stage of their work as it was before. It is assumed that the pop star should not make us think, but this video just generated new concerns us and food for debate.
For more, click here
A question mark is the last image that appears in the video for "Hold It Against Me", just a perfect representation of the questions generated by this video and life extension Britney Spears in general. What was the period of 2007, where we saw one of its lowest points in his personal life and the subsequent recovery thanks to the involvement of his father, taking legal control of her life and finances, have made that sign is in the minds of many. Why Britney can not dance anymore? Does she still have the passion for your career? Are you being forced?, There is a general discomfort at seeing a different Britney, not the dance machine with great appetite and promoted continual stage of their work as it was before. It is assumed that the pop star should not make us think, but this video just generated new concerns us and food for debate.
For more, click here
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Workers In Orange Camera Road
I would like to ask two questions
ii) What has become of the yogurt shop?
II) What is the loop on guglazdymku? Space debris on the lens satellite?
ii) What has become of the yogurt shop?
II) What is the loop on guglazdymku? Space debris on the lens satellite?
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Why Does Shin Splint Burn
Na Drini ćuprija
During happened. Kusturica filmed my favorite historical novel - "The Bridge on the Drina" by Ivo Andric. And I made that much thought and dreamed. And it did, see it on the surface. Since Epic in Kusturica turns out much better than the last and slapstick tragicomedy, I'll wait in the hope. And maybe, at the time to read Russian translation (congratulations to Professor Charotse).
During happened. Kusturica filmed my favorite historical novel - "The Bridge on the Drina" by Ivo Andric. And I made that much thought and dreamed. And it did, see it on the surface. Since Epic in Kusturica turns out much better than the last and slapstick tragicomedy, I'll wait in the hope. And maybe, at the time to read Russian translation (congratulations to Professor Charotse).
Glucosamine That Really Works
Reading Herder
remembered here as yesterday had early (very) to get up, things to do. At dawn. Dawn was beautiful beyond words. And in the courtyard of a dog sitting on its hind legs. And then sitting in the rear legs crawling down the hill. I thought at first I do not remember that, then I thought, what could her with legs that is not so - cold yet, and who knows what with his paws could happen. She crawled a long way, even after getting down and barking sometimes. I was scared for the dog. And then she jumped up, ran up a hill on the back. Climbed top, hollow, ran, sat on his hind legs, and again rolled down the hill.
remembered here as yesterday had early (very) to get up, things to do. At dawn. Dawn was beautiful beyond words. And in the courtyard of a dog sitting on its hind legs. And then sitting in the rear legs crawling down the hill. I thought at first I do not remember that, then I thought, what could her with legs that is not so - cold yet, and who knows what with his paws could happen. She crawled a long way, even after getting down and barking sometimes. I was scared for the dog. And then she jumped up, ran up a hill on the back. Climbed top, hollow, ran, sat on his hind legs, and again rolled down the hill.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
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It's all someday (soon) ends (good).
I finish university (I finished it, but he is not me), I know the story, I'll learn further and grow wiser in his eyes, but someday I'll be on equal footing with them .
And I will work and it would be cool, and I have it will.
And just be friends, all those who are far away, and then scored on me a long time because I do not answer them, and generally pretend that I'm not, but they are far away. They will close, and will have new friends and new acquaintances every day, just like once . And those who will not be next to those I'll go. Infrequently, but I will, and we'll be friends again.
And I'll go, I still have a lot of where I will go, and many more where the pickings - and here and there, and where there promised, and where you want.
and everything is not good and wonderful as always was, but even better.
And not waiting for me no failure across the fronts, I'm all by herself, as always came up to me to regret it.
And yet all is not so, but this is just a short while.
Y all of us will be all right, but how else?
I finish university (I finished it, but he is not me), I know the story, I'll learn further and grow wiser in his eyes, but someday I'll be on equal footing with them .
And I will work and it would be cool, and I have it will.
