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A kiss, my friend ...

Are 2.46, almost three, but I do not care.
I need to write to remember and not forget a friend who is no longer

think that it's been years since the last time we felt, since I did laugh at his stupid and contagious its fun.
but this was a distant friend who knew how to light a piece of my life with a beautiful friendship, though not very deep compared to others.
's sad not to have pictures of him, but only a very vivid memory in my mind of days spent in the company of my first group of friends, on the mountains of Piedmont.


are a few lines only to remember a friend who lives sadly has taken away, and I only learned now
A kiss and a hug from your little Lirisea, which too often takes around making me smile. Hello

M.

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Mad & Happy, and a principle of fever


Aw, now I'm happy and mad at the same time

Felicefelicefelice

And of course, why not write X ° D nasty business of mine, poor muahauahuaa journal

This morning I went to school with my new style Steampunk "drug now that will accompany me until the end of my days I
Truzzi frightened and surprised that the ladies of way, while my teammates found me pussy help

X ° D

Argh, I feel my voice that slowly descends and leaves X ° D I'm putting really bad ....
However, today the streets of Turin was so X ° D without a hat and trailing behind ...
..... but still pussy-ù ù

Stampunk I love him and I think we will invent a cartoon back if I can draw the characters ^ ^ good one is ready:

Layka is , a young librarian and crazy, a little 'huts like myself.
She loves reading and writing and dreams of publishing some of his works ranging from adventure to simple classification of species [fauna and flora]
Underneath was a free spirit and indomitable, able to resolve the situation just a rifle or a gun XDD




"The real strength lies in the books. Knowledge is important "- Layka Lamperow

With version" travel "X ° DDD also done with clothes in this house

gnaaa ... Then, I managed to finish the storyboard to the final table [at least that for Spadavecchia] well I have to fix tomorrow in a moment of calm

cursed wind that hit me this morning and now my throat I look like a tranvione =.=

uw .... what about .... I have already said to be happy? * W * are .... happy, so happy for you cazzoh
a new event that overlooks my simple life.

Let's go on hoping for a more glorious way, the sound of the ticking clock that marks time

Liris

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-Time of Dying-


A ficciole of many of FMA that I wrote at the time
I love it, both for the song which is tied both to the plot itself
And now streaking away with sadness in my heart for having written certain things ç_ç

Title: Time of Dying
Category: FullMetal Alchemist
Author: Liris
Desclaimers: All characters above are not owned by me but by Hiromu Arakawa and the story is not for profit
Genre: sad, tragic, Song-fic [song: Time of Dying - Three Days Grace]
Raiting: Yellow

-Time of Dying-

Some things you should never forget.
Especially when you are a brave soldier and a thousand awards a man who knew how to drive up to now a platoon of brave soldiers and we have not only gained victory on the battlefield.
But on the whole war.

should remember, especially if you know how these things go.
What a field torn by fighting, many times it has seemed almost to approach to shake the hand of the Black Lady, the first to wake up and realize that you did not fall.

Yeah .... ... We should remember


Never be complacent.

On the ground I lay Motionless in pain

I can see my life flashing before my eyes Did I fall asleep
? Is this all a dream

Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare

immense pain and terrible pain.
I was an idiot, and I take full responsibility.
I lie on this cursed land stained with the blood of a thousand soldiers from both factions, the more my own, I know that is coming out with a stream lasciatomi put the bullet hole. A moment
left uncovered, to take part, at least with a smile, to the cries of victory from my platoon.
should write in my report: General Mustang, great strategist in the field, driving in cold blood in the head-patriotic soldiers against enemy troops, and six more medals. ...

... .. injured in a moment of joy, like a real idiot.

I would say that would make a great impression that last sentence, just perfect.
I think I will ask leaders to make him this, if they do not know how to finish the guide.
I was damn idiot, and I know that I'll say it again forever.

But you're not here.

is interesting to consider how small, while around me my men tried to trace the doctor, and I dwell on your reaction to the news of my complete stupidity.
Perhaps the time has come to the scenes flash on my whole life, since I was a kid sbrodolante, now.
scene when I was little I used more, than now ..
So it's true that when you are at the brink of death, apart from the mental home movie, in my case with a lot of comment background, earthly existence.

I find it useless as a thing ... I know what I experienced when I wore diapers, and especially how.
The only thing that interests me is to review the past moments with you, if indeed this is the end.

I wish I could open my eyes and wake up
see with my own eyes the faces of those who is close to me and try to put me on the stretcher, while my body screams his outrage for all the pain that goes through it, instead of the darkness that surrounds me.
And the face of those who love me that makes me smile and relive sad and joyful moments of my busy life.

I will not die (I will not die) I will survive

No I will not die again, and
Look at me! I'm trying all out to survive.
I want recognition, cantankerous little bean!
Roy Mustang, a man who knew how to keep your mind on the ground until the end.

