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I can do if you no longer kiero?

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with things
are useless and can not shoot.
My secret slaughterhouse is doing something similar
I'm going to do
if not go to the same speed.

If you loose your soul through the mouth and confuses me all day,
the radio does not work and this movie I've seen it,
if I make the case and I have a leaky heart.

I can do if you do not want you
if you do not want to see more
just want to be in my
slaughterhouse in my landfill

just want to relax and eat.

slaughterhouse I can only remember my secret as my getaway

if you tell me if I say no q q
not life is folded
and discovered "my big station" My Big

station is synchronized with movement
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know a good time when all this started.

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That I can do if you do not love you ...

Caring For 2 Week Old Puppies

XD Horrible yesterday ...

Although it rained and it was yummy, yesterday was a horrible day for me ... I do not know, I got the blues and as usual, it seemed that people trampled me and trampled me even more ... In short, they are just people ...
Well, I had a mishap with Sato ... and one with Mother ... and others ... but hey, it seems that Sato was remedied ... but who knows if my mom let me go to the sport right now ... T ^ T
Anyway ... half is sunny, to see if affects my mood ...
I feel much better, do not worry ...
^ ^ Hey, Delhi, I'm sorry I bothered last night but I hope not worry! I'm fine!
^ ^ I love you! Chio



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Afternoon ... rain ... and I miss you ... T ^ T

... well, it rains a lot and yummy ... and I only soul to be delivered in Internet ... but I can not help it ... I can not ... I miss you ... and I only think of you ... I seem endless hours ... and I can not wait to see your face and feel your hand ... feel your skin ... anything but the damn phone cold or distanced MSN ... but you ... YOURSELF ... and the rain runs down my face ... wanted was you ... and would like to hear your voice, calling ... hurts ... your absence hurts ... because I have to wait until tomorrow? Why? Because I can not see you now ...?
Anyway ...
I miss you ...

PS: To my beautiful Delhi ... :)
... I miss you a good ... I can not wait until tomorrow ...
I love you, Sukin ...



*** Anyway, nothing has exciting ... I went to Han-Chan and I found that has a cat that is crazy .. XD I wanted to scratch ... but hey, I saw Han-chan and I was happy ... as you have noticed, I miss Delhi ... and my grandmother did not have surgery because her blood pressure went ... T ^ T and I hope everything goes well! + TE
love you, Grandma !!!!!!!!!!! Chio


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chio_tomo_ame @ 2006-06-22T10: 24:00



View Poll: Rippie-Chan

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Chio

version ... well, I made the stupidity of changing the style of my blog when I had been very good ... anyway ... I'll work on that. That is all. Well

Wart Like Bumps On Stomach

includes human stupidity ... I went ... XD

! After a short absence, I returned ... I had no time to connect and then, as the party of Mexico / Portugal bored me, maybe I came to connect ... XD ((That evil ... ¬¬ I knew ... as Delhites has been staying with his grandmother, once came to visit ... ;) And it rained ... xD a while, but it rained ... and we went for a walk around ... Park of the Friars ... and also we went home from Kagome-Chan, to greet ... and gave us a carrot cake! \u0026lt;3 I love that PIE !!!!!!! And we played little run ... > 3 But he won ... T ^ T y. .. to see, see ... what else? ... So talk, punch XD ... ah! He gave me a letter so cute! ^///^ Thank you very much, Koibito !!!!!! And I borrowed a CD of Rhapsody and Hellsing manga !!!!!!!!! oh !!!!!!!!! Net !!!!!!!!! If you can buy manga, JUST DO IT !!!!!!!!! Why ?!?!?! Well .. are like a million times better than the anime !!!!!!!!! KyAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!! more action ... more blood ... more history ... more ... A-RU-CARD ... * ¬ * Every time I go to page, I fall over Alucard ... ah ... tiny ... (Baba jets) ... no, Koi ... quiet, you know that I love you and I love you muxo ... ;) I'm also in my stage "Wizard of Oz" ... XD I blame the otaku group with me next Saturday ... XD And then, Hellsing character? Well I like Integra, by mysterious and elegant .. (Two things I'm not ... uu) but I took yesterday at Rip Van Winkle ...!!! = D That chick I like too well! And it seems to me ... xD So crazy and so ... sepsy ... (Sepsy me?! XD) Anyway, the point is that it seems to me ... (Lentes. .. dark hair ... XD) sorry that lacked kyruby Capistrano to spend ... T ^ T KYRUBYYYYYY !!!!!!! PASA CAPISE !!!!!!!! I beg you !!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyway ... that's all in my life, for now ... after a while others tell them what happens to me ... and soon, because tomorrow I will not connect, because they operate at my grandmother ... and ps .. and ... after a while I'll tell you more!