And just be friends, all those who are far away, and then scored on me a long time because I do not answer them, and generally pretend that I'm not, but they are far away. They will close, and will have new friends and new acquaintances every day, just like once . And those who will not be next to those I'll go. Infrequently, but I will, and we'll be friends again.
And I'll go, I still have a lot of where I will go, and many more where the pickings - and here and there, and where there promised, and where you want.
and everything is not good and wonderful as always was, but even better.
And not waiting for me no failure across the fronts, I'm all by herself, as always came up to me to regret it.
And yet all is not so, but this is just a short while.
Y all of us will be all right, but how else?
How To Write On Offer For A Commercial Property
Russian Journal: The Great Game of Russia! It's just a bomb.
People who have, seemingly, there can be nothing in common except the language, being placed in the correct game environment instantly recreate that savage imperial unity, which we in the last twenty years, it would seem, irretrievably lost. Mutual help, mutual help, heroism, furious dramatic final moments of battle, when the whole team excited for the sole survivor of the participant, half with " Why do you have to sleep you go? And, sorry, forgot about the difference at nine o'clock " create euphoric, amazing duhopodemnoe sense of unity of the Russian world, for its revival through border, through political, economic and forcefully encouraged by cultural barriers . Logo Russian, Russian sense Beat in the heart of our country's past century, rises from the ashes, and listening to select tankistsky mate in the air, it is difficult to get rid of the thought that just as the wing on his mother's fascists our grandfathers in the Kursk arc and Prokhorovka.
big Empire and the Orthodox TANK
People who have, seemingly, there can be nothing in common except the language, being placed in the correct game environment instantly recreate that savage imperial unity, which we in the last twenty years, it would seem, irretrievably lost. Mutual help, mutual help, heroism, furious dramatic final moments of battle, when the whole team excited for the sole survivor of the participant, half with " Why do you have to sleep you go? And, sorry, forgot about the difference at nine o'clock " create euphoric, amazing duhopodemnoe sense of unity of the Russian world, for its revival through border, through political, economic and forcefully encouraged by cultural barriers . Logo Russian, Russian sense Beat in the heart of our country's past century, rises from the ashes, and listening to select tankistsky mate in the air, it is difficult to get rid of the thought that just as the wing on his mother's fascists our grandfathers in the Kursk arc and Prokhorovka.
big Empire and the Orthodox TANK
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Ancient Shark In San Francisco
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My new site.I still got plans to open a blog about pop music ( Popazul ), only i need the inspiration to write the reviews. by now i'm gonna enjoy my new tumblr life.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Main Course Cheese Themes
February! RAID ink and posters! write about February sob!
February for me to sign a month. I'm always there in despair, I do not know to do with himself, not I can live like a gentleman, and pryvyazvayusya to things, looking at them salvation. How the rest of February, and formed the next year - has prompted me to experience and propensity to superstition, numerology and domestic fatalism.
Every February the same that in it I sobbed fascinated by some man and some sort of thing. In the past year I'm fond of the book "Doctor Zhivago", the TV series "School", Pamela ate and played all night in zubadrabitselnuyu toy Planescape: Torment, absmaktvayuchy there every dialogue and every note.
This February the new attributes to the old formula. I read the "devil" before going to sleep on the chapter on bread namazvayu Philadelphia cheese, traveling around the city by taxi 7788, I go to play football at the arena and watch the TV series "The real guys." Abaldenny series. Incredibly trogatselny and real. It may be so, that I'll be watching it all night until May.
February for me to sign a month. I'm always there in despair, I do not know to do with himself, not I can live like a gentleman, and pryvyazvayusya to things, looking at them salvation. How the rest of February, and formed the next year - has prompted me to experience and propensity to superstition, numerology and domestic fatalism.
Every February the same that in it I sobbed fascinated by some man and some sort of thing. In the past year I'm fond of the book "Doctor Zhivago", the TV series "School", Pamela ate and played all night in zubadrabitselnuyu toy Planescape: Torment, absmaktvayuchy there every dialogue and every note.