Well, not quite down to earth, but ... I'm still alive!
I feel the pain that continues to set up my poor body.

I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you
In My Time of Dying

I feel terribly alive, when you're beside me.
is absolutely true ....
Your face, your smell, your endless pride for the height.
I wonder now, because I have nothing else to do but stand still while I carry on, if on a mission when you went away from me really.
I felt like your neighborhood when you were not there, although I suffered terribly for your absence.

I know, I see even now, in one of those damn flash on my life, as you find it embarrassing to all my open expressions of affection.

And I love when the slight redness takes your cheeks. ... and I'm afraid of not being able to see him again.
I told myself that survive, until I see your smile again grazed the eye.
I feel the bullet that has never left my stomach giving me pain.
Blood is buffered, but I do know that if they do not ever die bleeding.

That rosy outlook for the great Roy Mustang.

On this bed I lay Losing everything

I can see my life passing me by Was it all too much


Or just not enough Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare

I must essermi perso qualcosa…

….come diamine ci sono arrivato in ospedale così presto?

È probabile che ho perso conoscenza per qualche ora, il tempo per sistemarmi sul primo carro e portarmi dritto, dritto dal dottore di questo posto.
Di sicuro non siamo a Central.
Dista troppo da qui, e non avrebbero fatto in tempo a darmi una speranza di vita.

Vita….certo…le bende son strette abbastanza intorno al mio corpo, ma perché allora la maledettissima sensazione di morte che aleggia su di me continua a persistere.

I will not die (I will not die)
I will survive

Mustang, andiamo..
Hai un buco nello stomaco, e non è una metafora per dire che hai fame
Di sicuro ti hanno ricucito, ma andiamo….manca poco per crepare

Certo che la mia mente è un tripudio di ottimismo…
Sono naturalmente ironico, anche se ormai di ironia ci vuole ben poco.

Edward sbrigati….
Muoviti a venire da me.
Ti hanno avvertito vero? Perché ti devono aver detto che il tuo uomo sta crepando su un letto di un ospedale malconcio, in un qualche paesino sperduto per le campagne.

Prego perché tu venga a salvarmi da questo incubo che sto vivendo.

I will not die, I'll wait here for you

Ed…ti sto aspettando.
Non posso ancora morire, Numi del cielo!

I feel alive, when you're beside me

Mame-chan, potrei vivere altri cent’anni, se tu sei vicino a me.
Muoviti…non credo che la Nera Signora avrà compassione per un peccatore come me.

I will not die, I'll wait here for you

Sto attendendo il tuo arrivo, FullMetal, quindi alza quel culo and come to me.
Please ... .. I need your face, before I finally

In My Time of Dying

Take it as his last wish, Edward
... The last moment of a dying man, in time of his last hours.

My God ....
I'm dying. Edward
I'm dying!

is my last now, and looking for you!

I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me
I will not die, I'll wait here for you In my time of dying

I think I'm crying ...
No ... it's not just my imagination. I really feel a trail
rigarmi wet cheek, as my eyes re-open this room up a little now empty.

They have come all, Edward .... The only one missing you.
You had to see how I looked now without a hope to pass on their faces.
followed me here, hell that was the war, while you're able to save.

time, in a way it stops when you're near the end, you know? I thought
days had passed since I had brought in that bed. In fact
I'm not even two hours that I am lying here .. in slow agony.
Oh, maybe they do not know for sure, but I do

Edward I's last moments ...
do not think I had more to fear now, in my life.
not death, certainly not.
Or maybe even a little of her, .... In short, they are still human! It is foolish to not fear it.

But most of all I'm afraid I can not see your smile and honey poured in your eyes. I close my

.
I believe I can no longer keep them open ... I'm too tired.

I'd like to see the faces of the doctors when notice the blood running from the bandages, or the absence of my soul.
Idiots them to think of saving me so easily.

never let our guard down, eh?

I will not die, I'll wait here for you
I feel alive, when you're beside me

is a dream right?
But my eyes are open, I'm sure.
are still attached to my hopelessly useless life, and I see you ..

Yes .... This is really you.

I think I tried to move his lips and pronounce your name, and my eyes are chained to your
But not from my mouth no sound came out.

does not matter ... you understand perfectly well that I'm calling you.

I'm leaving Edward
... And what do you do? Smile and cry? Moody
lips, I really could by a miracle, and sharpen the eye.
Do not look, Mame-chan ... do not want to see your tears, damn it.

sigh with fatigue, and everything seems to be still.
You approach me with a slow pace, then by sitting at my bedside, and you take away those annoying and salty drops from her face, showing me one of those rare smiles that showed just me.

This is my Edward.

