Friday, April 1, 2011

Knot After Heart Cathetization

my dear, time is here.

To a fictional
.

*
ever. Have you ever thought about what you were and what they are? And what you have learned ... Only cause me some grace, some curiosity, how time transforms you and I built. That has made the time. Once you were a girl, a silly girl, now you're a pseudo-mature chibola, who laughs a lot and he shares little. It also amuses me, and thanks, the things I learned from you, the things that I value because I know today I lost some time because I lived not in others, and because I know from my own experience, and measured by observation of yours, that good things do not rain with ease. Amiga, perhaps today are friends more than usual. Perhaps the time happens a lot, but things that really count do not go away (how many times I have to tell you?). We may never finished reading Rayuela, so I won. You may not understand what I'm writing, I only know I wish you the best, fictional. And even if you screwed up and I also friendship never enough, never hurts. 're an honorable person (pseudo-honorable). Thanks for everything, rather than any real person, to the fiction that used to stop by my stories.


* And time is here.

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