XD Anyway, we ... Rip ... sorry! Chio fled at 9:55 am

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Day ... Presentation

Hello! Yesterday was "Day of ..." (Jaja! It hit me a radio program saying it was the day of this or that ...)... because in my case, yesterday was the day of "despair to Chio" ... Why? Well ... Dad passed up making me or telling me things that made me mourn (which is very easy ... XD) of despair ... ah ... and then draw the famous pig ... (0-0! Damn !!!!!!!!! What is it awesome ... ¬¬ my mom cut my hair! ^ ^ Well, I had something like this ...

Replacement Ranger Boat Seats

... XD!

Well! ... I forgot to introduce myself, actually ... My name is Rocio and I have 17 years ... at my age, I do everything possible to survive high school ... I have a younger brother, aged 14, called Eduardo and is a child who I love, and it has recently been attaching much me as it has been growing. I live with my parents in Chihuahua ... dry and sandy city in recent days has been living up to its name, since it has not rained this summer and is doing a hot as hell !!!!!! Surprisingly, I love living here, as it is very quiet and there many people as in major cities, plus a lot of people are friendly ^^... music is my life, but as you have noticed, I'm otaku at heart ... and that is where my dream is to do many mangas (or possibly "meximangas") and anime events, obviously, for me! ;)
And as you have guessed, my passions are drawing, music and writing ... the latter is the most fruits and satisfaction has given me, besides the one that makes me more and more military ... and as you have seen the previous post, I'm a fan of Nirvana! ^ ^ Weeeee !!!!! (Nirvanero attack which will get used ... XD) But hey ... finally, listen to everything, or at least most ... I hate reggaeton ... _._ (Go n_nU radical change ...) but lately, I have pasted the love Metallica (thanks, Eduardo ... ¬¬ also fell to the house ... XD It was funny! And since we were assembling these playing racket and Magic ... and I talked about some things with Brissa GHG ... \u0026lt;- My story. Will
... we are concerned ... (One of my characters) ... but we should fix it and also the role you most of what I have written in GHG ... And wanted to see the Brissa !!!!!!!! La kiero mucho !!!!!! ^__________________^
and today the boys invited me to the movies but I can not go ... _._ My parents complain about the lack of monetary resources ... and I wanted to go ... but hey, Suke not going (I think XD) ... and then, as to be annoying Lexa and Ale and the third hurt them like that (although will also Fher and Marcos) ... but ... pif, pif ...
lot of tension in my house: My mother is half frustrated because I still do not operate at my grandmother and I want your holiday, my father walks with things that "I took a SUBJECT TO SPECIAL ....!!! AND I HAVE STUDY, STUDY, STUDY ...!!!", a walk lepa bothering my brother and I, lost in my world, as always, thinking of nothing in my stories and Suke ... ^///^ I was born for it ...! But hey, speaking of him, I spoke twice yesterday! twice !!!!!! And I was flying !!!!!!!!!!! ... I decided to make a character for one of his stories and is a subject called (Oh, how strange to me ...!) Nirvana ... if it is called Nirvana !!!!! And it is a subject much like mine, but I do not know how mixed with anime characters XD ... and it is paired with Delhi, which is the character of Suke (how rare! XD) ... and designed and besides, I did a lot of drawings ... I still encourage you to draw me to sapuri, but I know that someday, someday! : D

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Well! Here we are with a new blog !!!!!! ^___________^ My space I had enough, so I move better over here ... uf! If you saw so many things I've done since I got the contest in Delicias ... was angry because he won almost everything ... PARRAL ... (Nothing personal ...;)) but hey, I spent the courage, I met many people and so on ... finally! Life ... cheese ... hogs ... (Tania, you'll see ... ¬¬ I went to the house of Kenshy and taught me to play Magic, except that Sato lent me his Gaia II ... trauma since I heard me Diabolus in Musica and is sooo cool !!!!!!! Although I've only heard the album 1 ... but hey, I think it bodes well ...
Anyway ... Kenshy I beat my first game ...
XD And then ... I think it, because I'll get me to bathe and get ready because I do not want to see me Suke all shaggy and in pajamas ...
XD Ja-NE!

fled Chio-chan at 9:24 am

Nylon Feet Scenes In Movies

Dead end dead end

Author: Lady of Ghostly (pipermaru)

Disclaimer: These characters belong to DC, 1013. No one except my evil mind will profit from this story. Just the satisfaction that these characters were tortured.

