August 2011
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Can I have a great wise Post Production Master-Dad-teacher, please?
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there was a time when all the hot babes were in...
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I have this strange desire of reblog almost all... →
http://mydaguerreotypeboyfriend.tumblr.com/
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I am sending messages and replying messages, which are not being received … what the hell, tumblr!?
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It’s strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling...
– T. S. Eliot (via thistlepie)
everybody should struggle for words
(via italiawasteland)
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I had this dream, i guess is because i posted that collage…
I was walking to my class of urban farms. It was raining. I brought my red impermeable in my hand, thinking of wearing it, but doubted, because when i looked myself and already wear a silver one. I look up, straight ahead and there he was, facing me, with his red impermeable on. He smiled and pretended to walk on, but also...
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it´s raining
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i´m only up for some sexual harassment on the internet
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today, someone referred to me as "toronjotas"
in english is something like “big grapefruits”, it is clear that my shirt was all buttoned. Ana, just tell him to go to hell and keep walking …
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almost drunk, too much effort to write this
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FACT
i always make private post… it´s like posting in silence for yourself and some dude/robot that works at tumblr
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my dog wake me up, and now i feel tired and hungry… damn every time i´m up so late i get this monstrous hunger…
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hey, i miss you too :( !
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it´s my dog doing ecstasy or what the fuck ?!
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