This February the new attributes to the old formula. I read the "devil" before going to sleep on the chapter on bread namazvayu Philadelphia cheese, traveling around the city by taxi 7788, I go to play football at the arena and watch the TV series "The real guys." Abaldenny series. Incredibly trogatselny and real. It may be so, that I'll be watching it all night until May.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
How Much Should I Spend On Snowboard
Few hours before the show
should only go to sleep instead of writing these ideas without substantiation, that want to support.
is good that my brother comes Business / work. It's good, because we are out of the routine. Makes us happier. My mother loves. They spend hours talking. Leaving the two idols on errands, as if it were the funniest thing in the world.
Then I get irritated. I feel displaced. Without attracting attention. I conclude by saying how much things appear in my mind. With a stupid smile, of course. Why not stand to see me saying what I feel in my face.
I feel foolish. Unable to decide or do something. As if I stayed behind the people I know. This happens to me more when he walks around here. Because I looked, and I realize how much you've achieved.
Then he looked at the others. Your dreams, goals and achievements. I look at myself and see achievements meaningless. Because of the teoríaa reality, there is a long way that I can not cross. I feel that accomplishment only to be left behind. Do not even know I want to study. I have fear of failure. A disappointment. Error. I shudder just thinking about it.
had been paying a trip. You'd better sell it. Although it will not have to pay money to use it to my taste. I will use it best to pay whatever study. Because I know I will. I know I could mourn, kicking, feeling frustrated. But it would end. The problem is I do not want to be unhappy with what he does.
more I get frustrated by a friend who is not connected. I know from long, long time. We lived in the same city, but then she was gone. The only contact we have is via the internet. And it has not appeared in days. I'm getting paranoid. I would like to connect. And we talked as usual. Tell these fears both go out when I'm alone and sleep. Tell of the nightmare I had for days, where I saw a slaughter in a mall in our town (and we were fleeing in a car) and only saw the parking garage of dead people, hearing the screams and gunfire , watching the shadows reflected who fell to the ground. We chased ...
Seriously, she should buy a damn cell phone, or give me a phone number where you can contact.
A couple of hours, and will I know my rating in a certificate of English. I know that I went but I'd at least get a B +, but is much trust. ~
There are times when you would like to sew a pair of wings on his back. Fly, very, very high. Feel the breeze in the air. And then disappear into the infinite sky. A nice thought before going to sleep.
should only go to sleep instead of writing these ideas without substantiation, that want to support.
is good that my brother comes Business / work. It's good, because we are out of the routine. Makes us happier. My mother loves. They spend hours talking. Leaving the two idols on errands, as if it were the funniest thing in the world.
Then I get irritated. I feel displaced. Without attracting attention. I conclude by saying how much things appear in my mind. With a stupid smile, of course. Why not stand to see me saying what I feel in my face.
I feel foolish. Unable to decide or do something. As if I stayed behind the people I know. This happens to me more when he walks around here. Because I looked, and I realize how much you've achieved.
Then he looked at the others. Your dreams, goals and achievements. I look at myself and see achievements meaningless. Because of the teoríaa reality, there is a long way that I can not cross. I feel that accomplishment only to be left behind. Do not even know I want to study. I have fear of failure. A disappointment. Error. I shudder just thinking about it.
had been paying a trip. You'd better sell it. Although it will not have to pay money to use it to my taste. I will use it best to pay whatever study. Because I know I will. I know I could mourn, kicking, feeling frustrated. But it would end. The problem is I do not want to be unhappy with what he does.
more I get frustrated by a friend who is not connected. I know from long, long time. We lived in the same city, but then she was gone. The only contact we have is via the internet. And it has not appeared in days. I'm getting paranoid. I would like to connect. And we talked as usual. Tell these fears both go out when I'm alone and sleep. Tell of the nightmare I had for days, where I saw a slaughter in a mall in our town (and we were fleeing in a car) and only saw the parking garage of dead people, hearing the screams and gunfire , watching the shadows reflected who fell to the ground. We chased ...
Seriously, she should buy a damn cell phone, or give me a phone number where you can contact.
