I Think My Neighbor is a Zombie. Tuesday, September 7, 2010. Things tend stay rather quiet around here. That suits everybody just fine. Sunday, September 5, 2010. Thursday, September 2, 2010. It seems they had had a fairly intense workout, outside in the heat, when someone threw a line drive pass at Danny Osmud. T see it and it hit him right square. In the chest and I remember hearing a report about.

And though I know nothing of silence,. I would assume that the dull whirring of machines. Mirrors the soothing nature of the wind. As it rustles swaying leaves. And no, not of my soul. But of my voice as it hits white walls,. Staircases, dusty furniture and yoga mats. There is a ticking of the clock. The repetitive rhythm is often an afterthought. As it blends in with the sound of a beating heart. See, although there is blood running. Words rushing through my brain.

O0o mon zournal na moi o0o. Abonne-toi à mon blog! De le jalousie,. Des 2 à 3 interros kon a par jour,. De tout et de rien . Pfff, meme si la vie est belle, ya des foi ou on a envie de dire FUCK.

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