I will not die, I'll wait here for you

-You're late ... as always, is really my voice? It sounds so muffled and difficult to distinguish, so is low.
Where I found the strength to speak only knows my heart, I think.
huffed that by slapping face, looking at me with affection mixed with pain.
-I arrived, no? - Simmers in a childlike way, hiding his face a few seconds.

My breath makes you raise, while our eyes meet again.
-Si .... Thanks ..- Ed

is the last I do not think being able to exert more.

What do you expect from someone who is desperately clinging to life so far?

I close my eyes, and feel your lips reached mine, mingling with the touch of a trail of salty tears of both.

I waited for you, Mame-chan.

I wanted to see.

Now I can finally go, and let go on that thread now non-existent and the only warning you that your words are a "I love you, stupid"


I also


I too, Edward.

In My Time of Dying

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We live with this disease.
Mum said it was the only thing that kept us together
I thought that one day we would divide
But I was wrong
We are different, but you are wrong about everything I know about us
We live next door to your
work in your supermarket
play with your children

always looking for a place to live
But we need blood, and there is a lot

preferably not frozen

-Hi. We are the Thompson-

Today are film-ù ù
I just finished watching The Hamiltons thinking it was the usual splatter horror of hell, no sense But a sense
filthy slut had
OO ..... The finish is, you left standing there XD
aside that I have choked with the tea as soon as I saw one of the little women of the family have it with another little woman + w + uhuhuh, behind my gloated

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The beginning was a bit 'slow and tormented, but I must say that the plot itself was really well designed
It was not so much "raw" and horror-ù ù then we can say a good movie with controfiocchi

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Gnaw, after spending a pleasant day in the company of pizzas, vocaloid, Random Photos in a bathroom and flatbread nutella end my vein Art is definitely back in my head to tease

Giving me a big hassle-ù ù

Madame Ispiration decided to play some 'flute that he holds in his pocket last ù-ù ;
New staff to design, while the tasks I claim, as well as the papers left XD
to themselves "My Life with Twins" is the beginning of a long series I think (hopefully) small vignettes in which I interact with my loved ones pg

The Twin precisely are the first in the list , being my favorite small pests
I already knocked down an idea and I hope to achieve within these few days before returning to school X3

For the rest, I continue to nibble the pudding and to listen to Vocaloid, senile

yeah!

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Finding old memories paper

time ago began to jot down lines of nonsense, since drifting and music
do not know exactly how I put this little thing in my many fantasy worlds, but leave it abandoned in the PC would be bad, then I put a little 'around
The title is a song, precisely because it is a "proof" of something that has no memory, even the title is something undefined

-Shamandalie-

white foam breaking on the gray hull the ship. Natural and artificial

seemed to coexist in a wonderful balance, as the sun disappeared and reappeared behind thick clouds, almost like a game.
sea breeze was blowing on the bridge, raising shawls, making the children laugh and smile mothers.
Scent of salt rising from the white foam, with harmony and cross without interference from the big boat, bound for a warm and wonderful goal, such as Greece.
the screeching of seagulls echoed over the heads of passengers, many seated on benches scattered along the route of the bridge, others stood talking quietly.

Only one, resting on the white iron railings, brushed freshness.
eyes turned to the sea, lively and fresh color
delicate hands, abandoned and affected by the sea breeze, while the forearms rested on the railing and solid fredda.La same breeze blew on a pale oval face and look good. A
candor almost magical, slightly shaded by the wide straw hat, which rested on the head.
The same cap was taken away by a crowd louder, ending up hopelessly in the water, while a slight pout on the lips of the young woman stood out from her face now perfectly light.

soft skin, kissed by the sun appears and disappears playful, and rebellious hair cut short, which are the envy at the same star during the day.
eyes, however, are those that even the moon would bow before them.

Indefinite
Deep
Expressive

Simply magnificent.


What brings a creature so innocent and pretty far from his world? A
looking for? A visit? A mission?
The irises that gray indefinite settle on the horizon, squinting for what comes now.
The sunset is coming and with it came the stars and the moon queen, yet hidden from the sky colored in warm tones
But there comes, inexorable

is a natural cycle of day and night

and Wonderful special, which leaves the young man on the bridge, waiting, while the other passengers after a brief and fleeting glance, fall their cabins

And there they stay, while the evening falls and the sun disappears.
While the clouds are gathering over the sea the perfect
While the stars populate the sky and a trail, more light passes through the black sky, followed by the bewildered eyes of the young.

While the wind is raging and the sea swells, by rejecting hatred on the ship now at the mercy of the same foam that just hours before the lapped with love.

And everything is engulfed by a single, powerful movement
leaving only a cry, a name, resonate in the storm

Before it's silence.

