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OK, this entry will be brief but loud ...

OR I AM MENTALLY DEFICIENT (with all respect to deficient) and no Caqué SEARCH IN THIS THE LAIFCHURNAL of cows, or there is no fudging SUPERNATURAL fandom FRENCH .......

took half an hour looking for French people, or whatever, in the end almost repampinfla me where they are, but who writes in French, which is stiff to me ... BUT

happens to SPN fangirls Franchute LAIFCHURNALS WHO ARE NOT IN FRENCH THAT ALL WRITE IN ENGLISH !!!!!

I can not believe ....

SO PIPOL s'il vous plaît, If you know of someone who writes on SPN IN FRENCH PLEASE tell me!!
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Descargar Milenan Velba lonely road (my first road traffic)

Well, I posted this fic on supernatural_sn ... I have been
tad cheesy (all the fault of the episode of the kids that I have with a top that I can not oj)
the pepone came over me, and wing, to get the pink slippers (god to me pass this vein corny, which I'm more gore
....) anyway, I am squishy, and I get to write stuff in here ...

-note: speaking from the perspective of Dean. is located on the third season, at any given time. is only "a moment of road", something like a FIC ROAD ...
-pairing: dean-sam
-suitable for all audiences, but is mentally Winchester (yes, there is the mental Winchester, you should know ...)-the three songs
who have inspired me are "feel like makin 'love", "She Brings Me Love" and "bad co." of bad co.
"I caught the title icon \u0026lt;/ a> \u0026lt;/ b> \u0026lt;/ a> andune_85 that accompanies my post. (I hope you do not hit me for it ... XDDD

seat creaks under the weight. Too long, too big. Miles of flesh and blood that shrink to get into this tiny seat. Sammy, you're always growing ...

- You know now what strikes me ?.....- your voice rises, diluted and transformed the empty hole in the roof of the ImpalaAbijah embedded ....

Yet breathing heavily, took the key, and it started ......

Road and blanket. You and I both, together, escaping from oceans of doubt left behind. Just you, me, and the noise of our lives in the background. Whisper, whisper sing the next song, as I am when I look. "Feel like makin 'love." Like me when I see you smile. And so I look in the distance. Nothing in his pockets, but a big pile of I want.

best, look to the horizon as you lie like a cat, giant eternal desperezándote through roads and towns. Towns and roads. Roads and fields. No destination, no return. Because just somosee, bad co.) ....

What I can say everything I want in less than a year, if it could not come with a lifetime?

sleep now. In the hand, a paper twisted candy wrap ... falls down in endless laps like that I can spend whole minutes staring, not looking at the road. Frown while dreaming. And I can hardly stop looking, ecstasy, the beat in your chest. At top center, top center. Breathe soft, like all of you. And pacing, swinging, rhythmic pace of the radio ...

Bad Company, Oh, I can not deny Bad Bad company Till the day I die ...

is now well in silence when you sleep, and the impala is traga yards of asphalt Cando think how lucky I have, because you are breathing to the side. I do not want to wake up. Not even when crossing the border. In the first village stop. Refueling. You lie down and stretching, while stretching your fingers, so long. I know fingers fit perfectly, which would stretch and graze. Those fingers kilometer, but in the background seem to belong to a girl's hand. Soft Hands, female .... Your hands. I stay dry just thinking about them and contact, cold, brushing against the skin, very low, with my hand ... and click your tongue, looking child who has never broken a plate, until it leaves the smile that disturbs me .... "Ehhh uncle, in the end, we reached the border ....", and.. "

And I do not carry, I have the next world order, if you stretch your hand, you're the end of my world.

For whatever weird. Because there is no need to make sense. Because I know that now, after so many miles traveled, having seen so many roads, many people, and many people faded behind the glass .....

People faded, and only you and I are real, sheltered behind our glass ....

well ,...... protected.

ale after binge polvorón,I recommend a glass of water ... lalalalaaaaaa

::: I'm hitting jumps, now I'm in a riding hood that I stand::: bisus

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the wikypedia that ...

Many people tell me that indeed, Fred Astairmo in the musical, I know now ... so sometimes, when nobody sees me, Gene emulate and tapeteo a little ground with my shoes ... Who has not ever sung in the rain? ; I leave a small tribute to his most famous number, yes the umbrella ... and occasional gift ... for he or she likes. and now a curiosity that I found ... skating in the rain, hahaha and here in the movie it's always fair wather ... an incredible number, dancing on skates .... in order ... that y

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The case is now at the end of morning I come to the video store where I usually go to rent movies. There are a lot of classic divide up, and the same guy behind the counter Desperation, bored playing FIFA 2007 on forever.

I think I am a little scared, because things always ask "rare", it makes me write their names, or took him slips of paper with the title .. look for an announcement of the fnac, staging the movie, or releasing complete dialogues while small boats hit by nerves .. but as I know, sometimes to the movies let me back later and nothing happens (I think I'm the only I rented some movies that are there.) CHTMLX

Frozen Yogurt Market What's The Next Pinkberry?

Dose of hairs, which possessed girl from the exorcist ...

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

(and we're only at 12 December)
it, since it is already. you got it. to me, a holiday, no one beats me. in an hour I filled the whole house with him sapin (the tree), the crèche (child, virgin cork and castle) ... white with Spain, a white Povill q my mother uses to clean the kitchen, I made a pasta and I painted all the windows of the house, along with the ladder (that took me two hours ...), and (kills my neighbor), the elevator mirror (Merry Christmas, neighbors!)

muajajajajajaaaaaaaa

and you dear, do not e

Blackberry India Prepaid Sweet Transvestite from Transexual ....

Muaks!

hello world! Today was Pocha, and to cheer me I have one of those things that I raise the moral and

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I can not BELIEVE ..... THIS THERE !!!!!!


http://www.cafepress.com/duckyxdale/3672080

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delivery I myself ... is that I can not believe ... oh my god ... how it's madness ... lunessssss
lalalalaaaaa

and I'm a Japi like exploding!

certainly fic mega irati in collaboration with Targaryen, hilarious as they come to me ... I have left three lumps of falling down in my chair ...

not tell me that's not great on a Monday with irati fic??

good, and now responding to a post yesterday aquatic , who also writes some great fics (sirius over the rainbow rules !!!), I was wondering if it was the Winchester ...

Ummmm if. Of course, who I have read a little you will realize that yes, uh, yes ... guilty of Pe a Pa ... bonnnn, sans complexes je dis oui you!!

Yes I am. I

Winchester. And now comes the weird. The strange and bizarre is that this word, Winchester, do not know whether consciously or unconsciously, I take the suffix -points imagination reaches the body and education would never have imagined. Here barricaded behind computer screens, the fans fell in love, fall out of love and swear fidelity with astonishing ease, but it is also true that when we love, we give our all, we are passionate, we create myths or destroy them if necessary.

Anyway, yeah ... that I am ...

and nothing else, we are only Monday and this afternoon I have a examenazo ... snif snif, I'm going to nose!

lalalalalaaaaaaa

(unless I'm glad the day, who's going to do, eh?)

alaaaaaaa

bisus