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miss you like crazy and still do ... 4 months


In this place where I usually kill time by writing a few things and drinking coffee, they tell you that your presence would not trade it for any , and this guitar is so eager to see you as I kiss you, there are persistent calls from a desire to touch your body spotless and kiss new mind a bit of leg and make you laugh as the last time when I did not think to say goodbye.

The coffee cup is half full by the two sips I gave him before this letter, love letter, I wish and hope to see you again , and I can tell you that are already several hours sitting here and until now I decided to write, I wanted to write the text of my life nicer for you but I do not think I can not because they have love in my veins if not for each of the letters I've written since before the first kiss you with a combination of steps that gives life to mix our own life and the "we."

A kiss from you at this time would like some water in the middle of the desert, I feel I'm on an island as shipwrecked, I have a thousand ways to reach you yet I can not, there are times when the barriers are chains and I'm tied to each, and your calls, your messages and your vibes unleashed me and give me hope to continue thinking of you and me.

As I miss you, I know, I work so hard being away from you, but this is nothing more than preparation every text and every word that is yours and written in a poem, a bad poem for those who say how it should be a poem, but my poems are just unfinished sentences and I prefer to tell you in a prose full of love and illusion.

I miss you and want to come back as I have to kiss your lips, tangled in your legs, hold you so strong that my heart is attached to yours, and you enter well be only one, unifying souls hearts dreams and passions, breathing and your breath and choking on your breasts in order to fill more than you.

want to be the air you pink your body, as clothing that covers you, the mirror where you get to see beautiful, the cigar smoke and so enter into your body, caress to fill the soul and so more of you.

dream every moment in this icy solitude of my room, which yours came in, and have been the one to whom I loved here, every place and wrinkle my bed and I remember you clone to make me happy.

depress me songs from the neighbor's radio, and they are nothing more than a cumulative noise instead of pleasing'm sad, songs that I tend to listen at this time on the computer are they hear you when we lack the clothes and we are chained to the strength of our skin and the occasional savanna that covers us from the ceiling light and shade of your room.

And I miss, I miss every one of your laughter, from the most sincere to where you laugh until you lose control, I miss every one of your voices, each in your movements and your sighs while I tell you more of a goal.

The coffee cup is over, all accumulated due sips and poured the cup and the vase.

want to sleep to dream, and dream that we will make in the near future, while you're sleeping I'll look after your dream, your laugh and your presence, I love you, only I love you and miss you ...

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Comics & Books eviction

To do some work at home, I had to put all my stuff, most comic books and boxes. When replace them, I decided to take it easy and make a selection, to save space and to look at my shelf and say "These are all my favorite comics and books," which involves getting rid of many things. Many of these comics
buy them again by mistake or out of curiosity and did not like, or belong to series that I have decided not to continue. And it's all (unless stated otherwise) in perfect condition.

'm hanging by a number of forums, the list of things I think I can sell back some of the money I spent and making someone happy. I have another pile things (DVD's and other books) that probably give away to children in my family and NGOs.

Just something you are interested, or you know someone who could:



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X-Men Volume 2: # 1-19, # 36, # 41-44, # 114-117
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X-Men Volume 2: # 1-19, # 40-45, # 113-117
X-Men Volume 3: # 1-11 (some in" special edition ")

Gambit Volume 3: # 1-2, Astonishing # 16

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Chronicles of the X-Men # 1

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Dragonlance # 1-5 [Ediciones Zinco]


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Again Patricia Álvarez. To bring the year with lots of energy!

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To begin this post it will clarify a few points, the prose is fictional Carmela has nothing to do with any real event, and the next thing is that this entry is dedicated to my princess of the Blue Moon ....

Well, talk and say all the cheesy things that can tell you in a minute is very easy and I think a little repetitive, as the two do not like repetitive things just some things that fill us but are our move to a number of points.

Remembering is living again, so say a phrase well known and very burned by various slogans (not if it's spelled) in several television advertisements and radio, but it is true, when I sit and think everything and all things that happened before visiting on Facebook and then Msn, counted multiple times in a salute during our experience of struggle, revolution and rebellion (which is) then find yourself in those eyes with glare, a tissue covering your face and a pair of braids at all these pictures when I see them kill me yet ... are very important ...

