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For some reason my mind went back to my 14 years and for some reason I went back to staring at me with a boy. He would be a perfect Prince Charming. Anders SG Nielsen, even if the test says that we are compatible with affinity only 21%, but I know that those tests by 14 year olds there and never guessed that it would be really so just because I do not speak Danish and have sex always thinking in English would be pretty boring . But he is so beautiful and I would say "Could I dance all night if you'd play and he would understand that I know all his songs, so we love it. But back to 14, for some reason and somehow unknown to me, means going to believe in love. At 14 you do not have enough experience to make you give up destructive, 14 are open to love, if he continues undaunted six or injury or you're just stupid. I came back to love a guy who'll never have and I feel so at home in those moments, when I sang at the Blue and my room was a single poster. So, back to the second year of your life from teen-ager is to go back to believe in Prince Charming, a prince who with time will become crap and not Prince Charming. (Before one of the many is to say that is does not make sense or not is called Blue and is fascinating for the pun in English Craping and Charming) We are raised with the cult of I'm a boy of indeterminate age who comes always on a horse and dressed in blue, a mild degree of humanity, one that if there should be the ninth wonder. But what we really know about him? That is, one of 40 that awaits him, should expect a boy beardless or grew too? Continue to wear blue coats go against the fashions? How can you tell a Prince Charming? Perhaps there are many or perhaps there is only a few species that WWF takes under his wing, perhaps the prince is not simply the implementation of our young romantic ideals, a name change to reinvent itself and attract more people, like dancing in the end, then once inside there is always the same music and you realize that you could leave the heels in the car and get the dancers you have in stock. I always thought that my ideal guy was blond, tall, probably French, a boy with his remains to one another and not ashamed at all, the look would not be fell there, a guy who comes in the house and you play Alphabeat (ok I added this particular time, but okay. ANDERS LOVE YOU!), has nice friends, when you make love cares about you and makes you those gifts even if you just stay forever, because he knows you and loves you. Then somehow I realized that I am always left with the Moors, that no one knew not even speak French, that the clothes you rip them off, that sex is important to come and that the serenades and gifts are what passes as move the chair in the restaurant, are gallant, distant echoes of the past. And so we begin to doubt the men and we are convinced that the principles, those few, are exiled from our kingdom, and if all goes well, we find them singing in San Remo with a Smurf and a fat man. And once slammed in my face the truth or we will be single or married to someone whose list is much longer against the pros and we will find ourselves in a room of swingers, partner swapping in which we exchange our identities in exchange for some hope more. At the end there has never been told what happened after the wedding in fairy tales, everything was settled with an "and they lived happily ever after" probably knew that they too would not last, but if you grow the youth in the right way to fuck future, a lie for the good of all. At least that your name is not Susan, 42 years have you crying one night because you and your cat you scratch my thighs. I wonder why I'm back to my 14, I was the ascetic of the feelings I had reached the inner peace of the senses and I was fine by me, excluding the external impulse and now you have someone drawing hearts and see that a pimple is arose on the forehead.
Perhaps we are in the era of anti-romanticism and principles have died with the gallantry, perhaps you are holed up in some cave and discovered that the tights stood out so well near the thighs of the realm, or perhaps they are only hidden when the princesses have stopped eating apples and cut her braids, had a horse since it costs too much and when they found out that Snow White will be the addiction. Or maybe just the price you pay for a bit 'of hope in this world.

XOXO
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V(r)ogue

We live with the knowledge that the € 5 for Vogue are better spent. Carrie did not eat at times to buy fashion magazines where the models look. The fashion mags take us home Heads of tailoring that we could never afford a pair of scissors and a photo and somehow we can wear, for better or worse, a YSL. But have you ever noticed the words? Sometimes there are, are useless at times, what matters is to look at the pictures, as children in kindergarten. Here is a list of words found in fashion magazines. Here is a list of their true meanings.

