envy, ears Post by Sunday sofa
It's not new that we so all kinds of things stumbles when his stuff at home sometimes eliminates. As I in the fall and winter 2010 many of the weekend alive at the weekend and had the bag every Thursday / Friday had to pack again, I leave some things in the meantime, go in the corner or in front of the cabinet.
knowing well that the Mainzelmännchen by ZDF do not come with me to my house and clean up. As well, Mainz is with me not able to Corner. Hmmm ... maybe I should look for me ne apartment in Mainz. Before a call in a study in Mainz-WG would be certainly useful. Last drawing I will go there and the mud is still lying where he is. That would be stupid. Right stupid.
I have a whole stack of CDs and DVDs evacuated from soil to shelf. Here are my Jaspers "envy" and "ears Post" slipped through his fingers. Why not it?! I thought me and have them inserted directly into the CD player. For a super start to the work a bit more "follow the sun", on we go - according to sing along - with "envy" and the melancholy a bit of "Jerome". As Drew meets serious content and you wish for Sun manchesmal the obese Aldi bags full of handkerchiefs on the bed. Whether "Lioba" which worried me when I even call?
The "little song for the night," I can only briefly allude, and I go directly with a jump to the player, the CD. Actually I wanted to admit at rest, the clothes in the closet. As the song for the night would not fit now, no, I lift me then when I go to bed. But
- mist - Post ears so begins with "so-so" to. So sit down first and let the first few lines of work - must also break even - until then comes the call to get your ass up. Well, more so in the text. And while a song follows another, changes everything around me. Sometimes I would be happy with a time-lapse cam in my room. Just see what has changed within a few hours so all though it's only two or three things crazy - so crazy, I know. ... ... ... Er - puns are strange.
If dawns "our summer" and we "Jenny" smile that is "still here", I think not just the "last day at the beach". Oh, "I would" but already found such nice words to express experiences better. Jasper has written poems and short stories before he decided to accompany this music, or rather to point out. My poems then I do not think. And if I find I'm not sure if I still want to read it. It feels good sometimes, say goodbye to old things. The short stories are there so still. A few in any case, because the others are written and unpublished on my hard drive, where they eke out their existence for the time being.
In times of facebook and twitter, I know, without much time lag, what is going on when someone goes to the toilet, or who has just decided five minutes to post a status, suggesting that he or she ( again) badly. In reading these status messages I remember: The world is cruel and unfair. It gives us not always what we want ... and yet ... but every single day, every hour, every minute, and second is precious, in which we all must experience what we experience. All the shapes us and forms us to exactly the people who we are. And there are bugs and quirks so well permit? Who wants to be perfect? To stand out from the mass of the Fit-for-Fun-disciples and Brigitte Diet battered one must not exert much. Since you do not need full-time workout, but sometimes just have to do that, what a joke. Breaking with the rules and not act "as always" ... Incidentally, the song I offer an insider tip or to the heart.
So, I copy the text now search the blog, even for spelling errors and then press Publish. Then, it gets very short "silent" when I finish recording. And finally, I wish, "as always" have a nice week.
It's not new that we so all kinds of things stumbles when his stuff at home sometimes eliminates. As I in the fall and winter 2010 many of the weekend alive at the weekend and had the bag every Thursday / Friday had to pack again, I leave some things in the meantime, go in the corner or in front of the cabinet.
knowing well that the Mainzelmännchen by ZDF do not come with me to my house and clean up. As well, Mainz is with me not able to Corner. Hmmm ... maybe I should look for me ne apartment in Mainz. Before a call in a study in Mainz-WG would be certainly useful. Last drawing I will go there and the mud is still lying where he is. That would be stupid. Right stupid.
I have a whole stack of CDs and DVDs evacuated from soil to shelf. Here are my Jaspers "envy" and "ears Post" slipped through his fingers. Why not it?! I thought me and have them inserted directly into the CD player. For a super start to the work a bit more "follow the sun", on we go - according to sing along - with "envy" and the melancholy a bit of "Jerome". As Drew meets serious content and you wish for Sun manchesmal the obese Aldi bags full of handkerchiefs on the bed. Whether "Lioba" which worried me when I even call?
The "little song for the night," I can only briefly allude, and I go directly with a jump to the player, the CD. Actually I wanted to admit at rest, the clothes in the closet. As the song for the night would not fit now, no, I lift me then when I go to bed. But
- mist - Post ears so begins with "so-so" to. So sit down first and let the first few lines of work - must also break even - until then comes the call to get your ass up. Well, more so in the text. And while a song follows another, changes everything around me. Sometimes I would be happy with a time-lapse cam in my room. Just see what has changed within a few hours so all though it's only two or three things crazy - so crazy, I know. ... ... ... Er - puns are strange.
If dawns "our summer" and we "Jenny" smile that is "still here", I think not just the "last day at the beach". Oh, "I would" but already found such nice words to express experiences better. Jasper has written poems and short stories before he decided to accompany this music, or rather to point out. My poems then I do not think. And if I find I'm not sure if I still want to read it. It feels good sometimes, say goodbye to old things. The short stories are there so still. A few in any case, because the others are written and unpublished on my hard drive, where they eke out their existence for the time being.
In times of facebook and twitter, I know, without much time lag, what is going on when someone goes to the toilet, or who has just decided five minutes to post a status, suggesting that he or she ( again) badly. In reading these status messages I remember: The world is cruel and unfair. It gives us not always what we want ... and yet ... but every single day, every hour, every minute, and second is precious, in which we all must experience what we experience. All the shapes us and forms us to exactly the people who we are. And there are bugs and quirks so well permit? Who wants to be perfect? To stand out from the mass of the Fit-for-Fun-disciples and Brigitte Diet battered one must not exert much. Since you do not need full-time workout, but sometimes just have to do that, what a joke. Breaking with the rules and not act "as always" ... Incidentally, the song I offer an insider tip or to the heart.
So, I copy the text now search the blog, even for spelling errors and then press Publish. Then, it gets very short "silent" when I finish recording. And finally, I wish, "as always" have a nice week.
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