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WARNING! CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN AND PEOPLE impressionable


No joke, the 'warning is not just to occupy space




Once again, the' human being has proved to what sucks and what is unworthy of life ... I have nothing else to add.

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Denon Or Onkyo Or Marantz

's all a big mess ... I want you

I'm waiting ... New Moon by Stephenie Meyer ... the sequel to Twilight .
I knew that the 'output was scheduled for April 5 ... I had already planned the day ... not to mention that I hope I can give to a friend of mine who are having a birthday a few days later ... now I come to discover that most likely have moved the 'output to 26 by sending to the dogs ... all my plans ...
all go to hell-_-
The dietician who put me in vegetables ... I'm not a goat! And just to finish in style put me 120 grams of bread per day required (half of which was to be taken for lunch, along with 150 grams of pasta and gnocchi ... if once I do not want the usual pasta, potatoes and taking off , the height of the ridges, spirits ... consistency, Ladies and Gentlemen, I hate the consistency -_-)... bread! I hate, it makes me shudder!
And my stomach full of vegetables T_T ... mountains and mountains of 'salad, which at the moment make you feel full to bursting, and after 2 hours you have a hunger Executioner that I'll eat a live ox in mutilated, bones, hair, connected ...

Sometimes I hate the human race.

Black Hair Blue Eyes In Quebec

Last night I went to the cinema, the ultimate goal "I want you", the film comes from 'self-titled book by Federico Moccia, followed by "Three Steps Over Heaven" ... I € 7 back of the ticket.

Film horrible, they did a horrible cut-and-sew, a cast of goats unable to recite where perhaps only Laura Chiatti you save (no, not even Scamarcio, with everything that has forgotten how to be cool ... play) ... it will be my fault, having first read the book, I had high expectations ... but I was really disgusted ... anyway, you understand very well that it is a film just to make money.

And to think I was so happy when they were confirmed for the role of Scamarcio Step (wanted to put another actor ... I just needed this, and the film would change to spazzaturizzabile horrible) and when I saw that the role of Gin was given the barge had done jumping for joy ... aaaah, blissful ignorance U_U

In substance 4 to the film, I am voting because I was willing to give 3, 5 the cast (l 'actress who plays Babi, after 2 years from "Three Steps Over Heaven" could also seek and do an acting course) and the brigade-script is saved from barges, one worthy of note, and plaintiff 'who plays the father of Babi (the' man is a legend film !)... maybe just good to go a Saturday night at home, in the 'possibility that the TV does not transmit anything better ... I had better watch "The Invisibles"-__-; expectations very disappointed.

Who To Open Undf Files

Sometimes I feel like a 'amoeba ...

Ordunque ... Last week I happily entered the gym ... so cool, well equipped, very expensive, what I always called "the fitness of the rich, who for some strange and fortuitous event was the 'abbonemento annual sales ( 62 € a bulletin ... it takes courage to call her promotion).
I subscribe Tuesday, Wednesday, 4 do silly little things, just because I still did not follow the card, I take a cold Thursday ... Friday extermination stores handkerchiefs, Saturday I'm in pieces, but also decided to have lost too many days of hard exercise, go to the gym.

not. l 'I. ever.

done two days I am stuck with one arm completely useless, so that I could not even dress myself ... all because 'sti Tongol have thought well to load 10 kg in the back and biceps ... without even a shit Heating!
So now I'm stuck at home without a shit to do and without even to go to the gym to make me a run (l 'unique position in question is accepted by the arm bent and resting on his lap ... if you lie down in a natural position scream) ... and as if that were not enough starts to hurt even the right ... well, really well.

crunch T_T I want my 90 and 15 kg of my chest ... and my 40-minute jog T___T I feel lousy, lousy useless T____T

Can't Take Out Earrings

L 'silence does not pay

No, this is not political speeches Mafia, simply 'Scream fanwriter two, the signed and weeping_ice (from which, incidentally, started the conversation and which I thank you for giving me this' opportunity) which can not be that of their stories, their styles, face destruction and slaughter.

The point is very simple: no plagiarism, in our case, of fanfiction!

