Syphilis Chancre Versus Herpes

anniecronache: 10 de paranoiae

is my duty to inform our visitors that this post is unbearable. proceed at your own risk danger et.

the cursor blinks on the screen as my jugular vein. the sheet fills up with words and the only argument I can think of is blasphemy. there he is, pulsed good again for 2 minutes and I'm beginning to think that my head would follow the same rhythm on the wall. bam, bam, bam to capate let's at least doing something. WAKE
ANNIE. please, not so little if you can see, and if you can not stand you, beyond the fact that a phone call to the neuro you would not hurt, it is clear that you begin to wonder if it is not the time to run for shelters, trying to smile and I get a grimace of fact, what usually reserved for happily engaged.
The first point is always about the stupid solitary animal that lives in my precinct (I'm still in search of better name). Things run smooth and quiet on a track, with some of his moon-understood and with my one thousand paranoia. Annie, all is well. We live in a beginning relationship finally made wonderful sex, laughter, speeches and allusions to a possible future, I have officially passed the gate of his den and began to move into the house with a minimum of ease, enthusiastically applauding the fact that in His bathroom is not given as souvenirs to female Jose, where the remains were still shown stuffed dell'EsauritaIncinta (tampons, shampoo, brushes and co.) I caused major blocks in the first pee of the day, granted cystitis. Now, what you want?! echenesoio?
someone can you please interpret this rimestaggio nelle viscere?
il secondo punto riguarda il nuovo lavoro che forse ho trovato. serve solo la forza di alzare il telefono e chiedere uno stipendio più alto di quello che mi hanno offerto e di dire a Dad che io seguo l'istinto e mi lancio e sticazzissimicazzi.
Annie si è persa le palle di Natale?! capirai. stiamo a Giugno... dove le trovo adesso a prezzo modico?

Stay tuned... 'till the break of Dawn.
(magari dopo questo post... anche no! e sareste pienamente compresi...)

Annie