- L'enfant terrible (slut girl)
- Eco-chic (feeling guilty about killing animals)
- Boho chic (dressing up like E.T.)
- The next Kate Moss (snow not only on the ground)
- Vintage (old cast-off clothes are so fresh&clean)
- The new black ( generally it’s still black)
- Très chic (beret, black&white, pois)
- Cool (at least for the next 2 weeks)
- Intelligent prices. (run girl, you can finally afford something)
- Country chic (this close to Amish-ville)
- Vip (tacky)
- Modern (from the 80/90s)
- Avant-garde (from the 60/80/90s)
- Retro (you need the body for this)
- Working girl (wax free)
- Preppy (you won’t be never as good as Blair, so forget it)
- Hit (dress up like everyone else)
- Must (dress up like everyone else)
- “In” (dress up like everyone else)
- (…) & the city (Carrie Bradshaw wannabes)
- Safari (really?)
- It girl (copy her, fast!)
- The new Audrey Hepburn (yeah, you wish)
- Femme fatale (slut mom)
- Rockabilly (fake tatooes, rock attitude but calm down you can keep listening to Taylor Swift)
- Muse (really rare)
- Deluxe (too expensive)
- Flower party ( “Florals? Fro Spring? Ground breaking.”)
- Sport chic (you can wear Chanel to gym, but you’re gonna sweat no matter what)
- Minimal (easy guide for fashion jerks)
- Pin-up (being fat)
- Made in (…) (usually Italy)
- Techno fashion (I sincerly don’t know what Techno Fashion is)
- Fabulous at every age (you’re too old for nipple covers)
- Perfect match (copy and get out of that door)
- Key pieces (Birkin)
- Basics (white tshirts? wow)
- Risky business (don’t even try that in your mind)
- Deluxe (old ladies with lots of money)
- Most wanted (you can’t afford it anyway)
- Mix & Match (you have to be really good at this)
- The next Marilyn Monroe (yeah, you wish)
- Work the (+ a trend) (you need the physic du role)
- Material girl ( a simple way to abhor diamonds for breakfast)
- Icon (copying)
- Curvy (fat can be cool too)
- The next Brigitte Bardot (yeah, you wish)
- Militar (no, just no)
- Pop (being 16 for-evvah)
- A star is born ( MaryKate Olsen)
- From Paris/Russia with love (fur)
- Smart shopping (cheap)
- Comeback (Fashion is the major comeback of all times)
è un post inutile, ma mi sembrava carino.
Strike a pose, dear. You are on Vogue while I'm drunk, drunk at Vogue!

