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So that I do blog? I? …. Then the truth, I swear to you that I do not have nor idea. I had one, that is truth, but I did not do puto to him case. If it is truth that leaves things there prettiest than me it has happened in the life: my family (Ay my two small ones), the cinema, ..... jimmyfilms.blogspot.com
I have said the cinema? Yes? Good I eat already you will so assume work in that of the cinema and. Mola? yes, but it is his, it hears. Good and bad, but it comforts to know that your works see people them and that ...... Good, I am moving away of the subject. So that blog? then or there am diccho to you that I do not know it, coño, but I do, I do not know it, as if my conscience or something outside thus. I do not know, I repeat very insistently. Found to black.The truth is that now I think to take care of it a little more. S.A. blog or to me conscience that not yet I have decided it. In fact, I do not know if one is the other or the other the one. Mola, no. I do not know clearly anything.I believe that what I will take care of more will be my conscience. No, better, I will take care of of my conscience having taken care of this blog. Or better, I will concientiously take care of this blog taking care of of my conscience in him when taking care of it…. Or similar.In order to begin, it would have to know how as it is used, but that bores a little to me to read instructions and aids of handling, reason why I will not do it. I will take care of this blog and my conscience without book of instructions. Fijate that I said, book of instructions. It imagines that I get to have this book of aid. Or worse, self-help book. He would be laborious. But this blog is a little my conscience, equal also it is of self-help, and fíjate the one that is going away to roll. Good, that no. I will learn little by little, like in the life, say, like in the cinema. I will finish like Allen? Being a genius I know that no, I talk about in the consultation of a psychologist, autoayudandome. I will not continue loving Woddy without concessions. And to the terror cinema (these badly, baby).
Fíjate that I write this, without knowing if it will be published, because I really do not know like doing it. At some time I will give when enter and…. What will happen. I will see It in the network. My conscience, not blog, says to me that there am this good, I will see it. Would not be pretencioso to think that somebody is put to read the string of things (it was going to say chorradas) that I am writing to a frenetic rate?You see, my conscience one throws the roll and it says “either, uncle, he is or something of humility there. Really you think that somebody is going to read this”. A thing, to you speaks your conscience to you?Good, I am going to tell a secret to you. I take writing a pile of things, fifteen minitos to thus and has perhaps passed something strange. Everything has erased. And he was amused, you are not created. Will have been the conscience.Then no. I have been, that I am gilipollas. I return to my refusal of aid and instructions. I do not read them, as it said to you. Consequence: fifteen minutes and fifty or sixty thrown skillful phrases to the sweepings. Good, in some place they will be, but I do not know where. And jode, because they were really good. Hata had dismissed to me already, but….I touched where it was not necessary to touch. Prongao, says my conscience to me. Good, the same it says my blog to me.Good, it is called on to present/display to me, or at least therefore it memory. Also it spoke of Freud, but I do not know to whatever from what it came. If it memory I will be first in knowing it. Logical. “The level Raises, baby. It does not arrive to him nor at the ankles of the previous writing. The erasure. Already forgotten” it says my conciécia again to me. And it is beginning to touch a little the noses to me. Yes, the conscience. Equal I remain with blog and I forget to me the conscience. I will have to become aware from which I do. That rarer phrase. To become aware. How becomes aware? Of blow or to trocitos? Takes like a medicine breakfast, food and has supper? Is taken been accustomed to or it undoes in water. Refrescará to become aware, because today it is a warm, that…. I do not know, equal volume something of conscience today and I refresh to me. Equal it places. And, of what it will smell the conscience? Equal the people who smell bad are because they become aware bad or are expired hers. Man, of me the feet do not smell a little to me, equal my conscience is either very there. I will watch to see if I have guarantee of the conscience and I change it. Thus they give a new one me and in addition that takes off to me olorcillo and watches you, I kill two birds of a shot. I will think it, but as I am a safe disaster that the guarantee of my conscience there am it lost. Or worse, equal to expired and I go that way knowing that my conscience is expired. No, better I remain with the scent on feet. It is not either for as much, and if they do not smell much will not be so bad.Good, we went by the presentations. I am Jiménez. Not of those of all the life but almost. But that is another history that already I will count but ahead as the one of my christian name, Jose Luis.
