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If today I achieved this way I look. Today in my lunch box and I only want to give it juice. At least I'll be close, again. Her hair smelled like condensed milk and was black, black. Tickled my nose, she did not realize. I was distracted by taking the juice. We were sitting, was full recreation and all ran in all directions. Rubber band playing but I would not go this time. Even half lacked juice. When I was sitting not tell the difference, but when he walked his lameness noticed it until the one-eyed janitor. Again the smell of condensed milk. I had told Ocumare coming from the coast. His father said he had not drunk, but then as not to see the beer truck coming from the front. In that accident only his leg and a scar on his chin. And fuck the Chamos began again. It was not love, but neither wanted to play rubber band. Or is there that have more than nine years to understand this stupidity. When I get angry I say bad words, but the smell of condensed milk left to go get a fight. Yes, it was beautiful. Very nice, her hair was black, black. All the fourth grade I had been with her all the breaks. He gave one of my yukipak, my mom always got two in case someone was missing and she always lacked. As was missing a pair of shoes. The foot that had him limping spent. I meant the shoe. I always tell her shoes and walk to the eyes of the bulbs of the cars. For this reason alone took me to a psychologist. Feared was a retard. The doctor gave me a lollipop and gave me a kiss on the cheek, after telling my mom I had an IQ: 100. The joy of mom made me give him the pacifier. The Yukipak lasts only ten minutes while she reveals how living in the step of four hundred thirty-two Cemetery. He gets quickie when shots come from above. But uploading carrying buckets full of water is more complicated. Imagine. How much can load this firifiri, which carries a sneeze. I like my hair. I did not like to laugh with gelatin that my mother had thrown in my hair last week. Just bring a YuKipak, but this time I brought two cigarettes. CI/100. She did not row this morning before singing the anthem. It was strange not to see it. The shot fell from ten steps above, it is embedded in his back. We were down to all the yard and the minute of silence calling, it was very long in my chest. Still no room for any noise other than the sound made by sucking the juice of my straw Yukipak.
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