So, since I myself was a victim of plagiarism (and weeping there can confirm my outburst) well thought out, not me feel to be quiet in the face of such filth, especially now that I am electing the status of unpaid work fanwriter to post-school education.
Just to mention briefly my misfortune, I copied the style (and that's why I talked about a range of plagiarism well thought out ... to demonstrate that what is your style, created by yourself after years of criticism and Feedback taken as suggestions to improve [and here there would have to start a new thread, why do not all know how to accept criticism as advice, but if you go to take on staff], after you've called into question once, twice, a thousand times, after have tried and tried), I even copied the time of composting! I posted and after half an 'hour posted the plagiarist, and this thing has not happened once or twice (one may well say: coincidence), but for a protracted period in time! Almost as if the plagiarist in question would "cover the light" of my fic posting its ...
Just to show you that I'm not really a mad visionary, I tell you how I discovered the validity of my assumptions (And here it is for you to believe me or not, I can only tell you that I'm used to say shit, and this can be confirmed by weeping). It so happened that I had (and still have, thank God) a boyfriend who hated the heart of the slash fic, and not too veiled, but punishment was forced to read mine, to give me an opinion, one day I started reading the fic that sparked the uproar, and since the 'casino man was doing on his own, I began to read aloud to concentrate. After a few minutes of reading (I was suspicious enough, there was something that I stank, but, just to name a weeping [once more, in less time] are good too ... or maybe just too stupid, I had yet the drawn amount of the whole thing) I get the 'man in the room wondering if the fic I was reading the' I wrote it ...
DING! DING!
I rang a bell in my head "that you want to see ..." I thought, but I did all I asked and clever man 'because of this his question, the answer was, words: "Because you use this style when you write, why?"
's husband waited half an answer to many' hours ... I was too busy to make me break out the liver of bile to utter a word.
I explained everything that goes through my head, man, wise and mautro com 'era, he told me to wait until personaccia question in some other fic, just to see if it was just a coincidence or whether it was intentional, the undersigned, being taken out of anger I understand, he could not write for a short period of time e. .. magic spells, also personaccia not post anything ... "coincidences, just coincidence ... I on the other, I have always believed in coincidences! " I told myself not to think the worst, spent a couple of days, the anger subsided a bit and I posted a new fic I read the ... ... after about thirty minutes I went to the main page and ZAK! here appear in a new fic personaccia; doing to my liver definitely a lot of violence, I read ... ZAK'S NEW! security for the same style ... I also read to 'man ... guess what' the verdict?
I said, again, maybe it was just a case ... again I was going to write again after a few days I posted again and again the same story. Now ... I can not be the smartest person in this world, but for a ride we do not take me by anyone ...!
I put in writing, as the cap fiction that they were pursuing (because everyone could read, even the personaccia in question), all my nerves and all my anger, saying that I did not just write and then when someone 'other exploitation my inner work to fix without even telling style, and even less that I would write for a long period of time, I needed some time to cool off.
And guess, again, what happened? exact-__ ... - The personaccia did not come around for a bit 'of time.
But it would be too great if the thing was over like that! Oh no! because only horned? Let's also beat you! The
personaccia contacted me via chat and asked me who was the "asshole" who were allowed to do such a thing (try a little 'guess ...?) and asked me to name, who would have thought personally. .. (since I do not cop to nature, I should have uscirmene with his name? Probably, indeed, a resounding yes, but it was not time, things turned me badly, very badly, and just had neither the strength nor the willing to shoulder a quarrel)

This papyrus is only to say that even though plagiarism is difficult to unmask, TESTS ARE THERE!
Even if you do not feel, PULL OUT THE VOICE AND kick up a fuss!
scopiazzature Enough! No more copy and paste!
Do this at least for yourself! If you've squeezed your brains, if you have lost any sleep over that phrase or that its passage there was, if you've lost hours of your life to find the word or synonym in the context that it was OK, because you have to leave steal FIC, sentence, style and quant 'other from the first jerk who goes and finds the work already beautiful' is done (of course you have, because God save us from sweating)?!
And I do not even express to who is guilty of plagiarism poor people ... without a shred of a) imagination to create an original work, b) self-esteem, c) liver, why do not you glad to receive negative comments on their work, but they are always tips, d) are proud to say: "this l 'I've created! "
agree who estimate your job so much that you take your own words or your own pace (by putting the debt claims, so there is even the suspicion of plagiarism) in its own history, but not who does it for their own advantage !

As for me, I prefer to receive even one critical, too bad for my work , which receive 20 and have a guilty conscience.

Here you can read other cases of ladreggio: http://www.plagiati.splinder.com/ (linkatomi weeping from the always present)
demoralizzatevi ... But now it is true that plagiarism is a costume, unfortunately, widespread, but we can still do something.

If you who read are fanwriter, writers, creators of something, do not let the 'conspiracy of silence covers the thieves!
If you have been hit by the virus of plagiarism, if you were, if not read and write but just short, in any situation you are, you turn this ulro: PLAGIARISM TO STOP!

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One Shot 2

Title: I hate rainy days
Pairing: Fred / George
Rating: Pg 15
Warning: none of the characters or places in the fic are mine, the rights and possession of JKRowling on its behalf, the story was written purely for fun, no profit.
Genre: Romance Beta
say: weeping_ice
Note: The champion of Twincest you finally decide to post the first of the 100 fic ... I'm moved by myself. The title ... well, I admit, feel sorry, very sad ... like one of those phrases that Grouchy blurted always around ("I oodio this, I know that ... oodio, no?), But otherwise you could not do one ... so he adjusts to what he ^ _ ^


"Merlin balls!" Scan every word right in front of the window, "It rains more than a week ... can not take it anymore!" Will heat up seeing the trickle of 'water on the glass and slam their fists on the shelf. Exasperated

close my favorite book.
"Come on, sooner or later end up" get them to accept, but without much conviction, "Why do you always react like that when it rains?".