A couple of hours, and will I know my rating in a certificate of English. I know that I went but I'd at least get a B +, but is much trust. ~
There are times when you would like to sew a pair of wings on his back. Fly, very, very high. Feel the breeze in the air. And then disappear into the infinite sky. A nice thought before going to sleep.
Uti In The First Weeks Of Pregnancy
Presentation and wash Drabble: Denial
Well, this would be the first entry my livejournal ... the truth is that I just created the account to comment on other users ... yes, strange ... Like I did with youtube ... but I ended up videos ...
Well let's start! I Otonashi
Kiromi (false name), better known as Deskdraik or Desdraik (typo and lazy to fix it) on youtube, I like the lavixallen and well, I have a forum tbm ... wash ... but now I is liking the FranciaxInglaterra (Hetalia is very addictive), or * scratches head * I start leaving a wash Drabble I wrote some time ago ... yaoi is my first letter I did ... ___________________________________________________________________________________
Well, this would be the first entry my livejournal ... the truth is that I just created the account to comment on other users ... yes, strange ... Like I did with youtube ... but I ended up videos ...
Well let's start! I Otonashi
Kiromi (false name), better known as Deskdraik or Desdraik (typo and lazy to fix it) on youtube, I like the lavixallen and well, I have a forum tbm ... wash ... but now I is liking the FranciaxInglaterra (Hetalia is very addictive), or * scratches head * I start leaving a wash Drabble I wrote some time ago ... yaoi is my first letter I did ... ___________________________________________________________________________________
Denial-*-* *-*-
Why are you the only one who can see through me ?
Allen ... I know that you suffer. Samples
concern in your eyes, a concern that someone should not feel as bad as me.
Am I the cause?
not know I hate how you're a Bookman, why have to leave the order because abandon all ties he had formed, because you go in a few minutes and I'll be alone again.
Allen ... I like hearing my name out of your lips, because I can never have them, I suffer because I can not tie you to my side, I want to keep both captive by my hand, stealing candy kisses your lips, love me and only me as I love you, a selfish desire, a forbidden desire, a desperate folly, but I am a coward, I could never say anything, I remain silent and the silence hurts.
Yes, I'll lose a valuable friend ... My words
confused with half-truths, I therefore believe that, do not look through me again, I beg you, because otherwise I can hold my words.
is something I must do to pursue my dream, but if you go I will still be my friends ...
friends, if friends is all we are and reach be right?, I want to deprive you of your freedom as a possessive desire and dark, but if you really want to let you go I right?, I open the bars of my corazóny let fly freely, but say what you feel not change for you to desist go, all you cause is that cause you discomfort, a painful memory and my heart shatter finish. I hope
... I hope this feeling I have toward you, you go away, because I will not suffer, do not know what will result when you leave? Not only leave me alone, go to be with the dark, nothing will be like if you go, you're everything to me, my light, my hope, my way, how can I keep walking if I have no way to go and without a light that guided me through the darkness? But I can not tell you, I can not. Sorry
Allen ... I whisper in your ear before you go, leaving a cool breeze that corrodes my bones and my heart is in strips, you were the only thing I can see under my mask, he could only understand that "sorry" was more of a farewell, I know, you've come to see through me, without habe ; shove them aside with words that you understood all this "sorry" was a rejection, an apology for not able to respond, an apology for being nothing more than a friend.
I fall to his knees, hit with anger and helplessness the stone cold floor with my fingertips causing scarlet liquid is mixed with the flood of tears falling from my eyes, it was not necessary to say anything, we understood through the silence, but silence can be so painful ... but your last words ... Goodbye
Lavi. ____________________________________________________________________________________
Hum is obvious that D. Gray man is not my own, and do not know how this works ... but if you like ... may leave a coment! ^ W ^, tbm translate doujinshi, soon I'll post some ...
Monday, January 17, 2011
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Promises
Of course, all this crap are my THOUGHTS.
And I'd really love If They Could Become real.
Idiot. Idiot. Stupid. Piece of shit. Son of a bitch bastard.
