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..::Hurt::..

"People bring joy into this room. Some by entering, some by leaving"

13.2.07

WILL ...::Pleasures::...

Debo decirlo, desde que me taggearon, no dejo de pensar que igual no dije mucho sobre mi que no supieran o que sea útil para conocerme.

Mi nueva afición es lavarme muchas veces las manos con mi gran jabón neutro Lirio, y luego la cara con agua tibia, se siente muy a gusto. Todo salió porque el jabón que se compraba antes me daba una comezón del diablo. ése fué el detalle del día.
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2 comments:

Gabi said...

Jajajajaja
No hay nada como un rico jabón.

Tuesday, 13 February, 2007
Jorge Hernández Jiménez said...

Y neutro mucho mejor!

Wednesday, 14 February, 2007

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No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it; for I love you so
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O, if, I say, you look upon this verse
When I perhaps compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse.
But let your love even with my life decay,
Lest the wise world should look into your moan
And mock you with me after I am gone.
 

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