Puffs and you turn around to look at me, "You do not understand anything!" Accuse me, then come out angry and slammed the door.
I look at you in disbelief ... I can not understand this reaction, you're my twin, but equally I can not understand it ...
Torno focus on my book, while I hear some slamming doors at this rate would demolish the house.

Keep doing as much noise as possible in the bathroom in the hallway, even in the kitchen, rattle pots and pans, I read and reread the same sentence more than once, I can not concentrate.
I admit defeat and close the book again, this time permanently, puffing the support of the table, I put the first shirt that I find and I went toward the noise source.
I hear you mutter insults and slurs against anything you happen to hand instinctively inclined his head to one side, as if it could help me understand this to your behavior ... I give up after a few of seconds, definitely do not understand.

"You can know that you?" I ask you joining me in the kitchen, arms folded and close to his chest.
"I can not stand this takes time" reply without even looking at me.
"And it is necessary to react like that?".
You turn an 'expression is clear, obviously yes, it is really necessary.
I decide not to investigate further; there were never secrets between us, if you really want to tell me you'll take the initiative of your own, I will not force you.
I head to the couch and I let it fall on weight, resting your elbows on knees, hands clasped to form a solid support for the chin. I stare, so, without moving a muscle. The fact that I would not go to admit it does not mean that I spare you the trouble of trying to understand you simply watch.

After ten minutes you turn shooting at me, hands on hips and a strange expression on his face annoyed.
"Well?" Asks point blank "What you have to keep staring at me? We are twins, the weight of your eyes on me I still feel ... "raised an eyebrow. In response
emits a long sigh liberating, "D 'agreement ... I give up, please, I beg you all you want, but tell me why you hate so much the day of rain. "I have worn the brain in search of an answer, but it has not arrived. Resigned
you look around suspiciously and you move towards the window overlooking the garden, past a few seconds to set the world outside, bring her face to the glass and out they do tarnish a small part. With the 'index will hasten to draw a heart, then you move around and showing me smiling uncertainly.

I can not help but smile myself. I get up from the couch still smiling, as soon as you reach the hill both hands on your shoulder, and on their cheek.
"Anch 'io" you whisper to his ear.

"That's why I hate them" whisper "because that 's the only way to let me tell you. "and states that the drawing is gradually disappearing, you've looked saddened those who have no choice and must surrender to the facts.
"I can not do a voice because someone might hear me, I do not touch because someone would see us, I can not even look at you as usual ...!" lower face wearily," I hate them because for me these days you simply be my brother ... and I can not stand it. " When you speak you will be soaked eyes, and cheeks are tinged with a slight purple hue.

I opened my eyes, we loved each other, with the body, hands, eyes, but not with words ... I've never said anything like this before 's now.
George ... I love you I love you like I never loved anyone 'else. I love you as a brother, as a friend, confidant and a lover ... and I love you even as an enemy, because if you ever leave, if you ever leave me alone, I'd die, and for that I'm sure.
I love you like the 'water loves the' burning like the sun, the moon, the day the night ... I love you as only Fred can not love George.
Launch a quick look around, attached to the hook of 'There's an old coat hanger shabby, and lightning shot to get it back from you.
takes your hand, "Are not you afraid of getting wet, right?" Breath on your lips.
remains uncertain in the answer, but I see move your head slightly in the sense of denial.

I move fast towards the door from the back, still holdin 'hands, "Do not let George ..." he whispered, and the open, unfolds his coat and threw it there. A strip in my hand, the 'in your other, our umbrella of luck repairing looks inappropriate and start running toward the forest in front of the Tana, your always in my hand, you follow me, without saying a word.

At the edge of the woods I looked back at me, seems disoriented and confused, but not fearful. With your eyes you make me understand that although he does not know where I'm leading, you trust me and spurs me to continue.
I enter through the trees, one step ahead of you to get ahead. Anyone who has seen running across the lawn must have thought we were going to plot somewhere ... who knows what all the better.

walk for an indefinite time, behind me I hear you panting with fatigue, which begins to be felt.
"Quiet, we're almost there" I turned back to smile, trying to reassure you.
few minutes and yet here he is before our eyes, a small clearing among the trees, large enough for three or four people. The rain must 'have intensified, the branches covered with needles are not enough to stop the travel of the drops that end up crashing on the forest floor. With

movement decided you tear the hem of a cloak out of the hands and throw it away just by making us victims of 'copious water falling, in a short time we are both soaked, wet clothes fit your body like a second skin, the white shirt he clears up to become transparent , letting me see your breasts and inviting mercilessly every furrow marking the abs ... probably the same fate has befallen my shirt.
you up one arm behind his back and slowly I hold you to me without saying a word to the rest kidnapped look at you, drops you glide along the red locks get to the end of the race take the leap, to fall on your face and return the mad journey to your parted lips, now trembling slightly the cold, small puffs of steam coming out of that cave nestled between two edges of the perfect red leather and soft.