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lost somewhere between reality and fantasy .. ..


continue to fill this journal for many useless words, but that is a nice distraction for me ^ ^ Here
the fog has completely overwhelmed, and I wonder when the characters make their appearance in Silent Hill X ° D

I do not care to see them, it is clear ù-ù

He gave me a bit 'inspired by the fog.
bad that could be interesting to make a picture in the fog in cosplay, but since it is getting dark and I do not want my Stirin me coming, I'm in the warmth of the house X ° D

will for another day go-ù ù

I am a bit 'tired but otherwise the school is going well.
Today I stumped a bit 'OO' and he laughed Erica scared at the same time X ° D poor woman who supports me.
I want to change the damn color of my hair = w = * * rushes to a solid black to me! ç_ç

I'll have to wait a while 'I

* sigh * Oh let's go ahead to shoot shit beneficial as the inspiration strikes me in the ear and slide down to the hand that holding the pencil.

And so on ...

Liris

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Ugh, today I am finally putting behind to draw the first card of the staff that I intended to design
shame that more and more I look at me I hear schifide ruined from the first draft and sketches on the block = .=

I do not want to go to bed XD even if tomorrow I wake up at 5:30 waiting for the dear @.
@ I have a little 'jumpy mood I think mainly because of inflammation in this damn wisdom tooth, and write here makes me feel better to spend time and ù-ù

I think I will write also on DeviantArt ù ù-time to upgrade a bit 'that profile

They are particularly pleased, because I'm starting to juggle with sugar, milk, flour, yeast and all good things that you need to make sweets
X3 I love doing cakes + w +
Especially use the whip to mix all O_O that is, it was love at first round in the mess that ultimately became good cake wonderfully

Tomorrow I have to bring a little 'to Vasco, as well eats and does not break ù ù-poor joy XD

Today I thought about something in particular, but I think my travels are mental-ù ù I live mental journeys XD Yay I
desire to draw but at the same time no
As I like writing but as above, on the other hand I do not

are making bad enough

Should I bend him ...

As already mentioned, however, I find the time and the desire ù-ù today I was taken to many other cose, e mi sono divertita a "punzecchiare" un amabile donna di mia conoscenza

Voglio la voglia di fare =w= X°D

Va beh, si sopravvive anche con una copertina con le scimmie disegnate sopra e una buona tazza di the inglese ù-ù

E una fettina di torta morbidosa

Liris

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Da un po' di settimane mi è balenata quest'idea che sto lentamente portando avanti con schizzi e pensieri
Sinceramente non so da dove è potuta uscir fuori una cosa del genere.....anche se dei dubbi su un momento di cazzeggio sketches on the block, a melancholy song on youtube making repetition and just read a fic can be major causes.

really know about love?

has several thousand fragments, small sbiragli our soul and can take different forms depending on the person
explain it, coming back from a short pilgrimage to the world of men, is a goddess to her little maids

History is short and unpretentious, although I fear that they idealize a man can become a little more complex and long (I hope not = w = even though I love puzzling) and finally 10 is accompanied by cards that represent 10
loves different cards are only sketched, then I can not put in this post, but ...
... meanwhile, I would say that I can start here at this hour (2:00 am) my personal project:

-I found Love-


Notes of a simple melody run through the trees, witnesses of the existence from the beginning.
Flute muffled sound of infinity, that passes without touching fear that surrounds the two minute figures at the foot of a silver bow.
One hears while in the other their solitary line, waiting for the return of her below.


with a step, light, almost ethereal, and the rustling of clothes contrasts with the presence of those melodious notes scattered in the whirlwind of a timid breeze.


eyes girls are raised to observe the ethereal presence that slowly makes its way among the flowers of the garden forever

Garden Celeste, just for them, just for her.
A prison made of beautiful wonders of creation. Balance
that his eyes seem blind to attract the slightest


The two girls get up, interrupting the a slight blow in the instrument held between his small fingers.
-you session, Milady, you're back! - starts the other, grabbing a piece with great delicacy of the white robe of the young man who stopped his steps.
-Have you seen the wonders, milady? Tell the world! - Please ask and then the other, taking the flute in one hand and grasping the other with a ribbon hanging from the walls of his patron. This

the notes without really seeing them, and smiles in her pale sweetness.
quietly supports the pale hands and long fingers on the head of the maids girls in an embrace of affection.


silent, and silence in the Garden continues even while away can be heard, though slight, the constant scrociare Falls emerald.


resumes to advance the Goddess by white eyes, sitting on a bench covered with its snow-white marble beneath the silver bow.
-Did you see hope? - Includes one, clinging more to the role of the girl-you have touched
eternal sadness? - The other prices rise, resting on bare legs in short tunic flute forgotten
When she finally opens lips, again, life seems to flow back into the Garden Celeste


-love- I tried blowing in a slight whisper, his hands on his legs simply closed


The two girls leans over to look at the 'one in the eye excited the other, found the same sentiment that illuminates your own.
Back then watching them lady, holding the little souls.
-tasted good? - Question one o'clock
-He had a nice heat? - The other prices rise, leaving both then wrap the aura of calm and silent goddess.


