Sunday, November 28, 2010

Red Spots In Throat And Roof Of Mouth

water. Performed

Today is November 30, behind the glass raining and I still regret not giving me those green wellies.'s Been days since I frequent neither heaven nor earth My absence is ephemeral, intelligible. Between the parentheses of the most beautiful fate I met the zero point, the cluster where all the feelings that flow, flow.


I think time has given me no any inch, but in return you have been granted a sneak treatment and a lug to the bottom, learning everything secret, anything that produces the shock of the head against the ceiling, sublime.


Things always change, Heraclitus said that no one bathes twice in the same river, I am over seas. The polychromy is a good philosophy, stability is the central point of instability attempt to avoid the decoration angrelados perceptive, I will avoid to avoid life.


I like walking barefoot, the buttons undone and live.


Today is November 30, starting from kind words, today's my birthday, I hope.

Friday, November 26, 2010

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Tutorial: Mobile winter.

Do you like our new Christmas decorations? We are inspired by the clouds of Japanese engravings. If you want to get one, you leave the tutorial here: -----------------------------------
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Materials: Cardboard
microchannel, Sprays MTN metallic color, acrylic painting American brush, a piece of Porex star-shaped snow, and nylon thread.

Instructions:
- Do the patterns on cardboard and cut loops also the tag to then mark the carton.
- Make patterns on cardboard and cut with heavy scissors.
- Paint Spray the pieces with the giving 2 layers.
- With American acrylic paint, paint the loops profiles and the cloud and the heart. Make sure that the profile is the same thickness. You will also need to paint the edges of the tiles and the star of Porex always giving 2 layers of paint.
- Once dry, place the fishing line and hang the small pieces of the cloud and it's roof.

JAPOE you have your mobile phone!!
Pattern:

Friday, November 19, 2010

Remedy Broken Veins On Lip

, sunken, water.



will play to the boats, the boxes will show you where I built my fleet of losers and failures sailors full of sea and sky. I will look tricky hide positions where your boat and after that the Naumaquia fireworks explode between and an extreme night.

cold head in the oven, start the game, face to face, blinded by the steam-boats, a seven to resonates in the soul who confesses to a touched. He starts, the game keeps waiting for a flock of animals painted with great precision, in the confusion a Be three escapes his lips, sunken. The water cools the feet.

Distance premeditated, seated facing the wall, wall to wall, cement shoes continue the game. E six, eight ce of five ... a long combination of letters and numbers, a long silence while waiting fleet orders. No answer.

Force drunk, no trials, no feathered wings that do not fit well into the frames of the doors. A disordered speech concludes with a defeat ideas common sailors shake hands and neatly flushed down the side. Finally a efe five draws at the corners, give with water, finally with water.

Headgear, sunken and water, chills, dizziness for people with acrophobia. And now, I diculpen moralists who thoroughly removed every speck of sand that settles in her bright shoes. But faced with a cliff icily passionate, all heaven is the piece suspended from the ground more friendly and deep sea, everything that was mentioned, there will be more than a dogma in disguise.

Let's play the boats, could sink the fleet.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Bushnell Trophy Magnifiers



Artcrenata is 4 years!
And we want to celebrate in style: This week (from 15 to 20 Nov.2010) there 10% discount in store. And if you're our fan on Facebook (like me) you will also have a gift.
advantage to do your shopping this week!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Tawnee Stone Collection

my spine, casus belli. Schizophrenia Part 1

I have about 33 vertebrae, realistic complex constructions are inflected towards existentialism, to a wrongly considered divine essence. They dance to the rhythm of vital movement that stirs us from one extreme to another, no longer a swing, a children's game to be a vital war feelings, a romantic tragicomedy that is life in general areas happy.

The spinal cord tells a balance that makes a non-existent so sweet tickle declined in a sharp but sweet cough inhospitable and other unusual animals fantásticos.Es woes certainly the closest to the land of stars, clouds and a huge moon that dispenses to be vassal of the sun. Agile and elusive digs his fingernails puncturing nerves bristle-shaped flowers feelings on the skin. The spinous process not away from direct contact with the world.

The world becomes a vertebral body chord piano melodic and well structured. The cervical vertebrae to the imagination claim objective of switching to blow finger the world. The chest is abandoned to the sweetness, peace, thinking of what realistic glimpse into the shadows. The lumbar are cautious, they bear the weight of the hair when it is swung through the air with a name, it is curious that the hair or the slashing. They are always eager to escape one night and swim in the sea, to be irresponsible, want to stop at the bottom encajar.Pero know that this is their place and accept submissive to rebel soul. Waiting times to expose their feelings. The latter are the animal of any human being, living in total alienation, eternal slumber by their higher nature, their eternal winter at his sense of wrong.