Suddenly her hand to my face, and with the back stroke my cheek, lips, forehead, cheek again ... I close my eyes and smile, beandomi of that feeling of infinite peace, then, with the gota push lightly on the fingers until you find the skin to skin with your palm. Start caressing her face with it, until you get to the fingertips, with his free hand and start to take your baciartele one by one, one, two, ten times, and again, and again, and again ... then me again on the hill face and fixed my eyes in yours.

The rain continues to fall, creating around our bodies a muffled noise.

"I love you George." I whisper in a misty puff of steam two tears streaming down her face, fair and swashbuckling ... I hope you trade for the drops.
I hand you a little 'more to me, you have not yet said a word.
"I love you."
Poggio my forehead to your "I love you, love you, love you," I always say stronger. Without warning

bring me the 'other hand to the face, as to want to prevent any possible escape and through my eyes unto the' soul, deep and sweet at the same time.
I have no desire or strength to stay away, with a rapidly moving my hand behind your neck and even more quickly cover my lips your in a chaste kiss that gets deeper and intimate in 'a period of time.

Keep still, immersed in that contact with the rain that still runs on him. Beginning to advance and lead our bodies on the cloak which I had thrown away slowly until you are kneeling down with me, you follow me not to object at all.
lips just come off the time needed for a quick breath, your hands now roam impatient under the shirt, that in a second slip off me off and throw away. Free
a hand from your hair and try to better accommodate the fabric, pulling time from a corner, now by 'another, then use it to hold me, propped to the ground, and slowly let go of my body weight on your visit to the 'one lying on the' other.
interrupt the frenzy of our languages and am departing slightly. I watch the world around us swirls fierce and mad, you're the 'only constant I have left.

"Hear more rainy days?" Asked with a smile, while you caress his face, "Do you still think that the 'only way to tell me is to draw a design on a fogged?".
From your eyes I see two tears fleeting tick "Never leave my hand," I pray with a trembling voice.
"I will not do" Smile
, copious tears down your cheeks reddened long; "I love you Fred"
"I love you too 'I' I whisper in my turn, before dropping again in your mouth and your body.

The rain continues to fall, forcing people into homes comfortable and dry and allowing us, at least for today, to love without fear ... ... the body with his hands ... his eyes ... and with words.

Hose And Shoes For Blue Suit

Despair runs anywhere

one ... but what the hell to do to find some 'healthy slash on Fred and George?
Well ... we're not talking about putting in Dumbledore sets coupled with Mc Gonagall! This is a normal Twincest!
Now ... I understand and accept that not everyone will like, and that's fine ... but is it possible that not around they are more than 3 or 4 fanwriter (myself included), dedicated, if not exclusively, at least in part to them?!
course I only find stories where to disturb brotherly see a new character or where they are coupled with Angelina or Alicia's turn.
And I still wonder ... but I'm the only one who 'got sick of only ever read the usual ship? ... Probably yes ... nothing against Draco / Ginny or Draco / Harry, for goodness sake .. . but to us poor fans of 'chance someone thinks? Cos' has a Tom / Harry in less than the other? Or a Arthur / Lucius?
... not to mention that some fanfic complaint from the public are very good taste-__-

All this just to conclude that a day from the morning had done nothing but peck a face full of shit car ... especially thanks to those of finance genes that have well-designed to remove 35% of funds for Research and 'universities, not happy have completely changed the bands to reduce taxes (as well, since they are finished in a band more, I have to pay 300 € more than the 'last year, even though my income has not increased at all ... and here I wonder what the fuck I managed to make the request for reduction, if finally the line is only increased) and, to complete, have totally eliminated the option 'abandonment of studies "... so now I find myself having to pay a much more straight high compared to last year ', to a degree that does not attend, because I think no point wasting time behind something that I understood not satisfy me, especially in view of an attempt to join in September and on veterinary review of the subject matter the admission test being able to show the abandonment of studies to avoid paying the second part of the line (as they do not attend), with an income well below that of last year '... sorry, but tonight just could not I can see the glass half full.

Red Liscence Plate Ontario

Done the crime ^ __ ^

Pain to me ... I forgot the most important thing of all

T__T ... I finally did come out with my mother (after that almost all my friends ... but I assume that parents are always the last to know certain things U_U) it to him ... 'I said slyly down the street, we have seen that ever took to make a square ... so I avoided , hating her scenes in public and I am made smart, yes.
L 'took it all in all good ... well, that did not jumping for joy,' s agreement ... but went away with 30 / 2 's to start the apnea proceso metabolism of thing, then returned to breathing and debuted with a "just do not go to slaughterhouses around ..." (I've never done that shit and you know it ... well, to see valley mothers sometimes ... probably did not know what to say and chose a neutral) ... I feel relieved, a weight agrave less on my poor stomach gastritis.