-L 'Love is something intangible- began the girl with the blind eyes, leaning forward a little finger of his right hand, drawing the air of that place small trails of light.


takes shape, slowly twisting in a dance, pleasing to the eye, and gave life to the words of the goddess.

"I have seen love to play notes that even we can control the lines of light- overlapped, making two distinct figures, but still of little-defined vision Changing from man to man, from woman to woman .... l 'love game to take different sides, creating the illusion of hope and giving

The maids girls watched in silence the wonder of the story, guided by the vote of their ethereal lady, along with his eyes the figures that she created

-L 'love knows to be different and the same for everyone who seeks it.

I saw the love cryptic, running and play without ever being caught

I touched the true love of two hearts chase

I love hearing the laughter of the innocent child

I touched the love of sin, where the law of nature slides and lowers his head

I peeked passionate love that slips between silk covers

I closed my eyes to the love interest, because I just love it, but it still exists-



Girls narrowed their eyes, looking dim for a moment the flickering light of those lines, which took the shape of each kind of love that their patron listed in a sweet and bitter

then returns to shine, playing tag and doing the smile that never riaffiovare it was really hazy on the faces of the maids



-I played with brotherly love, chasing the smiles of those who feel affection

I have heard the universal love, those silent, like the world we we have won I jumped

false love, because words are too many and too few actions .- stopped again, enclosing the small line between his fingers dance, that last one was left and seemed to go out in his hand. The

opened slowly, lowering the boom so that girls could lean out and see the last performance that the white light was showing them


-I finally smile eternal love, embracing what can not be forgotten ....- blew squinting, leaving the last end and went out on its white light fingertips


The two girls got up and took her hand, looked into my eyes and then turned to their goddess-
Milady, may be the only way to love? - the one, approaching but still taking the hand of the sister
-ends in a finite number of possibilities? - asked the other

The goddess smiled, spreading his arms slightly, leaving that her maids would cling to her and enjoy her light-
No small mine, love notes played on thin and infinite, in a world which has a thousand facets. Man can not be contained in a few numbers. Look at the world and see for yourself. You will find a thousand and one love that slide within the ranks of those that I have found- blew

The two girls laughed and broke away from their happy goddess, running with bare feet and light up that mantle of green lawn.
ran to the foot of a cherry, and sdraiatesi them on the banks of a lake property waited.
The goddess approached them with a finger and touched the water surface crystalline, which took piccoloi to form concentric circles.



peered along with their lady the world of men, looking for other pieces to enclose in their collection of life.

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Moments sclero between a cup of tea and a series of sneezes



"What have you got for your birthday?"
My mother has kindly donated the seeds del'influenza = w =


start this time resumption of the Journal with the sclero evening, while the background remains "I'm Still Here" that I personally love.
We just entered in 2011 and I have promptly caught the flu beginning of the year, just to baptize ù ù-but maybe that means I will bring luck for the rest of my life? XD
Spending time with a good cup of tea, (strictly lemon and ginger) steaming at my side telling me "bevimi bevimi" even if they are of the view that burns my throat and sneezing would make me even more = .=

I absolutely want to write

It's not that I should not, mostly inspired by my dear (to which I gave a face and a human features, as I merrily flutters on the head) decides to take me to the shores too complicated.
Madame Ispiration does not have readily understood that I have two other stories to pursue and perhaps finally to conclude, before starting other

But the slight sneer on my head makes me understand that it is not the same idea
= w = No, I'm not crazy, they are simply suffering from Alzheimer's "nonsochecacchiofare" and I enjoy spending time filling my poor journal of crap-ù ù

and I am succeeding very well

As the tasks are well
I worked as a cartoonist also a good new year (and that makes me get a view of Ruotolo, when he said "Christmas? New Year's Eve? What are names queer? ") and even today I have been busy on another table A3 Piras

The crazy little man ... The little man
absurdly insane ...
The man who worked at Disney ...
ago, so I predict that those who go to Disney comes out of his head

* Reminder * Do not go to work for Disney after hospitalization

Then a long around with my parents took me to the conclusion that people do not have a damn thing to do from morning to night, and then pour all nell'Auchan oo
And especially to strangers because I took a liking to me and talked about their problems? O_O


The best thing about today? a conversation between my mother, a friend and I on his imaginary friends:

Mom: * * is talking with a friend, even my daughter had a child, her imaginary friend ...
Me: I really have them even now, my room was invaded ù-ù
Mom: OO .... not the crap-ù ù
Me: No really! It hit, make the casino, overturning the cushions ù-ù a slaughterhouse
Mom: oo ... Amica
: Owo'''

my characters known to be noisy ù ù Lilith-good attempt to get rid of the bad that pulls the cheeks
ù-ù * if I have a lot of patience cares when writing * X3