Should've beaten when I had the chance. And maybe, I should have killed.
now. your fault. Yes, shit, your fucking fault! They fought. You'll be happy.
What if they really are, would not hesitate to throw you to the floor and deformarte face.
've already caused much damage. Damn. I would like you rot in hell.
That all the bad karma of the world gave you at once. I would laugh if you died. Would your grave to laugh.
Because they are important to me. Much more than they usually say. Much of what I say. One I love
years. On the other hand, the learned want to because I have confidence.
And now because of you. For your rotten existence, have been fought. On a promise that one of them do not like talking volveríaa.
Die. Die a painful way.
How long will continue to do damage?
CAN NOT GET YOU CLICK ON YOUR HEAD? Die! Drown. YOU KIDNAPPING AND TORTURE YOU. I DO NOT CARE AS WELL AS YOU DESTROY.
A promise absurd, you know? Unfounded. So I told myself who proposed it. "I do not you can force through that. " I listened. But I can not blame. It was an effective measure at that time. More than I intended it. With all this intellectual shit. Right now you could go to say that his anger and disappointment is stupid.
But I dare not. And I do not listen. Nobody listens to the intellectual efforts of the hateful people.
is losing more faith in people.
My other friend. The more I know. You feel worthless.
At least it was honest. At least he told guilt and sin. If not condone each other, is partly self-interest of each. Perhaps the other idiot or deserves to be mentioned in all this.
And then the other has won the most horrible hell hole. Interestingly
. In four days I lost respect, sympathy, trust and blowjobs tooodas friendship these two men. Yes, both can go to hell and I laugh about it. One, well, I lost it since he did all this damage (yes, you Kevin, Hang yourself and make him the world a favor.) The other, well, betray my trust. And right now I'm so upset that the only smart way to get even writing all this crap is disgusting.
Finally, reinforcement my reasons for not trusting men. Yes, I know, not all their fault and all this talk. I do not care at all. But I'll be more careful of those who claim to hate themselves. Of those who try to help by pity. Of those who at some point become a bit important to you. And those who hurt you then. Or your precious people.
Fortunately, there are men in you can trust as well. Strong, do not mourn because they say people hate themselves. I grew up around men like that. So maybe I do not trust those who are not well. More luck for me, I know several who SI are reliable. RIGHT NOW THE REST OF ME DA ASCO.
NOT EVEN DESERVE TO HAVE PEOPLE WHO CARE FOR YOU.
whatever. I'm not going to listen and to soothe myself.
Tomorrow, or an hour, think better.
Of course, all this crap are my THOUGHTS.
And I'd really love
Idiot. Idiot. Stupid. Piece of shit. Son of a bitch bastard.
Should've beaten when I had the chance. And maybe, I should have killed.
now. your fault. Yes, shit, your fucking fault! They fought. You'll be happy.
What if they really are, would not hesitate to throw you to the floor and deformarte face.
've already caused much damage. Damn. I would like you rot in hell.
That all the bad karma of the world gave you at once. I would laugh if you died. Would your grave to laugh.
Because they are important to me. Much more than they usually say. Much of what I say. One I love
years. On the other hand, the learned want to because I have confidence.
And now because of you. For your rotten existence, have been fought. On a promise that one of them do not like talking volveríaa.
Die. Die a painful way.
How long will continue to do damage?
CAN NOT GET YOU CLICK ON YOUR HEAD? Die! Drown. YOU KIDNAPPING AND TORTURE YOU. I DO NOT CARE AS WELL AS YOU DESTROY.
A promise absurd, you know? Unfounded. So I told myself who proposed it. "I do not you can force through that. " I listened. But I can not blame. It was an effective measure at that time. More than I intended it. With all this intellectual shit. Right now you could go to say that his anger and disappointment is stupid.
But I dare not. And I do not listen. Nobody listens to the intellectual efforts of the hateful people.
is losing more faith in people.
My other friend. The more I know. You feel worthless.
At least it was honest. At least he told guilt and sin. If not condone each other, is partly self-interest of each. Perhaps the other idiot or deserves to be mentioned in all this.
