Is It Okay I Like Furry Art

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long time I was gone, but life happens to be no bed of roses.

The reason why I was gone for so long, is the following:
I thought, now is where my life financially difficult and I no longer the youngest cat in the world am (as a blonde chick named Daniel Katz pushed me from the throne), should I even begin to rake in money.
So I devises a diabolical plan: (at this point to you is a devilish laugh before)


The first thing I thought of my clothes off and stranger men dirty sex in beds of a 15.8 motels to have but then I thought to myself ,

no,

that would be too easy.

Then I thought about it just in the Bundesbank invade, to crack the code of the safe use of Matt Parkman and me through countless millions to Ireland and to all my life but then dry baked scones I thought,

no,

would be too easy.

Then I thought, and I found was the best idea I ever had to slit my friend with a razor of Sweeny Todd's neck and tarts to make with meat that I sell all over the world, but then I thought,

no, I'm just a

Hackebeil from IKEA.

So I did something very devious and wrote a book.

Next week or maybe a few days (There is a capture and an end and a middle section) has sooner or later I blog a reading test. Good comments will be blogged by me. Bad I am sending a letter bomb.

And you know what?

The power-BOOM!

Free Wacth Xerex Movie

thank you.

She lives just for us.
For no other. We are the reason why they lose hope not, why they fight and always continue. Perhaps she would be dead if we were not.
It'll do me, dabein we do nothing. We are just there. We live. We grow to be older. And her last. She fights to get us growing up, and I do not know how to thank her for that. I am so happy that it's there, and I could not do without them.
My life would not be what it is now, even if it already is no longer what it once was 3 years ago, more than anything (almost) completely was in order. Nevertheless, I am grateful. For each Second, minute, hour with her. Because I know how bad it was before, and that nothing is taken for granted.
I'm not happy about the situation, that had to go through what she goes through and still not quite sure, but I try to see the positive in it.
I, has shown us what life gives us that so much of what we see and accept just not there for everyone is that it can be otherwise. I am now about little things, see things differently and I fear that everything could be over soon. But the Hoffunung dies last, and that is hopefully never.

Thank you, that you do not lose courage,
die Kraft behältst, den Willen hast. Ich liebe dich.
Und ich wünsche mir, dass ich dir zurückgeben kann, was du mir gibst.
Ich wünschte, ich müsste das hier nie schreiben, weil es keinen Grund gibt, dann wäre alles einfacher.
Aber das ist es nicht. So ist das Leben.

Three Year Old With Fever And Chills

the stories that you read but never write

Ich hab' schon wieder Nichts zu schreiben.
mir brennen die Dinge auf der Seele, aber ich kann sie einfach nicht in Worte fassen. Ich würde so vieles gern aufschreiben, in Buchstaben verpacken & nett umschreiben, aber irgendwo auf dem Weg von Seele zu Gehirn zu Hand/Mund geht es verloren.
Wie auch immer, ich sitz' hier rum, höre traurige Musik und fühle mich schlecht.
Gott, wie sehr ich mich bemitleide, und wie sehr ich dann auch noch will, dass andere mich bemitleiden. Vergesst das alles wieder & wartet, wenn ihr Lust habt, auf die Tage, an denen ich wieder gute Laune & gute Dinge zum Schreiben habe. Sorry.