* mobile vibrates and Liris rotolavia
* The Doby always knows me die X ° D fic I'm talking about, and she sends his greetings to mention my sadistic side and "Reaper" , X ° D

Praise to the Doby-ù ù

23 .... honestly did not think I really get there, and unfortunately I hear them all (well, my back is affected mainly = _ =)
My head is now old and decrepit for years but these are quisquiglie ù-ù
many regrets, so many projects ....
Well, I digress as usual, but it goes on as best you can

And now I would say that my streak of writing is dissolving as an appetizer that falls into a ravine (oo)
For now I close here, and We only I can do something more than empty words to fill my poor journal

See you
Liris

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And here I am years later to post again, I am just a pathological case UU Anyway ... this time it's not even a story or a legacy in the sense ... but I could be a little something Projects still not ready anything>. \u0026lt;. ... For the time being I leave in the company of my pg .. totally sadistic and often psychotic as the rest of their creator!
XD I really hope you like too ... AHSI shots are simple preparations during the last months **

therefore begin with the latest creation ... Evangeline ...
What about you ... it is a simple man with a lot of problems ... I have created a moment of my life too difficult this year, after the death of my grandmother ... I dedicate she taught me to be strong this pg ...



....
Then go to candy doll XD That is one of my first vampire.Diciamo Hella's just that although it looks a little person really cold and misanthropic ...





Yolanda is now my lamia.



Russell Valmont inspired by the movie Cruel Intentions * *



Blake ... thin the blood more esistaXD bastard.





Hypnos a character to which they are bound.



Jasper Cromwell witch bipolar .. xD ... very problematic



Dean Locker computer and a notorious witch-hunter.





Velvet V. vampire inspired by a famous game called Vampire the masquerade.



My adoratissima * Sophie * Anne Leclerq (I wonder what inspired * ç * XD)



Always Sophie, but this time with his half-brother by Damien http://lady-lithea.livejournal.com/.



Carmilla Rocher.



Carmilla always with his daughter Desdemona created by my big sister ** http://www.koinup.com/shadowofbutterfly/.



Elenina the witch from the glorious descent ...





Daphne or the Bacchante Bacchante.



Another vampire Cassandra.



Aidan and Adhara born by my pg and a pg _Avril_ http://www.koinup.com/_Avril_/.



http://www.koinup.com/shadowofbutterfly/ Desdemona by my sister.



.......... And last but not least ................ XD

is the red nymphomaniac! Along with that Squall's current poor guy ... pious soul that bears the add ... pg is by http://kayavandort.livejournal.com/.



I would say that's all for now! I hope not to have bored and well ... you can post that particular project that soon blend in my mind by now some tempoXD .. next time! **

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L'Esprit Nouveau

Those who were in my good old office in the management of science policy, they will remember that the fading aura of the classics that you looked at the pictures hung on the its walls. Pussenovskie scenery, ruins of Rome and a large shaded portrait of a lady in the classic wide-brimmed hat with a plume. And how fond of saying they know character, which also went into one room: "And who are all hurt."

But now, obzhivaya my new home on the balcony over the atrium, I decided that my old aesthetics does not return, and should go to something different. Not so long ago (though too long ago) I was at New Year in Paris - and came across a museum exhibition of paintings at the Orangerie Marie Laurence. Since then, when I wanted to pass for esthete, and asked me what I most love in art, I replied: "Marie Laurence." And now I ordered one of its reproduction and made it her artistic center of the room that looks straight at you from the perspective of a big wall right of the entrance. Painting - Here this:


And for those who did not know about Marie Laurence, she - a student and friend of Picasso, Apollinaire in the same pre-war Paris where the Impressionists have ended, and "Russian Seasons" Diaghilev and "Holiday, who is always with you," Hemingway had not yet begun. And when "L'Esprit Nouveau", the famous artistic Apollinaire's manifesto, just matured in his love and the scandals with Marie Laurence. Here are a couple of his poems to feel the era:

 Santabaremsky monk 

   Dressed in a black cassock, 

   pale hands stretched out, calling Lilith. 

   Orlan stillness of the night 

  ;  shouted ominously three раза 

   И воскликнул монах "Летит она! Вижу, летит! 

   А за нею три ангела ... "

   - Здесь обрывается книга, которую черви изъели, 

   and stands before me, the night is 

   With the waning moon; 

   On Byzantine emperors, I think, 

   then before me 

  ;  There is an altar in a cloud of incense, 

   And roses Levant mereschatsya me, 

   And the eyes of diamond toads, burn, gleam in the darkness, 

   And I think about magical book, 

     the worm izeli; 

   Alchemist, I see, 

   I see a monk in an abandoned cell, 

   And I fall into a dream, and the dawn of amethyst is lit, 

     И не знаю сам почему, 

                     Я думаю о бородатых уродах, о великанах, о тайне 

                                                                  Lilith, 

   represented and I shudder; 

  ;  I heard in the room rustle, 

   Like silk rustling in the darkness. ** 

 Wretch, once I podglyadel secretly, 

   as Linda in the mirror admiring himself. 

