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obsidianlily @ 2010 - 12-24T18: 30:00


Christmas?
No thanks.

The only usefulness of this festival is to turn your back muscles in a knot ready to have the upper hand on your neck, unless it first remains suffocated by fat.
Because, let's face it, we eat at Christmas. For the record, I eat hoping that they must be taken to the hospital for indigestion or something like that, because the pleasure of being with the family and food to my grandmother I never tried. Nervousness and disgust make the idea more.
The only effect it had on me the idea to celebrate a baby born to a virgin mother was terrified throughout childhood, I hate children, and the fact that there is a lot of people think that there is a bad thing .... the previous religion. And remember that the existence of this makes the previous the statement so beloved by the Church that abstinence is the best prevention against the heirs side not quite true. Luckily, God has decided to have an only child, even if in fact must already be a mess one and three, let alone if there was some more babe.
The only thing that I enjoy are the gifts of Christmas. Yes, I'm 'na consumerist grim, but the pleasure it gives me a nice gift to receive is something to wait in the cold and frost after midnight in a church can not compete. As if there were even cooler than that to dissuade me from having Don Dario ... impure thoughts about a priest is the fact that he has defrocked and is now married felicemene. You can steal the Lord's chosen, but other women do not.
Then, I think that tonight instead of going to make me smoke of incense (when was the last time? Menno just a decade ago?), I'll be waiting for the moment in the warmth of unwrapped gifts, and after having thrown by yet another great-aunt and kitsch ornaments have become a weapon from the launch of quintamano novelettes came from my uncle, contattarò people I love and tell them how much are great gift or guessed less. Why is it important thought, and sometimes it is also true.

Happy Winter Solstice to everyone!

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Christmas 2010

dicempre 24, 2010, Christmas Eve.
And I wonder if those eyes will never go out of my mind. Just look what . But by switching to sensible things
irony of life that now I am not surprised ... more I wish you with this post, LOT Merry Christmas!

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obsidianlily @ 2010-12-20T01: 06:00


There are days when you just feel alone, and it seems that no one notices.
The desire to belong to a place, to feel part of something, and someone .... however, remains there to listen and smile, the ice inside and devours you. Men do not really understand a shit.

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I'm here to introduce a new story ... a few chapters to tell the arrival of a small star in the operational center of Lightman Group . Yes, I'm talking about that ... of LIE TO ME ! The fantastic show that perhaps the stupidity of view will be suspended when aired, and probably more. But be acidic and so is better than not talking. Returning to
Lightman Group ... its soul who made me want to write about them and those characters so wonderful in their characterization (Master Tim Roth!). And then, well, what to say ... I invented a simple story begins to present Jayme Anderson .
Perhaps one of the characters I like more ... but this is not mine to tell.
I leave these few lines on EFP.

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obsidianlily @ 2010-12-06T21: 48:00

Business this Friday, my scarce knowledge fall with the passage of time.

My grandmother and my brother's birthday the same day - today, to be precise. So many shots and flash lights.

The lights of this year, with lots of sponsors, they suck. Modern art just do not understand, I do not take emotionally, or maybe I'm not getting enough. I continue to wander.

Restless, always-wanted to put myself at the computer, now that we are i want to get my hands dirty with glue and colors, turn pieces of cardboard everywhere trying to create something totally useless, like the old days, when looked at with a smile a. .. well, a bit less trendadue 'teeth, my last composition.

The damned tooth Feedback occasionally sends pain star, whose filaments extend to the neck and ears. The pain makes us alone.

Loneliness of a German aunt who clings to her child, while it screams 'with mum, dad does not want to stay with!'.

Thirteen metro stops in the company of a parent without exchanging a word, and say that we have not even had a fight.

Struggle between alpha males, armed with testosterone, scissors, stubbornness and fighting techniques of the military. Attempts to ensure that you cut it in pieces.

Fragments of posts.