Sunt captiva. Sunt limitata in toate directiile. Sangele mi se urca in ochi, nu mai vad bine. Capul imi plesneste, creierii imi amortesc. Sunt captiva si ma macin incet. Ma erodez putin cate putin. Imi vine sa urlu, sa sparg, sa fug. Si in loc de asta tac. Pana la implozie...
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I cannot understand much of what I read on your blog...but I would like to. My grandchildren are your age and older..
You are right. :) You most certainly do have a pretty little face. But then you KNOW that.
How nice that you should follow my blog though I have not one clue as to what You might be interested in.
I am old...and very dull!! :)
Welcome and have a wonderful weekend!!
"Sunshine..on my shoulders..makes me happy..Sunshine almost always..makes me smile.." or words to that effect..
Author: John Denver
I will try to find a blog translator to put it on...you're blog just reminds me of my mom's blog...well almost:)...but it has the same way of speaking about every day life like it's something special:)
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