Type: Angst, angst, angst .... Did I mention angst? ... nc-17 (for scenes of violence and other things that will advance), and UST

Spoilers: At the moment there are none, so the anti-spoilers can rest easy.

Dedication: To all those who wrote me comments in the previous parts. Thank you very much for your support. My betas Rovi MacGirl and Patricia, who do a great job polishing this fic. And especially to Katherine, for their magnificent contribution to this story.

NOTE! : I WANT TO ADVISE THAT THIS REPORT MAY NOT LIKE A LOT OF PEOPLE FOR SOME EVENTS TO BE IN THE SAME. I PRAY THAT PEOPLE ARE NOT OPEN TO EXTREME SITUATIONS, DO NOT COMPLAIN AFTER READING. HE ADVISED. BY THE WAY, NO PAYMENT THERAPISTS.

Feedbacks: Please send me your opinions sra_delfantasmal@hotmail.com in the space under the fic or through private messages. This story is very important for the transgression that means.


* * *

Walter Skinner
not recall such a rapid mobilization of actors for some time.

With Scully's investigations, based on the investigations of Mulder and autopsy results finally appeared a little light on the mysterious disappearance of the agent. Scully was relieved, as the muscle relaxant in question are sold only in very specific stores, so the search was closed about five stores a veterinary.

From the outset, Dana Scully took over the situation. It did not seem to care even his superior. Skinner's respected because he fully understood their emotional involvement agent.

had to move fast, so that was held an emergency meeting at six in the morning in the offices of the FBI, in which, between Scully and Skinner shared the new information with the officials designated for this mission . The updated about the identity of the murderer and the muscle relaxant, but were silent regarding who was experiencing premonitions Scully. Mutually agree to leave it in private, to avoid creating ironic comments that delay or discredit the investigation.

A Skinner of greatly surprised that you were leaving Scully guided by superstition. For him, this was a very clear showing of what that woman was able to do for your partner. She had abandoned his scientific dogma for the sole purpose of recovering in time to Mulder. And if these premonitions turned out to be reliable, although there was the slightest possibility that lead them to the whereabouts of Mulder or Skinner or anyone else had the right to object.

After the meeting, Scully made a quick search on the Internet. In ten minutes he found the data I needed to hurry. They were four in all veterinary shops in the state of Washington DC where they sold the muscle relaxant, whose scientific name was guaiacol glyceryl ether. That was the name of the substance had analysis yielded a half hour. He noted the addresses on slips of paper and distributed among groups of two.

She would team with Skinner and another officer who had been without a partner. His name was Keaton. Luckily it was one that had no quarrels with Mulder or her.

The dealers do not understand why the FBI was so concerned with your customer lists, but did not dare to refuse to provide such information confidential for fear of punishment.

The shop where you should ask Scully, Skinner and Keaton agent was located in a highly commercial and crowded. Given the large number of businesses that stood in contour, Scully found this store conducive to someone who wanted to go unnoticed.

Efficiently, the clerk I printed a list of people who had purchased the product expressed in the past month, and included all the necessary specifications. It was a very long list, just an inventory of eleven people.


* * *


The sum of the four lists had collected a total of fifty people. A relatively short Scully was responsible for introducing into the FBI database. He worked in the computer of Walter Skinner, who watched the proceedings from the side.

So far there was no nothing else to do, so that other officers had returned to their daily work until further notice. While

introduced one by one the names, the mind of Scully walked over and witnessed the images again in his sleep. He knew well that he did not think much about it: being caught in the nightmare scenario painted in, only managed to delay the investigation, but it was hard not to. I wanted to work with white head, but it was impossible.

Scully began to fret. Admitted wearing half of the names that appeared on the list and yet none of them showed more than a perfect citizen behavior.

His head ached. Had started as a twinge in his left temple, but had spread and deepened into a permanent and unbearable discomfort. Too much stress. As a medical doctor knew that this was the reason. His body began to claim a little rest. In the night had managed to sleep, but had not been a restful sleep. However, he knew he could not afford even a minute break to find his partner.

introduced the forty-two of the list without many expectations, but great was his surprise when the screen appeared a man named form John Feishman. To the right of the photo came out more data from previous buyers. The image offered by the face of an apparently common, Caucasian, blond curly hair, that were it not for allegations of public nuisance and threat to prostitutes, Scully had not suspected.