I suppose, or more than anything I hope that my "discovery" part of the mess inside me that swirls in from about a year ... ergo I hope to have solved one of the many tangles Lamen ... there are only the most 'dissatisfaction with nearly all things el' unknown studio ... let's see if those systems also slowly

T__T And this is really all about, you soon people! ^ __ ^

Ultra Bronze Tony Quinn

A nice end of the month

... 's yesterday the charms of my condo dwellers, after three hours of wrangling and family members dressed as Inca ** condominium meeting, they gave me the' ok 's installation of the dish ... wondering why they ask for permission as they were "obliged to say yes" ... I think you have read in front of a red LED model, "but vaffan ...!!!"
yesterday ... me and my mom and I went to sign the contract sky within 9 days ... I have a slaughterhouse of channels "new" to sollazarmi front of the small screen! XD
... Tuesday I go to the gym ... I want to join the turtle on the abdomen, this is the 'Last Judgement U_U
... now I bought the bag and pants for the gym ... I feel happy ^ __ ^ ... and more I started to revise biology groped 's admission to veterinary examination after 2 years ... that lack the "serious study" I have not found much in trouble ... then we'll see with chemical , mathematics and physics (I foresee a lot of pain ... pain T_T)

More news ... there are not over and out until the next event ^ __ ^

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Nooooooooooooooooo ... is wonderful!

are the People ... 2:48 ... I was zapping in TV and ended up an Italian, what do I see?

Buffy! Buffy! BUFFY!!

Aaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahah!! Scream of joy and jubilation!

... I'm the happiest woman in the world!

Should I buy the DVD ... I've done definitely U_U

Chelsea Charms Growth

I do not believe it myself ... O__O

things you people ... no, no ... I did things for me, until a couple of hours ago would have been as a test of aerospace Ingenieria O__O ... Come to

points:
1 : man 's got the router wireles
2: from good woman got shit with new technologies, just got home, though it was the' one pass, I started to install
3 : new technology to good balls, the router did slaughterhouses, preventing me from connecting to God only knows why ... so I had to redo all the 'installation from scratch
4: I finally managed to access the network with the laptop in the kitchen ... long live wireles router! \\ (^ W ^) / 5
: I tried the mule ... TATATATAAAAAAAN! ... Gave me a low ID-___-... and then look for and research the pages of guides to the mule, what do I discover? I have to reset the router ports ... but before I do a slaughterhouse with strange 'IP ... Basically, I will forecast a hysterical crying because I and the technologies we are friends in name only ...
6: turning for help to find myself on a mule tuuuuuutta page in English ... which would not have even been a problem, they were not, now, 4 am -__-".. . and then translate that will translate, I discover from my pc that I can become aware of certain information that did not even suspect existed O__O
7: Follow all the steps, through terror, every click, to send up in smoke literally pc T_T; Reprogram the doors of the damned mule, clik clik here and there ... almost crying with fear of breaking up the 'one laptop in the house ...
8: Try connecting the mule looking away again ... I could not bear the sight of those yellow arrows pettose-__-
9 : O_______O no ... do not believe it! It 's the sleep which gives me hallucinations! The cursed darts are green! The rises down to levels not seen (for me)! Starting from the first things! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Jubilation! E 'triumph splash of the night!

I never thought I could do it, especially alone! Beginning to re-evaluate a little bit my cervellozzo ^///^

What Swimsuit Is Gretchen Wearing

So let's start! XD

Yes, I got ... I also included
fanfic100_ita , the Big Table ... Damned with two tables! (I'm crazy, there is no other explanation ... I'm totally touches ... 200 ... ssssè fanfic, I might as well strangle with my bare hands -__-")

Here you are: http:// sour-climax.livejournal.com/profile

I hope the ship will snack curiosity, for my part I'll put the whole 'try to write tales worthy of the name, I promise ^ __ ^

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Mixes fatal





Her name is Noel I have a dream about her She rings my bell ...



Sometimes things are combined and then one feels caught in the middle of a galactic conspiracy ... the explosive mixture of anti-Sere? Nightmare before + Teenage Dirtbag. Definitely fatal.
Not that yours truly has given the maturity in the '80s, but I think it's one of those things that remain the same but time goes by ... the same pre-written wink, wink equal to the pre-oral, equal to the amount of infinite concepts not learned during the 'years of age (forward, tell me who the fifth year has done at least two days saw ... even if I say I do not believe) to be learned in 'period of five days, the same as' liberating scream when you put your feet out of school after the oral ...