Jimmy
I have said the cinema? Yes? Good I eat already you will so assume work in that of the cinema and. Mola? yes, but it is his, it hears. Good and bad, but it comforts to know that your works see people them and that ...... Good, I am moving away of the subject. So that blog? then or there am diccho to you that I do not know it, coño, but I do, I do not know it, as if my conscience or something outside thus. I do not know, I repeat very insistently. Found to black.The truth is that now I think to take care of it a little more. S.A. blog or to me conscience that not yet I have decided it. In fact, I do not know if one is the other or the other the one. Mola, no. I do not know clearly anything.I believe that what I will take care of more will be my conscience. No, better, I will take care of of my conscience having taken care of this blog. Or better, I will concientiously take care of this blog taking care of of my conscience in him when taking care of it…. Or similar.In order to begin, it would have to know how as it is used, but that bores a little to me to read instructions and aids of handling, reason why I will not do it. I will take care of this blog and my conscience without book of instructions. Fijate that I said, book of instructions. It imagines that I get to have this book of aid. Or worse, self-help book. He would be laborious. But this blog is a little my conscience, equal also it is of self-help, and fíjate the one that is going away to roll. Good, that no. I will learn little by little, like in the life, say, like in the cinema. I will finish like Allen? Being a genius I know that no, I talk about in the consultation of a psychologist, autoayudandome. I will not continue loving Woddy without concessions. And to the terror cinema (these badly, baby).
Fíjate that I write this, without knowing if it will be published, because I really do not know like doing it. At some time I will give when enter and…. What will happen. I will see It in the network. My conscience, not blog, says to me that there am this good, I will see it. Would not be pretencioso to think that somebody is put to read the string of things (it was going to say chorradas) that I am writing to a frenetic rate?You see, my conscience one throws the roll and it says “either, uncle, he is or something of humility there. Really you think that somebody is going to read this”. A thing, to you speaks your conscience to you?Good, I am going to tell a secret to you. I take writing a pile of things, fifteen minitos to thus and has perhaps passed something strange. Everything has erased. And he was amused, you are not created. Will have been the conscience.Then no. I have been, that I am gilipollas. I return to my refusal of aid and instructions. I do not read them, as it said to you. Consequence: fifteen minutes and fifty or sixty thrown skillful phrases to the sweepings. Good, in some place they will be, but I do not know where. And jode, because they were really good. Hata had dismissed to me already, but….I touched where it was not necessary to touch. Prongao, says my conscience to me. Good, the same it says my blog to me.Good, it is called on to present/display to me, or at least therefore it memory. Also it spoke of Freud, but I do not know to whatever from what it came. If it memory I will be first in knowing it. Logical. “The level Raises, baby. It does not arrive to him nor at the ankles of the previous writing. The erasure. Already forgotten” it says my conciécia again to me. And it is beginning to touch a little the noses to me. Yes, the conscience. Equal I remain with blog and I forget to me the conscience. I will have to become aware from which I do. That rarer phrase. To become aware. How becomes aware? Of blow or to trocitos? Takes like a medicine breakfast, food and has supper? Is taken been accustomed to or it undoes in water. Refrescará to become aware, because today it is a warm, that…. I do not know, equal volume something of conscience today and I refresh to me. Equal it places. And, of what it will smell the conscience? Equal the people who smell bad are because they become aware bad or are expired hers. Man, of me the feet do not smell a little to me, equal my conscience is either very there. I will watch to see if I have guarantee of the conscience and I change it. Thus they give a new one me and in addition that takes off to me olorcillo and watches you, I kill two birds of a shot. I will think it, but as I am a safe disaster that the guarantee of my conscience there am it lost. Or worse, equal to expired and I go that way knowing that my conscience is expired. No, better I remain with the scent on feet. It is not either for as much, and if they do not smell much will not be so bad.Good, we went by the presentations. I am Jiménez. Not of those of all the life but almost. But that is another history that already I will count but ahead as the one of my christian name, Jose Luis.
Jimmy

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