miércoles, 23 de junio de 2010

Cutest



Boy:


You know what?
Girl:What?
Boy:Next time i see you, don't wear that skirt again, it's too revealing
Girl:Why? I thought you loved that skirt
Boy:Next time, wear something that reaches to your ankles
Girl:Ok whatever
Boy:A dress that reaches to your ankles.. and wear long white gloves that reach to your elbows
Girl:What?
Boy:Trust me
Girl:What are you trying to do? Hide me from everyone?
Boy:Do up your hair as well real pretty
Girl:Are You listening to what i'm saying? You're so conservative, don't choke me like this... Are you kidding me?
Boy:I'm dead serious.
Girl:You know i dont like guys who boss me around.
Boy:Wear a veil...
Girl:... what?
Boy:Wear this ring too.
Girl:....
Boy:Marry Me.

sábado, 12 de junio de 2010

Crib Death.

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''My sister Christi had a baby when I was 17, and I had just heard about crib death. The horrible thing was that it wasn’t understood. For some unknown reason the baby would stop breathing. So I would sneak into where the baby was sleeping and put my hand in her crib, hold her little finger, and I’d sleep on the floor like that. It was stupid, I’m sure. But I thought the warmth of my hand might help, that maybe if she felt my pulse it would remind her to breathe.''


Jhonny Deep



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lunes, 7 de junio de 2010

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Alegran mis días...








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