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I was born at six years on Jul31 2008

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I was born at six years Johan sent me a poem he heard at an exhibition of the Niños de la guerra. The poem is of ...

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rereading my journal on Jul31 2008

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rereading my journal It seems to me that all my adolescence I have been crushing or being in love. I do not know, ...

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Stalker-alert on Jul27 2008

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Stalker-alert Some IQ! Someone not worthy enough to call a man, says he has an IQ of 140. But at the ...

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My dream-donor on Jul24 2008

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My dream-donor I could be very happy with this donor, but I am annoyed with several other things. I just hope the ...

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Bits and pieces on Jul20 2008

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Bits and pieces There are some people, not many, I do not consider as people. I mean, they are or they mean nothing ...

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Meeting an old friend of dad on Jul20 2008

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Meeting an old friend of dad It was weird, but I did learn a lot of little things I did not know before. He seemed a good ...

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Mixed emotions on Jul15 2008

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Mixed emotions I do not know if the emotions I have are justified or not. I am feeling so many different things ...

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Tears on Jul15 2008

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Tears This is really annoying, I just always get tears in my eyes when I am talking to about anyone. Maybe ...

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angry on Jul15 2008

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angry  I am so angry and frustrated. That annoying gyneacologist! And fucking cyste!

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A man can’t make a place for himself in the sun if he keeps taking refuge under the family tree. on Jul11 2008

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A man can’t make a place for himself in the sun if he keeps taking refuge under the family tree. My Scottish grandma had five children. I do not know her name and I do not know her age, but ...

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