And then the other has won the most horrible hell hole. Interestingly
. In four days I lost respect, sympathy, trust and blowjobs tooodas friendship these two men. Yes, both can go to hell and I laugh about it. One, well, I lost it since he did all this damage (yes, you Kevin, Hang yourself and make him the world a favor.) The other, well, betray my trust. And right now I'm so upset that the only smart way to get even writing all this crap is disgusting.
Finally, reinforcement my reasons for not trusting men. Yes, I know, not all their fault and all this talk. I do not care at all. But I'll be more careful of those who claim to hate themselves. Of those who try to help by pity. Of those who at some point become a bit important to you. And those who hurt you then. Or your precious people.
Fortunately, there are men in you can trust as well. Strong, do not mourn because they say people hate themselves. I grew up around men like that. So maybe I do not trust those who are not well. More luck for me, I know several who SI are reliable. RIGHT NOW THE REST OF ME DA ASCO.
NOT EVEN DESERVE TO HAVE PEOPLE WHO CARE FOR YOU.
whatever. I'm not going to listen and to soothe myself.
Tomorrow, or an hour, think better.
Should Green Soap Be Diluted
La servante au grand cœur dont vous étiez jalouse
And in Belarus, you can hire a maid? Such that both day and night, like a bourgeois.
And in Belarus, you can hire a maid? Such that both day and night, like a bourgeois.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Graves Disease Treatment
was yesterday at a family gathering.
At some point, the grandmother-grandfather's sister had left, and left three children (two of about 10 years old, single - 5 months), two pair of parents, weird guy - all about 30. Well I do.
Adults - alcohol, hookah, talking, something else. Children - chess, monopoly, PC, something else. Plus a small entertain.
I'm not that I do not like children, I just have no idea what to do and how they have to be. Especially with babies. With senior lighter, but still unclear.
In short, there are two groups of people with whom I can not communicate. The first group - those who are less than 20, the second - those over 25. Conventionally, of course, but nearly so.
yesterday revealed that children are still interesting.
At some point, the grandmother-grandfather's sister had left, and left three children (two of about 10 years old, single - 5 months), two pair of parents, weird guy - all about 30. Well I do.
Adults - alcohol, hookah, talking, something else. Children - chess, monopoly, PC, something else. Plus a small entertain.
I'm not that I do not like children, I just have no idea what to do and how they have to be. Especially with babies. With senior lighter, but still unclear.
In short, there are two groups of people with whom I can not communicate. The first group - those who are less than 20, the second - those over 25. Conventionally, of course, but nearly so.
yesterday revealed that children are still interesting.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Bus To Charlestown Races And Slots
try, denial and fear II
Now you try?
I think he was very wrong. Which came out more of this I was hurt.
.
still days of discomfort. When to evade
never to be alone with you.
dreamer. Silly.
Stubborn. Blind.
feel like you've betrayed my trust.
Forgive my thought if you did with that purpose.
But do not ever see the same way.
Stupid. Is not that what you wanted to avoid? Will changing this friendship?
He decided to do it.
...
Everything had been calm. But today I heard shooting again.
Indeed, there are days that I really want to be blind and deaf.
not listen to those horrible sounds. For not being able to read that you wrote.
Lucky that there is more reason to enjoy these senses that I possess.
For these horrible things, pretend to close my ears and closing my eyes.
Now you try?
I think he was very wrong. Which came out more of this I was hurt.
.
still days of discomfort. When to evade
never to be alone with you.
dreamer. Silly.
Stubborn. Blind.
feel like you've betrayed my trust.
Forgive my thought if you did with that purpose.
But do not ever see the same way.
Stupid. Is not that what you wanted to avoid? Will changing this friendship?
He decided to do it.
...
Everything had been calm. But today I heard shooting again.
Indeed, there are days that I really want to be blind and deaf.
not listen to those horrible sounds. For not being able to read that you wrote.
Lucky that there is more reason to enjoy these senses that I possess.