   And here I am captivated by a beautiful double - 

   traitor to me opened this prank. 

     I first thought that there was no her equal, but 

   me a mirror at that moment all eyes have been opened; 

   And my heart trembled me, the temptation 

   person that now I'm too nice. 

   Since then, I'm trying to compare without end , 

   hardly want her to peer into the mirror, 

   two coveted, two young person , 

   But choose I can not - do not have the courage of the heart. 

   Yes, I am in doubt tell myself: answer, 

   Surely a copy of a mile of the original? 

   I see that it is ready to die, 

  ;  To make things even come on her sister appeared. 

   I'm simply captivated by the magic counterpart, 

   of all this precision, is almost unbearable, 

     of all this liveliness and falsehoods, moreover, 

   And every line, painfully beautiful! 

   But life is not given to melt the ice mirrors, 

   Everything freezes in it - and a mirror without a measure 

  ;  not fooled again who believed, 

   What loves a woman, but he was in captivity chimeras . 

 ** Mademoiselle Yvonne M. 

                         Сосредоточена и несколько бледна, 

                            Yvonne with brush sits by the window 

   and paint in cups scattered way. 

  She  artist now. She decides, 

   What to choose the master of seven-parent years. 

   not make a portrait of today? But the portrait 

   And long draw, and it is necessary that similar. 

   Zverenka maybe? But with darkness, too. 

   And everything that moves, leaving for later 

   Yvonne thinks and chooses the house - 

     AND hour razumnitsa conjures over cardboard. 

   painting is finished - that's a house on the green, 

   AND serene than bright children's eyes, 

   his neighborhood, but there, on the ocher hills 

   And the blood of tiles, such passion in the sky, 

   solid cinnabar and perpetual bad weather. 

   I, too, silly, it was not seven, 

   I, too, in curls like you played with kids 

  ;  And the wind vyzvezdiv balloons, 

   portrayed at home in the green panorama, 

   But the sky, my dear, when I was six, 

Я синим-синим рисовал - таким как есть.

                                                  **

 Kolechko strands temnorusoy 

     happened in the memory to find 

   Almost not believing remember sad 

  ;  Two unsolved way 

   Montmartre morning gave 

  ;  Boulevard Chapelle and your quarter 

     Do you remember the hair whispered 

   As we were first  расплетал 

       

                            Упала прядь воспоминаний 

                           burned as a fall on the fly 

  ;  And a strange way still lay on hazy sunset and the darkness  

                    **   

                      Подруга я думаю о тебе 

                      О твоей  солнечной коже о твоем благородном 

                                                           grace 

     house was empty since that time as my sunbeam 

   sunk in the sea 

   And if you meet the submarines 

  ;  Tell them that I love you 

   When the clouds start clouding the sky 

   Tell them that I adore 

   If the storm unleash her anger on the coastal rock 

   Tell her that you're my pure diamond 

   If a grain of sand on the beach flash among thousands 

          песчинок 

                      Ты ей скажи что из всех драгоценных камней 

                                                 only you I love 

   When you see the postman 

  ;    Ты ему расскажи с каким нетерпеньем я жду 

                                                           your letters 

   I am sending you a thousand kisses and caresses thousands 

   And let them rush you as seeking 

   words to the antenna of wireless Telegraph 

   If you meet the wounded 

  ;  Tell them you hurt me in the heart 

   If you think you sometimes think about how it that 

   always my thoughts are with you 

   And I adore you Come to visit , look! 

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Ten things about Ginger ...




1 - Ginger has not always been the bad girl who is adesso.Basti think that up to a year ago was a little girl from the unlucky particular tastes but sadistic and complexity.

2 - Brigitte Ginger has a sister with whom at the age of 16 years has entered into an agreement * or change the fate or death sixteen ...*. Subsequently, however, the unfortunate encounter with a werewolf has changed this promise.

3 - Our dear Fiz is not a character invented by me but I was inspired by the movie Evolution http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Licantropia_Evolution Lycanthropy.

4 - In designing the sim I have tried to play the actress Katharine Isabelle (http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/411365692_fae455e956.jpg)

5 - Ginger before the transformation had begun to be interested in material esoterico.Ancora now delights in learning dark magic.

6 - It's never been in love with nessuno.L 'only thing that counts is the physical attraction for her, but .... time will tell ...

7 - 'intolerant lattosio.Il just watch any kind of dairy product makes senire evil.

8 - He hates bambini.Una time did the baby sitter .... the result of two poor creatures were locked in a cupboard for 6 hours ...

