dizzy when I felt a tremendous burst of thunder / lightning in the middle of the night almost on the back of my bed in the millisecond, when I first was starting to scare me tremendous burst of Guille me to shake violently and that priming Demoneta dragging a lost soul: - Unplug the PPT! ! You left on!!
order startled me ... RECAGE me in the legs, I'm not for these jogging ... she has to understand that a start so can lead to a heart attack with all the disruption it would cause to the quiet home, the weak order in which we live inevitably fall apart, and if I could dies, so let me ahead, and she with a kilombo large enough and who would not cut the grass for free ... or ...? good does not matter but the father of the boys what the fuck am I!
us continue, I get very dizzy, upset, and shit on the legs. I turn off the compu had left compressing some files, drink water cold, I see a small shadow, dark, fast that barely sound on the floor, cross the road to my room ... LOREMILPARIÓ the Salva happened to my bed, go to the bathroom and go to bed.
not only saves on my bed, too, had been Isabel ... REMILPARIÓ! good they were afraid the poor little storm, when he was lying down again, with the balance emotional hanging by a thread sewing old and cracked, a new lightning gave me notice that came a tremendous explosion, rush over me end capping, bursts the thunder, the baby is shaken and I apply an accurate, incisive, sparkling , dry, painful, very painful elbow to his left eye ... I surrender ... inhale ... exhale ... and slowly falling into a deep sleep I resigned ... lethargy narrow as what is left on the bed surface for my break after the invasion suffered by my bed at night, is nothing more distressing than a slice on the edge.
to here a familiar story everyday, but the vagaries of the psyche never stop to reinvent itself, I was type 5 in the morning with eyes like two eggs poached, listening to the rain, looking to recent reflections on the retina of my dream briefly unconscious asshole ... it is here I was in the order of the Pomar ... not yet in what capacity ... if a son, dog, wife ... I remember, I can not remember that I sat in the car traveling the route Pomar ... Why? eh? Why??
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