For these horrible things, pretend to close my ears and closing my eyes.
Cleaning Mud Off Swede Bookts
try, denial and fear.
What are you trying?
I think I forgot that this is always what I wanted to avoid.
...
These are the consequences
you always wanted to avoid
That you think something
That I do not want you to think
're like a son, after all
And I ma person ; s horrible world
(So horrible that I mourn my best friend
For all sorts of foolish things without reason
my own selfishness and envy.
A damn proud that I burn.
Ten times. It pleases me greatly.
the point that makes me want to write
Because you know, I too have felt this way. With that fear.
It hurts so much when barely pokes through my mind
makes me shudder. I also think I would break into pieces)
... To you, my son play, I spend most of that writing
Wishing Having A
avoided suffering And I wanted to avoid something like this
My own suffering
LIKE THIS!
Understand? Do you understand?
I do not want. I do not want to change that which was done.
... It's the kind of things that I can not rhyme line after line.
Strange, no? You can talk on the same day of the person you shared a little of their feelings, whether passengers or eternal. And then want to try something with the same person with whom you spoke of that heartbreak. Who has heard a few more of your feelings, and seen your attempts with a friend we both share.
Me.
I'm not second-table dish.
I had done before. I'm sure. But I have una memoria que ahora mismo aborrezco.
O tal vez, fue que tú me lo decías de broma. Un pequeño intento desesperado. Yo te respondía de la misma manera. Sin profundizar razones.
“Sólo amigos”. Buenos amigos.
¿Lo captas? Buenos amigos que se comparten las ideas. Que no necesitan nada más. No contacto físico. Nada que implique una verdadera relación de noviazgo. O la que yo quisiera tener.
Tengo tanto miedo de lastimarte. Siempre lo he tenido, desde que vi tus ojos. Desde que te conozco un poco más. Tengo miedo de salir lastimada. To feel the kind of feelings I felt at that time. This unfortunate event.
"He saw it as a good friend. Then, barely spoke a word to me. And now uses the same kind of phrases that I irritate me. I do not remember, but his indifference makes me rage. "
I do not want something like this happens to you.
Of course you do not know one of my fears. One of the things I think I do without difficulty. That, therefore, find it really hard to avoid. Sometimes I feel like people away from me. I have much fear of alienating people who are around me.
Whenever I can try to listen to people, you know? Whatever I say, I listen. And always try to respond. To let know that I care and listen to what they say. But sometimes I focus only on myself. In my useless things. And just enough for me to feel that people are moving away from me. As an effort in vain, which, stupidly, I keep keep doing it. For my precious people follow me around.
But of course, just yesterday you told me. Does that you liked me. My ability to listen.
"Morin, Where are you? I deserve a slap for illusory. "
Should have seen. Small signals. I should not believe that just babble what trouble you, out of this. Because I thought you had already exceeded this. That this would only be just a gathering of friends. No way you try to tell me something that ultimately could not do it. Until then, without looking into my eyes, through written words. (That's where you look like him. But he was on the phone).
Still, however, as before. Maybe a little more confident. That pleased me a little.
hurts me to think that this is the excuse that you could use to get away from me.
If you do, at least I know that you are someone who is not worth it. I hurt, sure.
And then, it will be a battle between my pride, against the little friendship that I have been with you, let you know about, or that everything written here about you remains one of the things you never hear me say.
If not, and everything is in a way that I can call, "just like before (let's face it, there will be), I will be surprised. Then I could follow the normal course of a quiet friendship.
... "I can have some faith in you? I can trust that nothing will change? What we do not distance? Curious. Another friend and I were chatting about that nights ago.
I like this and as we are, really.
What are you trying?
I think I forgot that this is always what I wanted to avoid.
...
These are the consequences
you always wanted to avoid
That you think something
That I do not want you to think
're like a son, after all
And I ma person ; s horrible world
(So horrible that I mourn my best friend
For all sorts of foolish things without reason
my own selfishness and envy.
A damn proud that I burn.
Ten times. It pleases me greatly.
the point that makes me want to write
Because you know, I too have felt this way. With that fear.