Well tell our story, but it would be a great great work worthy of a book called 4 months of lovers but not love anyone so good I would put the title lol pretty big but, only say that we multiple anecdotes from the locked in the bathroom of EFPE.M. until the last drunk, wow we have experienced many things, from the most beautiful to those that perhaps would not like to hear back, but one thing you know Marina, I will always be there to laugh, to mourn, to hug you and tell you everything you love, make you eggs and continue to do condors and STILL ...

I tell you also what I thought and the proposal still stands, we just have to see if we could find a little or a lot more and as you know my life is with you and for you .

During these 4 months I've realized that although we are very, very different we have everything in common, from the likes of goodies up cigarettes, and why not say all the things that only you and I know very us ...

Well, if I keep writing I think most of our stuff would be in the air lol and then to hide them, are things in our personal lives and our life together, Now we are husband for 2 MONTHS! ! lol I love you Marina, and while not a word that fills all I feel is the representative form of which could be, but as we have our own word to know and try to cover this .. TE QUERIAMOLUZANAMATELON is that!

I say goodbye this time telling you thanks for all you have left me learning you, meet you and see you, and thanks for putting this relationship and ovaries to work on both but does not cost us a lot of work lol I love you and "TE VI, IF WERE NOT AN ANGEL OR A RUBY AND I JUST TE VI"

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This is another of those things that I give a lot of laps many days, and when it comes time to express it aloud, the number of people present their views, avoids when you stop talking , and sometimes order things in my head. Just really hope not to offend any of the people I care about and read. And I find it very constructive power all continued to write, taking it easy (this text has long been written and edited).

At this point, I think anyone who knows me knows that some do not profess any religion, do not believe in any god or creator. Nor do I raise the flag of science as absolute answer all, despite my training future biologists and spend much of my conscious life in a school of science, because I know how "science." I do not like that kind of confrontation, though, I have to admit that when in doubt, my confidence will always be new to science.

I have understood that for anyone who cares, I'm on the list of Catholic people, as I am baptized. My father, though he rejects the Church and every day I doubt it most, says a believer and wanted me to be baptized. I know many who hate their parents for that. I do not care, but grace does not make me any part of the numbers under which they are defending the Church. Because I have no hesitation in saying that profound contempt for those who have become a belief in their way of life and business. But since then, I did not take Communion, nor have I set foot in a church beyond what is necessary, and less than that, I almost always stay out, simply because I feel uncomfortable in a temple I do not share.

long time ago I discussed with a classmate about religion. She felt comforted when I went to church, when he prayed and God helped him every day. I could not help answer all that I thought was a lack of respect for people around him because they are the ones who support you in life, and herself, which is what strives get things done and if not, it does not.
And I still think the same. I think even embarrassing to give someone the merits of a kind of superior being.
People often speak of the missionaries who help people in their countries or travel to other ... beyond evangelizing missions which seem to me a real lot, which I fail to understand is ... Do I need a religion to be kind to others? "If not for a teaching or holy standards, awareness is useless?
is as if everyone was empty or full of evil by definition and could only fix it with the guidelines of a religion, without being able to distinguish between good and evil just by looking at the damage it does about him.

I feel no "spiritual emptiness" not to look upward to the invisible and vigilant for help. I believe in myself, my capabilities and limitations and those of the people I care. I believe in the teachings of wiser people than me.
And above all try to believe in the goodness and effectiveness of the awareness of people, but of course I take many disappointments, I will not allow myself bitter and think that there are no good people in the world.

I can not help thinking that the history and present of mankind would be infinitely better if no one would have place the concept of religion. All we thought about the number of conflicts around the world creates the fact worship a god or other or do differently! But what it is that head?!

few years ago I argued with a friend, a concept that was fashionable at the moment, the fact teach our children our religion. And I did not get out of my own contradiction:
I think if someone is happy with his faith, it is normal to want to share with their offspring. But my father, who was in charge of my spiritual education, decided against it, and I've grown completely free to choose what I believe. And I think, when you have children, if not taught anything about religion, in fact I will be imposing my beliefs. I am very concerned over this issue than others that someday I'll have to deal with a shoot, such as sex.

