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medium Michel Houellebecq show, which I will discuss in a future post, I talked Niche. I did not answer because I am a very educated woman and no way to answer "YES" GOOD?! " nacos like they were going to the movies with cell in the nineties, in addition to that I was well stuck with the French deprepoesía of the face-to-wax , almost with a lump in the throat and the feeling that everything is a shit, like when I read his books. Tons

when he finished and talked to me and said Niche: What fart, did you ever going to post? And I, yes, but is Mjmjmjm. I explained to him that all that is difficult return when it lost the usual, Twitter and that much work y. She: How can you leave something that has given so much, postea! And I as I always Niche Niche case because it is very wise, I thought: yes no mames, I have to go back.

and returned. Niche

was not the first to tell me. I swore to Platypus to Valsolar and ñoñireunión Boticapop in the last week that it wrote. Also Miranda Hooker. And thousands more. But as I was Guei and always found a pretext. Like when you're not going to the gym, and when you leave a course in half, like when you have to send an email to someone but do not want. But

. I will stop breastfeeding. If that is not sent, I say. I post because I like and I like big that I had forgotten. If writing is mine, ps yes, although my jeiters say no, the only thing I can do. Tsssssó.

The first title of this blog was "documenting my past," so that it is established. " And though these months have been documented in Twitter, ps pa what to make the blowjob: nobody's going to read tweets old, unless documentary or harassing purposes. In contrast, the posts themselves, because they have more detail and carnitas and more cool croniquistoria read a telegram that a number of 140 characters (Without neglecting to Twitter for how).

What I have done all these months? Many things. I will tell you. And to be doing well.