... it makes me melancholy T_T I loved the years of high school! ... No, not for material-___-... -___-... nor even to study for professors to OO .. the first cooked brilliant, that's why I went there and I'm still mad ...!
The first loves, first heartbeat, the first few times you live in the light of that great or cool as much pussy, obviously bigger than you, former boyfriend or girlfriend and you see how the 'little girl friend ... when you get up at 6 in the morning, you dress the way God, I'll knock off early Turin, even of 'winter, with -7 ° [and smears of ice in your hair +_+], aspects that he has entered, risking death by hypothermia, even when you saw and does not occur until the third hour, and sacrifice the first 10 minutes of the first hour because the devil, it is your joy in the morning (and evening before going to sleep for the sole purpose of waking up and going to school the next morning -__-), mica can precede the study to 'love!, come down in the yard at' range only to be able to see those 10 minutes on the cross, and wait another 2 hours of lessons, of course, just following those subjects that just will stimulate 'learning, otherwise they remain blissfully e gently nestles in the waves of your dreams (obviously about him, you and him, your marriage, your children and your grandchildren as well, because you are a woman and have already planned everything organized, from 'Engagement Ring brillocco 3 carats color of flowers to church, to 'university of your children [almeno3 because he knows, is a great steak, you've never tried it but you know, your sixth sense of a woman you will be sure XD] until the breed of dog you have when you retire, all day alone in your beautiful villa rustica, which you lovingly cook, pick the flowers and embroidery [O_o] and he promptly adjust something mechanical and complicated, because even at 70 years remained a genius [took 60 at the couple but was a genius, in fact, were the teachers who do not understand him U_U], with his grandchildren every Sunday they come to dinner, the golden retriever [a must for every reverie on the family] wagging happy playing with the cat [in practice half a farm], in short, the classic, beautiful and beautifully perfect family-Mulino Bianco) with eyes that exude devolution, at least until he gave a start to the inhuman scream of teacher shift that has noticed that his head right there you are, but you have not you noticed him or the fact that the lesson began, has been conducting and is also close to completion. Then

grow up and lose that magic on the street ... that deprimenzia

Here are T_T ... all triggered by a movie and a song, both at the right time, right place and in the right doses at the wrong time ... or, in the wrong place and wrong dose, then depends on how one takes it and if he lives.
If you take the flight check a smile, if you take the teeth ... well, that's a whole 'other story.

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Cof! Cof! Cof! O__O

... Then I saw 'tonight for the first time, the first part of Queer As Folk UK (I found myself in the folder QAF so ... I wonder how it ended O_o) ... I had a long, intense thrill ...
... and I nearly vomited-___-
Now, I know ... Who is' that which should be dwarf Brian-gran pezzo di manzo- Kinney?!?!
No...no no no no...mi rifiuto, mi oppongo, manifesto contro, non lo accetto, sono da mettere al rogo!!!

...facciamo chiarezza U_U

QUESTO! è Brian Kinney



...non questo!!!



...questo è il manzo!



...e questo lo scarto di lavorazione



non facciamo confusione, per cortesia U_U

Se siete "addetti ai lavori", guardatevi la prima scena nel loft di Brian di entrambe le versioni...andiamo per punti:

1: the street, the 'meeting ... Sandstorm, by Darude, there is like a dream, followed, in the loft, You think you're a man, full frontal ... another piece of' gold embedded in the scene ... but I admit that this has nothing to ...

2: When Brian pouring the 'water, straight from the bottle, made him ... watch U.S. version * __ * ... now watch it in the UK version + __ + ... what that would do that dwarf ? -___-

3: The phrase ... that phrase ... "I know you are coming or going? ... Or coming, and going ... Than Or coming, and staying ...". Brian says the U.S., and we seem to hear the choir of angels, sensuality personified (sbavocchioso time ... lascatemi dream in peace, please * Ç *)... ... not even the UK version says -___-"

In light of the facts, look at both scenes, I was nothing short of shocked and horrified to say very little O_O ... I think there is even comparison-___-damn!

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One Shot 1

Title: Their Valentine's Day, Our Valentine's Day
Pairing: more ships
Rating: PG 14 (for the benefit of the doubt)
Warning: All the characters in this fic are not mine, JKRowling, the houses publishing, the cinema and quant 'other are the only owners of the above, there is no end only fun but profitable. The events described are purely imaginary, the characters do not really exist.
Genre: Romance, perhaps with ... some Angst speck of belief.

Notes: Fic Valentine's Day (yes, I have complied with the uniform and more) posted a day late (count 's has posted a 15, the PC-maker who was muttering again) because in the end this would be "their Valentine's Day" ... and they are more important than anyone else, for me.




"Oh Ron!"

through the common Hermione jump to see my brother's neck, her eyes shine happy, has a blue case in hand, those beautiful, those of jewelers ... that every girl wants to be seen like this in the days ahead.

"It's wonderful! You should not have, thanks! "Ron mumbled something

embarrassed, and after seven months of engagement has not yet accustomed to the reactions of extremely affectionate and Herm ... I challenge you! Hermione, books and logic, rationality and composure, which is exploding with joy this way ...!

crooked smile, but happy for him and move on.