All living beings are but the result of a lot of more or less fortunate coincidences, related to environment and our interaction with him.
Having never known what it feels like to believe in a god do not know why people think it does. I do not know if all have a set of moral standards and are all agreed on everything. It may all concerned of their own interpretation of each on the subject. I really do not know, because I do not consider appropriate topic for any conversation or comfortable, is very personal. And very difficult to treat according to what people who are offended, upset or scoff too easily.
There are many things religions that escape me.
You know, I do not like frills and spiritual reflection, I guess I'm too ... "earthly"?, Which means not only believe what can be demonstrated, as I said before, being a student of science. Actually, I think a bit depressed that the world is only what is, what lies ahead, all so gray and dull. But I still need a religion. It seems that there are two sides, and one does have to choose or yes, and it's always fun supergrace from one another, and there is no other option.

I am appalled that you get to do in the name of religion, the empire built under many, like the Catholic Church, being the most familiar example of "how not to profess a religion." And you can not take that as a Catholic, someone will be fully agree with what you say that old man they say is their leader. And I wish I would stop getting into people's lives, both private and public to want (and get) to influence policy and legislation. And I hate it even more than wait and consider this perfectly normal and even essential, as if he really necesitásemos the opinion of the "spiritual experts" to know whether what we are doing is right or wrong.

Simply by being organized, I grind the idea that one religion is the spirituality of a person. The faith should be something to worry about everyone in the privacy of his, soul, call it something. Although I refuse to release the self-awareness of your body, it is impossible, we are linked to our way of perceiving the world, and that passes through our senses, that it works because we have a body.
should not be taught in schools, or become a series of official steps "to perform.

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Charter love and pain ... Fight to the death ... Prose


They call the ring a boxer, a boxer named heart, goes up and fight, a couple of left hooks and gives them to air, train in the sand to be a good set of legs ... dazed boxer does not get up the blow to the temple.

clandestine smuggling Laughter do not come and hear your name, get up and keep fighting, there can be no more fighting that a loving heart, love themselves and love it, the struggle continues and is infinite, love and pain fighting to the death no one knows who won , the stakes are and the melody of the voice of love and encourages heart struggle continues without stopping, the blood drops to cuadrilítero, blood and pain of love is mixed by a pump, love without explanation, without pain there is no love blues and there is no dawn wanting to be in his arms, those arms clapping after a fight.

He fights for his love and pain fight so do not feel the fight is solid and will, fight and laugh, tomorrow is another day and hopes not to mourn more ...

hoped that after the first round she tells him she loves him and the power struggle ... Wandering the Justorufino struggle with her past and her past ... the still struggling to make her happy and show that there is always forever and that word is too short to tell who will always be ...

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Carmela


Carmela, the whore of my neighbor, not because she is, if not ownership of the intellectual word that's all about enjoying the whore, his whore and bitch no more.

Surrender were the eyes of the gentleman, that gentleman walking with a heart sewn to hear such a title deed and the letter that almost no one could explain how well they can and can that That is, the questions were marked on her breast and a breeze to soul wonder: Is it true that Carmela is a whore, Like going to be a whore and his whore and a bitch is not anyone else?, then bitch if I married her!, when I finish thinking I realized that I hear scream and Carmela and cry.

Days a magical wish to mourn, to call and say sorry, but never did so, Carmela was not a bitch, was not nobody's bitch whore but if no one else.

Years after striking a bus stop slightly crossed eyes but nothing happened, they crossed their hearts and stood in a hotel making love.

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In the shadows of this dark room, not because it is so that if I want it so

and I think I remember every moment

I do not see how to leave my body and my soul comes to you like a breeze in the air

Company infinite nothing and no one

Soledad drop intermittently open a hole in the ground

Rain salt collapsed and there are some tears of nostalgia

spring melodies in my head and not leave me alone

This room is too cold and I wrote your name on the wall over and over again

Northern hat on my head and my heart hope to see you and love you again.