It hurts so much when barely pokes through my mind
makes me shudder. I also think I would break into pieces)
... To you, my son play, I spend most of that writing
Wishing Having A
avoided suffering And I wanted to avoid something like this
My own suffering
LIKE THIS!
Understand? Do you understand?
I do not want. I do not want to change that which was done.
... It's the kind of things that I can not rhyme line after line.
Strange, no? You can talk on the same day of the person you shared a little of their feelings, whether passengers or eternal. And then want to try something with the same person with whom you spoke of that heartbreak. Who has heard a few more of your feelings, and seen your attempts with a friend we both share.
Me.
I'm not second-table dish.
I had done before. I'm sure. But I have una memoria que ahora mismo aborrezco.
O tal vez, fue que tú me lo decías de broma. Un pequeño intento desesperado. Yo te respondía de la misma manera. Sin profundizar razones.
“Sólo amigos”. Buenos amigos.
¿Lo captas? Buenos amigos que se comparten las ideas. Que no necesitan nada más. No contacto físico. Nada que implique una verdadera relación de noviazgo. O la que yo quisiera tener.
Tengo tanto miedo de lastimarte. Siempre lo he tenido, desde que vi tus ojos. Desde que te conozco un poco más. Tengo miedo de salir lastimada. To feel the kind of feelings I felt at that time. This unfortunate event.
"He saw it as a good friend. Then, barely spoke a word to me. And now uses the same kind of phrases that I irritate me. I do not remember, but his indifference makes me rage. "
I do not want something like this happens to you.
Of course you do not know one of my fears. One of the things I think I do without difficulty. That, therefore, find it really hard to avoid. Sometimes I feel like people away from me. I have much fear of alienating people who are around me.
Whenever I can try to listen to people, you know? Whatever I say, I listen. And always try to respond. To let know that I care and listen to what they say. But sometimes I focus only on myself. In my useless things. And just enough for me to feel that people are moving away from me. As an effort in vain, which, stupidly, I keep keep doing it. For my precious people follow me around.
But of course, just yesterday you told me. Does that you liked me. My ability to listen.
"Morin, Where are you? I deserve a slap for illusory. "
Should have seen. Small signals. I should not believe that just babble what trouble you, out of this. Because I thought you had already exceeded this. That this would only be just a gathering of friends. No way you try to tell me something that ultimately could not do it. Until then, without looking into my eyes, through written words. (That's where you look like him. But he was on the phone).
Still, however, as before. Maybe a little more confident. That pleased me a little.
hurts me to think that this is the excuse that you could use to get away from me.
If you do, at least I know that you are someone who is not worth it. I hurt, sure.
And then, it will be a battle between my pride, against the little friendship that I have been with you, let you know about, or that everything written here about you remains one of the things you never hear me say.
If not, and everything is in a way that I can call, "just like before (let's face it, there will be), I will be surprised. Then I could follow the normal course of a quiet friendship.
... "I can have some faith in you? I can trust that nothing will change? What we do not distance? Curious. Another friend and I were chatting about that nights ago.
I like this and as we are, really.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Best Webpage For Last Minute Travel
I sit by the window, I washed the dishes
Always wary of a poet Brodsky, He is very verbose, like me, I find it a bit nauseating from a number of important words in a square centimeter, but for the Rostov rap, of course, the most it:
Always wary of a poet Brodsky, He is very verbose, like me, I find it a bit nauseating from a number of important words in a square centimeter, but for the Rostov rap, of course, the most it:
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Fout 5400 Canon Mp600
emile michel cioran
To master them, I would take several centuries of English education, and I - came from the edges, where the funeral wail ...
this year celebrate 100 years in the Austro-Hungarian Carpathians born mysterious Romanian-French philosopher Emil Cioran.
To master them, I would take several centuries of English education, and I - came from the edges, where the funeral wail ...
this year celebrate 100 years in the Austro-Hungarian Carpathians born mysterious Romanian-French philosopher Emil Cioran.
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