XOXO
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Man(i) Cure

Prima there was the certainty that the low life would reign from here until the fall of fashion, and secondly the certainty that we are so manipulated from the outside to make it almost inside, without realizing it, we are in the possession of a terraced house with a garden which, apparently outside the boundaries is riunchiuso gate of our house and what should have been subject to unexpected weather is subject to our power than anything else. Of course we, in this metaphor are not the happy family that lives there, but the garden. Thus, by the way, I'd a garden full of weeds and some do not scordardime, we know that a little 'vintage-style preppy is always there. And so as we noticed full of stereotypes and ideologies transmitted by a grandmother who does not cook more pies if not of Buitoni and a television that celebrates the solid peroxide. We start from the first that comes to mind me. Those popular. Disorietano me, disturb me and stunned me. They learn to parrot without anyone claiming, as the word Trigonometry, learn but do not know what is involved in mica in the end. So goes the cat off that it leaves its handle, off of what? Of the sea? And if the sea as it does to leave us a hand? And if we let them return the incomplete? I have not ever ventured off because I wanted my arms and then I knew that cats hated water, so what does that mean? Cats do not want to be maimed and then do not swim the sea? Better an egg today than a hen tomorrow. Are we sure? Put it in the modern version, a better leader Zara today that one of YSL tomorrow. Ok maybe that makes sense. Who acts as if it's for three, never happens. I liked that I did in high school the Ale research and then I just say, and following the reasoning I can not help but wonder, then saw that a better relationship with 3? (NB: Up to 4 is not crowded. With 4 is a gathering accurate.)
Disney. She / he must blame many, perhaps too many, my expectations. #
first aspect, men do not arrive on horseback, and come sooner or later if you ask for the money the Benz, or a blow job that is worth the money the Benz. #
second aspect. Each girl is a princess, and if so would very much like LV, too many around, and tarot cards, fans lose value. Then, just point about being the Queen B's Upper East Side. #
third aspect. The men do not wear the tights, if they do, I'm gay. Gay persons. And being a princess you will find a look you in occhi.Sempre men do not wear jackets with shoulder pads cadet if they do it is because they wear Balmain and then can not eat for the next two months ended financial reasons. #
fourth aspect. Love. We were totally rimbecillito the pretext of saving from long sleep, the fact is that truth in love is like Santa Claus, is probably himself. But in 2010 we might be able to do without it, the seed bank is right down the street and Blockbuster is on Via Pirandello. Also because we say "oooh" after we saw Miley Cyrus pulling mud with her cool boyfriend and laugh, but we never see the casino side of love the one where you are in bed by contortionists dalore why you got to bed with your mother or your boyfriend is dead. Why dint of kissing toads I just caught herpes and the last man down to which I asked if I was staying to escape the wicked queen has sent me to fuck. Disney!
TV, the great machine of the devil in our day. "You want to kissing in the rain / Oh oh, I'm living in a movie scene / Puking American dreams / Oh oh, I'm obsessed with the mess that's America "sings the Marina and the Diamonds The fact is that we want a life of American teen drama that we have only high school and Dante Alighieri West Bev, we have H & M and Jimmy Choo, we have more than Milan and not the Upper East Side. We live in our boring life dreaming of something that shakes her but we know that the truth is that GossipGirl not write to us, Joey Pacey and we will not choose but that our neighbors are simple, very normal and nothing old boy fucks the gardener. So, if we can not fall into temptation to everything you have just to avoid believing that it's cool to be Pupa and to the audition for the next GF. For the rest I put on Italia1 StudioAperto that is going to give the gossip.
church. For some reason we grow really convinced, even if gay, the family functions with Mom and Dad, if you're male love is the blue and football, and that Jesus had strange powers. Then discover that Mark is better than Lucy, who is a mauve color. The fact is that the church is more alive and the AFA this summer. But it has its charms, gold rings and the Pope wears Prada. Maybe we should just understand that the church is like one of us, a good preacher then Razzola evil. Because at the end of The Lord of the Rings is up and down like the Bible or perhaps we should understand that Faith is the thing that matters. But now publish the post, turn off the computer and take my Bible. I'll take the Bible because they do not get there on the shelf to take what is now the new sacred text for each of us: the DVD box set of Sex & TheCity because maybe it is true that we are: anti-age innocence, no one does breakfast Tiffany's and no one has to remember stories. We have breakfast at 7 and we have stories that we try to forget as quickly as possible. Self-preservation and do business have priority ... Cupid has flown from the building. How we ended up in this mess? There are thousands of women in this city, perhaps tens of thousands, we know them all and think they are all fantastic, travel, pay taxes, spend $ 400 for a trendy pair of sandals and sun. Why are there so many great unmarried women and no unmarried man? Who knows maybe we are a mess
atomic external influences or maybe not, but fighting is all self-destructive, and for now we are not ready to sacrifice just to be labeled as nonconformists. At the end tomorrow is another day, and I am sure I heard him say on TV.

XOXO
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Thanks Givin Die

Have you ever thought about death? Must be a journey strawow. Lately I find myself always thinking travel. We move like crazy and before we realize we have brought to a conclusion more trips than we expected, because first of all we should understand the value we give to that word, without an apparent return trip can be defined as such? I think that death sometimes is only the beginning. has been so for so many people, once morivi young and we guarantee you a place in history, especially if you were known by more than 5 people, especially if you were a rock star. Let us die young or just live forever, singing. As if I would believe that someone really wanted to be young forever, we're out? You sweat glands in a thousand that compete only to sex hormones, then the unit, although I find him sexy, evil is always on us, pimples and anxiolytic crisis that can not be sedated, not yet, by anxiety because .. well I think that is only because it was not want to produce too many white pasticchine. So after beginning the drug, ecstasy and cocaine, more and more white and anti-anxiety and you find yourself dying. See? We always come back there. Because in the end we know that death is one of the few certainties of life, the other big spring for sure is that the guy who will become millionaire for what will put you pregnant and the income does not exceed that of Battista Franco. If you're wondering who it is, well, there is a reason. But have you Ever wonder what's next? Darkness, God or a series of reincarnations, really matters? Perhaps a little 'you. I am concerned the idea of \u200b\u200bending up in hell, any way it is and so sometimes, in bed, I try not to think about that then I have bad dreams. Then I think we are wanting the reincarnations, just to be female in the next life and I'll show you how to command the high school and how do you, the slut, but then I think maybe I end mouse and I do not have all those hairs and tail smooth. So I think there are so many gods do not know and should I submit to them, I hope you speak Italian and then I think that maybe, for some reason, we could stay here as ghosts. Stuck on this earth for business and insospesi I think about how to train, then, to give signals to my mom to finish what needs to be done. Then everyone sees ghosts sti but no one explains them. Perhaps God, angels and devils, not Allah, and perhaps the sixth circle of hell is just the invention of someone, anyone looking for an answer he seemed to see a guy with wings, an invention that is becoming obsolete. Because for me, UFOs and angels are almost the same thing, man's desire for something bigger. Except that I just firmly believe in UFOs, I do not understand those who do not believe, why we should have the arrogance to believe that there is only us, space is a place so big, there're not in Wonderland only you and not even in the sea, you know? Goes to understand this man who always wants more. But you have you ever tried to think of infinity? There was little I tried so hard, thinking of living in paradise, welcome to the calm known as the eternal boredom, day after day, but then the day ended and started again. I decided that for me, after death there is the opening of the eyes of a baby and so I start life again.
Perhaps it is true that if life is a journey, the important thing is to enjoy it.

