Broken Caplary On Boobs

Relocation

spend one's life searching for the center as if the center there, as if one morning you were to find it: You are here, I've seen, I have. And then suddenly happens that the center does not exist, or will that go very far above the planes, that geography is a science understandable and I have said there is a line from the innermost core of the earth to you. That line moves, it moves you and that you always carry that grabs you, keeps you within the laws of gravity and other physics. If you close your eyes burn, and that line comes with four fingers from the navel. And that is as close to the center, take over, be the focus, a continuation the nucleus, that is the only search, apparently, possible.

Acronis The Installation Was Interrupted Wd

Thule Queen

When I saw he was under sentence of Goethe I misunderstood (sometimes people write words of Goethe in a wall or make a poster that does not announce anything with a poem inside and you're done) . He wore a crown of plastic do not know if I believe that plastic, and makeup without a mirror, a shadow excessive and gray in his two blue eyes. Then followed the dress, dress up your feet, yellow and blue, as if he had to do it or they have been found in a costume shop (but would not disguise, she does not). Has caught the bottle then, Berliner Kindl, fifty cl and like someone has sucked the baby's mother's milk, all the glass around the mouth, clenching both eyes, concentrated, and counting the seconds it lasted very long drink. Has dropped carelessly on the table and continued to sit under a sentence of Goethe, very white light, in Blücherstraße quarter to ten, with blue eyes, with a thousand (maybe sixty) years and I have not looked at pass and has realized that I stood by her side to try to understand if the statement was written for her or if she was there for the sentence. But I do not know.