* * * "You're only Ginny," Pansy

cuddle my sister, her eyes closed and his face in his affodato hair soft, it breathes in the scent, the 'essence' s savor the taste, everything without moving a muscle.

"You are my highest peak, my climbing failed "

Ginny smiled and did not let it end, looks around to see if anyone is going there. There's just me.
sees me and radiant smiles, takes her face in her hands and kisses her softly, almost in passing.

answer to her smile, a bit 'late, and I wish you all the best in the world.



* * * "I swear to you Harry," Draco

, kneeling in front of the Seeker youngest of the century, holding a hand in his, I remain stunned for a moment ... is not every day you see a Malfoy knelt!

Harry does not answer, looked at him in her face and tears I see a pair of twins rigargli cheeks. A smile comes on my lips and I understand that it's all right, everything goes, just as it should.

saddens me a little 'while I walk away.



* * * "Happy Valentine's Day love

A door ajar runs fast in a whisper, I come and do a stealth 'look.

"I miss you devour the 'soul ... but I'm strong, you know, just as you like"

Professor Snape bowed his head for a moment even a blind man would understand, he is tired and can not find peace. Then I see it, just a moment before Severus if the string in the chest, taking a single hiccup, the picture wears of a young Sirius Black, joined by a newer, smiling just for him, for his potion master.

Severus away the frame and put it back in place, then, from one corner of the desk near a scarlet rose. It captures the fragrance for a second one, and gives it to his love of card magic and reagents.

"I love you, stupid sack of fleas" sobbing freely now.

I smile sadly and I walk away, then it's just them, it is not right for someone to steal him.

*

"..."

Neville opens his eyes wide in disbelief, unable to articulate something that is not stammering embarrassed and amazed.

"is not enough all the greenhouses in the world to show my love"

Blaise appears from behind a corner. Embrace the back of this little treasure from her cheeks on fire and hugs him, stroking his chest. Loves him, so simply, without the frills of thoroughbred families, openly or furtively look around.

"But I hope that however you like ... the 'I built especially for you ... for us ... for our time together" she whispers her chin resting on his shoulder and squints Nev.

was from this morning that I wondered what it was that the new building in the distance you could see Gryffindor tower. And Blaise
good, you caught that little shy and elusive bird with a cage of glass, metal and plants.

*

Large room, breakfast. It's all a

exchange gifts, kisses cast to 'shadow of a statue will become more ardent, holding hands and whispering promises light at the tip of his lips.
is a sight to and from the heart, but promises more beautiful, more real, are those to which I have witnessed this morning, stealing private moments here and there, only to feel a bit 'less alone, trying to savor the small happiness even from afar.
is true, I admit it ... I am envious. I can not live my love to sunlight, this for me ... I must be a day like any other.

sadly I get up from the table and take the road that leads to 'lobby. A few steps before I left the scene to see him defeated, comes up to me smiling, almost bold, the 'object of my love, because of my pining.
He stops in front of me and greets me normally as if nothing had happened, even if he knows.

answer as usual, to avoid arousing suspicion, a joke, a joke, a laugh, a punch as a joke ...

"I go to breakfast," she informs. I l 'I have already made, or at least I tried.
"We See you in class. "

joins me, sure of himself, without even giving me time to respond, and stares at me, deep, trembling, intense and intimidating, for a moment that seems to have no end, and I touched his hand suddenly and lightweight and extremely elusive , spring breeze. His fingers collide with my warm, warm up in a moment from the thrill of happiness for that little gesture, great for me to sneak into my palm, caressing the clever and playful, with no way to trace small designs, and then go away and he moves on without looking back. All

'I suddenly stiffen, he dropped something in his hand, hidden from the rest of the world.
I squeeze your fingers around a small object that is still unknown and go out.

*

All 'shadow of a statue of any observer curious and impatient little red ball. The waste is a cioccomagico; escapes me a smile. All
'inside of' crumpled wrapping something catches my attention, some quick strokes of a feather, drawn with the unmistakable handwriting.
deployment well rectangle of aluminum.

-Happy Valentine's Day Fred.
I regret not being able to go together, as they should, as we had imagined and designed ...-

In my mind it takes to form his face, I imagine him as he wrote. I'm sure
winked, and I was born a spontaneous smile.

-... but imagine if anyone knew ... but do not worry, tomorrow is Saturday ... you know what this means, right? -

I see it blink again, this time more lascivious, without knowing wink to my time.

-I love you, George .-

cioccomagico launched into the air that I end up directly in the mouth, on a precise hit and calibrated, laughing to myself that crumpled piece of paper, only potential incriminating evidence, and push down the bottom of the right pocket, away from prying eyes.

"Tomorrow is Saturday ... already!"

Smiling, I walk away, I have this in your pocket, in the eyes of a future Valentine's all mine, and finally our own.