9 - It 's a rebel, and few, indeed very few times this proves to be scared or impaurita.Nonostante in his bedroom, a special doll to which it is closely associated with the object and uses it as voodoo.

10 - When the moon become full, turns into a beautiful white wolf's thick fur and eyes the color of mare.Sembra almost a plush XD


As for the tag ....

Clarissa Moon http://pirate-otty.livejournal.com/

Samara http://ciabby.livejournal.com/

Alexander Castor http://adanay.livejournal.com/53706.html # cutid1

Angelica http://elisetta89.livejournal.com/

Matilda Stone http://tauri-legacy.livejournal.com/

Letter For Congratulation For Pregnancy

commentary for radio Finam-FM for the elections in Poland

http://finam.fm/archive-view/2733/

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My interview for Russia Today about Belarus

http://rt.com/Top_News/2010-07-02/belarusian-president-last- dictator.html

However, freaks, my name is misspelled.

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THE CHARM OF EVIL ............ NEW CONTEST


you seduced .. From the charm of evil? The producers of In The Shadows are about to shoot a new, scary movie .. The fascination of evil. Missing only one thing to start filming .. The main character! We are looking for a scary creature of the night, it's vampires, witches, Lycan .. Or any other malignant and fascinating creature. A seductive woman, powerful and lethal, able to seduce and terrify any man. One who will be the most among all beautiful and frightening, and better interpret the scenes that will be offered .. It will be our protagonist.

The contest will take place in three rounds in each of them will be asked 3 photos

Contest-> http://intheshadowssimsgdr.forumfree.it/?f=8270249


Credits: Image by http://www.koinup.com/shadowofbutterfly/

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My critters çH



Good evening to all * __ * So I finally decided to post something XD

Here are some of my favorite critters **.



This is by no means a vampire Asher raccomandabileXD



Jason This is the "almost" human servant of her sister Anne Sophie Asher ^ ^



Jason and Anne Sophie Anne Sophie




Still she
XD


Gingerino ** I love it ....


again ... I told her that I love .... XD

Okey I'm done for now ** after you bomb with other photino **

I want to clarify that almost all the characters (except Asher), are pg this http://intheshadowssimsgdr.forumfree.it/ GDR **

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I'm not dead! XD


Hi! I am writing to tell you that ... well not mortoXDScusate not comment if your stories, but between school work and the Moderator of the RPG I have scarcely time you ._.'... Cooomunque ** I always follow and slowly comment everything ^ ^

However if you like in our past Forummetto! We are making many changes that we hope will appeal to everyone ^ ^. We also propose a new category of pg (witches ) and a truly innovative Contest! We look forward to many
* _ *

http://intheshadowssimsgdr.forumfree.it/

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cloth fabric, cosplay cosplay * w *


Awww, I'm happy very
* W *!
I bought two packs of stuff that I wanted to be a lot 'of time and finally I can start the cosplay Russia A__A aha!
power in his hands * *
I also tried the cord to do the final touches to the dress of Prussia ... but there was one .... ç__ç giuto ... that beard!
v_v I'm going from my trusted tendista XDDDD
Meanwhile, today I played a little 'and the room with pictures of my * w * of the tents that wonderful!

The result? He
v_v



I would say that playing a little 'with Photoshop, the result is not bad
X3 Aww ..... my spadina Alfonso X. .... shame I can not carry it around ç__ç would have been even more
cool cosplay .... but who cares to Cartoomics v_v

For some 'leverage is not a song from my head, and because of that I came back to draw and write A_A Liberty Shield A__A ahahahaha .... I do not stop more A_A

And now I'll have to make the commitment to put him in April

Aww ....... I become crazy + _ + mauahuahaua but I'll make it!

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Trying to revive the hamster in the brain .. ..


Yes, I'm stumped
rebuilt three times after the board's perspective and trying to draw the men always in perspective, I would say that I have finished my homework with a scream liberating! u_u
Son twisted ç__ç
The funny thing is that you have time at school I swore to myself I'd never be made ahead, leaving the high school.

ah ... ah ... ah ...

ç__ç hard life ....

For the rest, Ivan oo miagolezza around because he wants out, but it's raining outside and X ° D above are drilling something O_O Yay ...
This reminds me that I do tend to mother ......... okay maaa
v_v * lemon soda from the hamster in my head that is melted * ç.ç poor hamsters ..
The course of legal assistance? go fuck yourself vv
Why, in Italy think that things can work? Wrong
vv
These make you the course, give you the piece of paper, you write the list of assistants, but then they call you when they like cock
Pleasure >___>
Meanwhile, my money if they go to hell> _> compliments ... .
Tse, then, save vv
As if we had the money grow in the garden gnurant .....' .. > _>

Finally, the second chapter of Liberty Shield port went on EFP, and should begin the 3 rd vv *
row because it's time to get the chapter and start
Weeeeeee