Saturday, November 20, 2010

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You & only you. Elisa

I felt like my body is tense, I could not breathe, sweat sliding down my forehead, I wanted to scream but my voice did not answer, had exhausted all my strength to whisper your name, my chest increasing bleeding, I had few minutes, only knew one thing, you'd be my last thought.

Hello! Today I bring a very short entry but for me it means a lot ...
hang Soon other longer as usual:)
Sorry for not dropping by your blog, now read some and comment.




Saturday, November 13, 2010

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found him ...

-Small, breakfast is already on the table.
Elisa was wrapped between the covers, you could only see his big brown eyes and her little nose was cold. Matthew appeared in the doorway showing a wry smile.
- Still in bed? He asked.
"I think I have a fever," said Elisa as he stretched his arm to the bedside table to pick up a package cleanex.
- Want to bring you breakfast or ... prefer to put me in bed with you? - Asked as his mouth drew a mischievous smile.
- Why not both? - Let out a laugh that sounded more like a cough off.
Matthew disappeared only to reappear seconds later with a tray. Breakfast together while talking about things that only they understand. Matthew stared at Elisa honey eyes, flush it, causing a smile on the face of Matthew.
He put his head into the chest of Elisa, her heart was beating incredibly fast, but I had no fear that he heard it was nice that Matthew got to make her feel those things.
- That stronger heart you! I do not know if mine would support both. - Matthew replied while more acute hearing.
-Tic Tac, Tic Tac ... looks like a clock, the clock of your heart.
-In my heart, Matthew, now my heart is not mine, I say the day I met you. "Said Elisa.
"I love you - Matthew replied as he raised his head Elisa chest.

Hello! I hope you enjoy today's post ^ ^
As you see I changed a little blog design, changes are always welcome: D
Quote of today: who loves you will mourn.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

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Your beautiful eyes ...

I sat down and I was thinking about our conversation, I was stupid, had acted foolishly saying things that not even I thought, I would have told you many things but at the time my brain was only aware of your beautiful eyes green. was hot, very hot, the thermometer on the corner marked 4 ° C, felt like my cheeks were colored a deep red. My heart was pounding so hard that he feared for a moment what you heard, my eyes were lost in your eyes while my lips responded things that not even I understood. It reminded me to be breathing, but in fact involuntary currently unattainable for me. I asked the reason for my small hands were shaking, I answered with a shy look that did not understand very well, yet if you understood the look of sadness to see that old love that I did so much damage.

Hello! First, I want to thank everyone.
Second: Sorry for not hanging up last week near the entrance a sentence but
with exams, homework, etc. I have almost no time, I hung and then I left the blog.
This weekend I upgraded "on your blogs. So if during the week did not I comment the promise this weekend:)
Now I leave you with one sentence: Cu street with my voice I'm death, my heart will sec uira talking.