Friday, November 20, 2009

Girdles And Nylonstockings

headache (ie the birth of the first post)

I have a headache that starts from the root of the neck, and I feel like just waking up from a hangover of red wine at low cost. I
maldistesta, listen better and I feel the pain that starts from mid-back, as if I had raised the heart of the town - which is still low and leaves them firmly attached herself to the ground.
I have headaches, I say, but now I feel that part of the coccyx as if I had taken a culata on the ground, cock, slipped on the ice.
I have headaches, and comes from the knees, from plants to heavy foot, shoulder, stomach, abdomen and stomach.

more I try to describe it, the more I hear, the more it expands, squeaks, body changes shape and size, it becomes acute, pulsating, throbbing, constant, oppressive.
Now he writes that, by my hand.
looked at the screen with his eyes half-closed, for the pain to the eyes of needles: a headache right now is so strong to want to sign, but I have to find the final because he has no fantasy, you know just hurt.

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