Mah .. I do not know ... I still have some doubt about this shot ... let me know ^. ^

Make An Electronic Toy

Oh ... Ooh! ... Oooh! ... Ohohoh!

There are ... It 's got ... it's mine, all mine ...' s I thought, 's I lived there I went inside ... and my, It' s got in his hand!
are fixed for a new ship in HP ... let's recap:
Phase 1: Discovery ... obvious ship, Draco / Ginny...felice and euphoric 's abandoned him by the roadside an afternoon of' August, bound to a pole and no water ... I assume and hope has died, if not, God forbid.
Step 2: The stallo...Draco / Harry...altro ship obvious, but far less objectionable ... and then I developed visceral hatred towards Potter.
Step 3: L 'evolution ... the ship that will last forever and I will bounce between the walls of the skull or cranial to be till death do us separi...Fred / George...la Gemona the Geminicest the Twincest. .. what you like, the juice is always the same.
Step 4: Testing ... ship Blaise / Neville...Blaise I refuse to imagine how Rowling describes it, not a racist issue, God preserve me from this me ... 'I thought in a certain way and must remain so ... cool ... cool beyond words ... and damn perfect for Neville!
Step 4a: perseverance in trials ... from a James / Severus and coming to a Sirius / Severus, James / James Severus / Remus...una cacophony of men, a jumble of ship ... but I love how the unfolding of history and the madness that pervades the minds ...!
Step 5: The 'lighting ... you can not say more, must' be my sole Copyright Italian, I hasten to the rights granted is only one thing ... ... once again ... but a het ship ship that people who ship! I foretaste whole 'Ambaradan, writing, crisis of srittore, lighting, success, applause, in the historical books of fic citations, honors and glories, appurtenances XD (d' Agreement 's agreement in a bit ... maybe I exaggerated ... but what do I care? XD) ... related to this ship will then give a person the right to Qualle credits, not so much a factor of "sameness" of pairing, but rather for "similar" we say, but this will be revealed in due course.

Stay tuned, wait for the fic! XD

Oh! and mind you ... you can leave the side of the road only a ship ... not a dog, not a cat nor any other animals ... animals are loved and respected! Not abandoned, not abused, not tortured, not used to make fur / food quality / edging jackets / self-styled medicine / ornaments, etc., not hunted or used for experiments in the laboratory! In the words of Mercutio, "a plague on your family" ... behold, the turnaround 'wish to all the fools who do things above, plague your family and also to that of your friends and ... cagarella well, now you are magnanimous and include it in the price, with best wishes for a happy death! è__é

How Much To Rear Hamster

How long ... So long ... Too long

First of all ... I apologize for the previous post, I was afflicted with acute mental regression em 'had taken the cue to write everything in English ... which is also quite incorrect to stretch out ... no comment.
Second of all (persevering happily) ... I do not update a booooootto time ... I had impallinato the pc ... turns on but the desktop screen nada, nada de nada ... first visit to the doc pc. .. uninstall some programs ... some icons did not work at all, to tell the truth ... second visit to the doc the next day ... ... pc soft communication "urgent need to format. stop. urgent communication written consent. stop. also need a new antivirus. stop. that we recommend to buy at our office. end of the telegram, "... total cost not want to think, that fucking Christmas ... New Year's Eve followed by a more dick, but at least the past by her grandmother, with no relatives (yes, because the bastards ... or better , Le Bastard, aka my mom and my aunt is just take turns for the holidays, a guy who goes to a Christmas and New Year ... ever!). So I el 'man we did on the eve the Supreme Sacred Grandmother, by Father Christmas lunch dictator Teddy Bear, reassured by the 'obligation previously imposed on the subspecies of mother that I find myself to bring the Sacred Supreme Grandma to lunch with her and following the above-mentioned obligation to sacred to go, and the night of the first 'year of the aforementioned American ever ... just like we did for 3 years now and nothing to complain, in fact, are the best New Year's and my mother and rosicare my aunt because if you lose them ... but how do you, as children, to behave like this?! Again, no comment, we avoid proliferation of insults and expletives.
fact is (that I was losing the thread of discourse conductor) which are again on these shores ... I ask forgiveness for not having more spike_follow said ... quiet dear, crisis passed ... now I feel inexorably with one foot in fossa, but I realized that there we can do anything and so I try to keep myself busy with anything; anyway thanks for the advice and the 'X ^ ^ interest in the crisis. Other internal communication
totally irrelevant ... I'm back in search of my street, I almost give up ... aka the 'uni, working a bit' and then I see and I do not want to pay the studies depend on ... from my mother for that, do not already left me medicine ... and what has he got? That the undersigned is no longer understand a damn what direction to take and has thrown down the toilet 2 years of life ... but great ', an evil wizards ...!... we'll see.

PS: ... a new template, a new punch in the eye ... I have to figure out how to load a template made by me ... but will always be an artistic mess.