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Social Nightmares

In 1960 the school was. In 1980 the club in 2010 are social network the fastest way to get to know someone, approach to a stranger, to increase our circle of friends. We are now the 200 characters of the show, in each SN. Will I have the blog link on Facebook, as if to say: I am my blogs, read them to me. As if to say: I have a blog, do not be surprised if we do not have a boyfriend. Not that anyone really read the introduction, it's like the books, long ones. Do you see them, browse them, read a few words here and there and then close it. We are lazy, here's the thing. Lazy friends to create us out, lazy in real life to see if we could please anyone and at the same time we are lazy to read what people are keen to tell us. A bit 'like shopping online, the worst thing invented by man after the Parmesan. Because the best things you miss, you lose the pleasure of going into shops, air conditioning in summer and heating in winter and Sahara will provide relief to the agony of the exterior, you lose the taste of the false kindness of jobs, try the leaders of pay in cash or pass the card in the machine ciucciasoldi the pleasure of walking down the street with shopping bags, thinking, "so they will see that I am shopping-addicted," You miss the little things in exchange for a package that always comes too late and without any effort at home . Why try to make life easier, to make it easier to save energy from the rest of life which they say is hard. But what happens when social networks are able to win over people? Like in the movies when Schiavetto wicked witch of the rebels and win over her but not the prince? What happens is that six in 2010, and you realize the fact that some people will remove from friends, you block, bans you or sends you to crack the PC (I do not think there is a final point, but I needed to finish the climax) and sees this as a way surrounded by an explanatory statement implied juicy. Sometimes we know we are Tornari single or attend one of the state of Facebook, at times we have kissed someone of the photos published a complete stranger. Sometimes we delude ourselves to be cool because we have friends du FB 1500, 16000 and 2394614 on Netlog on Myspace, but then when you delete your profile, you're lost. First, you do not know what to do to fill the time, seconds, your address book the cell is full of numbers, but the closest you've never seen and is at 86km from you. Sometimes they win without being noticed. And what if Grandma Duck stopped making cakes and found out that to meet some Scrooge just an email and a password of at least 6 characters? It happens that there never would hope, over the 40 they discover a world. A world that was to remain obscure, hidden. Some things are not meant to be observed, as the point G at the end, lives in his aura of mystery and is comfortable there, without the need to reach him and no one accesses it. I remember when I discovered that of the low rise jeans, only good times that I was preparing them for visions of my ass when I sat down and feeling free as a loss these pants while going down the stairs but come on, Benvenga! But now: "Hello, my name is M, I am the mother of E, and I'm not taken down by the PC in my every spare moment. You know, I have a farm, Where's My Car, I'm on Farmville and even if I do not speak Arabic I have many friends as neighbors, "says ticking the finger on the desk waiting to enter the site" I spend some time with my son, the last time I had seen the device "I have lost my mother, do not let it happen also to you. And if one day your mom comes to pretending nothing is asking you to remember them when he does come in the form -ing, as they say cow in 13 different languages \u200b\u200band has red eyes and shaggy hair, well, that's the sign , the beginning of the end.
Run away and hide the adsl.

XOXO
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