Cold vertebral sharpens wit, while the intervertebral space hidden secrets which show slowly and as the stem of a plant without flowers, small leaves can be glimpsed drawn with the index finger.


I know, you should tell the doctor, but I'm still something funky.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Igrice Naruto I Sakura



cycles wear suits and ties, living in doorways and broken streetlights and people do not dance to the rhythm of light.


He dressed in shirt of 1000 rods, steel rods burning, burning if you grab, if not grab the vacuum, if you undress, the clothing is not removed. I'll be honest, soul mad and does nothing to draw in the breath of a blow to reality, a figure previously known.


infected sand feet, then legs, until he was defeated at the natural beauty and supreme mundo.Alienada air inspired and sold his soul to the hands, promised to run, run very fast but at the of temporary short breaks, short breaks to nothing azarosas.Pausas explicit.


There is no horizon, retired, and now she is writing stories full of topics that are removed at each stroke of ink. Ink stained despair, desperation sound, a head so realistic and so stupidly illusive.


This never smell like toast, it does not support ever.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Side Effects Of Avloclor

Note: The word is embraced in the dictionary.

Play-betrayal, stained dark coven mnemonics, attacking with the gift of opportunity and irónica.El secret cold floor full of chills the body covered by an explicit statement, the first assault.

a moment, a moment full of dragonflies inexplicably special stay, stained a light amber color, the ground soaks the soles of the feet fairly tight at the mercy of Mr. Soil. The hands are blurred by the slow voracious uncontrollable movements, the eyes are subtitled, thoughts on salmon color slides projected on the horizon, the dragonfly are turned off, the second assault.

A dark room, smoking acanthus front of the mirror in search of spreading some magic and sleight of hand, a thick fog to pose as the smoke is not a soul. The senses are turned off, the intelligible untimely walks, the mind is a silent parrot, a slight implosion frees the soul always willing to walk barefoot foot cooling. War temperate happiness simultaneous rhythmic mismatch, bitterness with a cake, red flag anti-nationalist, third assault.

Ecstasy.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Homemade Range Top Smoker

hand. Break

His chest was purple, purple from the blows that are graciously tip.


Searching ... never found, the soul would be removed, remove a walk, and walk naked. But for more hits that dealt only managed a strong and chronic pain, is that the more clothing was removed more appeared on it, the more captive in his prison remained silent honeysuckle.

occasionally allowed a break from his dictatorial rate of strokes and filled with the aroma of course contaminated vital, but it was carried away by tying the lead to one of the bars.

One autumn day was dealt a blow with such force that he fell, his eyes half-closed the presence of someone perceived was the Silence. Wanted to ask, talk, but could not, was the Silence who spoke

"I think I know what you want, what you have in your hands.

hands, had the soul, he saw her, caressed her, opened his eyes and met with others. He shuddered.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Kutumb Series For Free

vessels.

crystals raining Hopefully, hopefully fall to the ground with the force of a violent struggle, and splashes bursting into small rhinestones.
Idyllic scene crystals that do not hurt, fall on you, without tearing, light, friendly, affectionate, and caresses. No walk in the bright umbrellas sidewalks, streetlights under ductile to the cries of a soul eternally in the line between strict loquacity or silence, in the light of the new moon, under the partial or total darkness.


Utopias ironic that border on stupidity, crystals bleeding, blood is not cleansed, the blood flows, lives free of piety. But who cares, if the brightest light hide, if unexplored corners populate if party dress in mourning, if crystallize baring all ethereal bodies ... What a shame that the problem always resides in the price provided in the price.


May rained glass, hopefully not ache.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Pokemon Platinum : How To Go To Bag?

hiccups, sa-1.adj. Having hiccups. Hugs



ill and vanished from the open wound between the wall and her bed. It was a narrow, bright, overlooking the horizon and clouds of dust and gloom, there was a great place but it was a special place. There his thoughts were diluted creating a gallery full of nuances, mazes, colors and butterflies with hiccups, chronic hiccups.

He walked by that place, became intrigued by the sad light of the streetlamps, flew into those labyrinths, without a guide, not wanting to look way out. But when he tried to climb one of those fluffy clouds and dirty, the whole thing a sneeze world. So, he opened his eyes, wiped his nose and was again embraced a floral pillow, felt ridiculous because it felt like forever, defeated, then slept or tried.

not dreamed of anything, I preferred it, had dreamed a lot lately, I thought that too. Again spent the night hours looking at the starry ceiling of his room, tragicomic scene endless, unbearable ... at dawn magnificent butterfly escaped hiccups when yawning. So I think he smiled. What the heck, smiled!