- found something - Scully said triumphantly. Skinner walked the four steps which are from the window overlooking a main street, to his desk and laid his eyes on the computer screen. - I'm sure it is -. Although not let this information get too excited, could not avoid was installed in his tortured soul some peace. Skinner had the same feeling and quickly began to make the relevant calls, while Scully finished entering the last names of the list without any success, and printed the profile of the man she sensed it was directly responsible for the misfortune of his teammate.

Skinner decided, as a first step, send a patrol in advance that will monitor the house's alleged murderer. They were not in a position to commit a single error. Scully did not agree, but inside thought otherwise. Be a case of anyone, knew that without hesitation had acted that way. Without a police order or traces that betray that he was actually committing a crime, could not invade a property private, was against the rules. Nevertheless, he accepted only on condition she be part of the guard. Skinner did not even consider contradicting gave him permission, but he would accompany her.


* * * Dana Scully


driving, next to the Deputy Director Skinner read the profile that Mulder had been done on the murderer. Surprise did not stop the ability of your agent to develop as thorough and accurate reports that seemed written by the same killer. In a way it did. Mulder had earned the nickname of a claim by his master to go into the mind of the most vicious criminals. But while this skills had exalted as one of the best players in the history of the FBI also had created many enemies. Several agents were violent crimes envied him for this virtue, but sometimes inevitably ended his speech asking for help in solving a case. They knew the risks assumed Mulder whenever put into practice his skills as profiles, and if they did, did not care.

was two and a half weeks that the director of the violent crimes section had asked Walter Skinner inclusion of the two agents in charge in a very tricky case that included the murder of two men who had been victims of sexual assault and a tirade of punches.

now greatly regretted having agreed. Unwittingly, he had endangered his agent. I had not considered that when he appears in the news - because of its renowned genius for criminal profiles - were exposing evil in the eyes of the murderer, he saw Mulder as a threat, being the only one able to catch it.

Influenced by premonitions of Scully, I felt a strange emptiness in the stomach. Had seen throughout his life's major atrocities. In Vietnam he had witnessed massacres true: fellow lying dismembered on the ground, women raped and killed without mercy, not even the children were saved. If I could erase some stage in their life, would be war. He was prepared to find Mulder in the worst conditions, even dead. But the simple idea deshabitual caused her distress. Scully thought, and it would be for her if her partner was killed and hurt what could see in his face. Destroy it. It was for that and for the great affection and admiration for Mulder who was willing to do the impossible to find.


* * *


Scully and Skinner arrived in a rental car to avoid attention and parked on the sidewalk in front of the house that was supposed to where Mulder was abducted. Another car also occupied by a pair of officers stopped at a corner of the house, where you could envision a second side door. Previously he had been assured of being these the only two entries that had the address.

with expertise in this type of operations, knew they could spend hours and hours before recording any suspicious movement, so not impatient when marks the one hundred twenty minutes of surveillance had not seen anything strange. The only one who did not stand the wait was Scully. I could never forgive Mulder found dead knowing that could have changed his destiny have instead sought to remain in the order provided there is a procedure which this time seemed fruitless and a waste of time.

- Do not take it anymore. I'll go - he suddenly opened the car door ready to enter the house, however, Skinner warned her opportunity to commit a foul, taking her arm harder than it should, but it served to stop.

- You can not. ENDANGER Mulder - tried to reason with her.

- Mulder might be dead now! - Cried hysterically. For a few seconds remained Skinner in silence, watching as she pretended to rub your eyes tired, when in fact trying to clear his tears.

- I know it's not an easy situation for me either it is, but it is the best strategy. At this point, if you enter that house without reinforcements, there was no point to Agent Mulder, plus we do not have complete certainty that it is there - the stubborn determination desacentuó traits in Scully. A Skinner assured him she would have understood, but was worried when her little body began to convulse because of an outburst of tears and uncontrollable. He had stoically resisted all morning to show their feelings, but it was a human being, not the ice queen who thought of others. Skinner's first instinct was to hold her, but was deprived of it when he thought how embarrassing it must have been it this situation to bother you further. Merely observe, but inside is to die for comfort.

A voice emerged from the portable radio environment defused.

- Someone's coming home - the information recomposed to Scully with amazing speed. If a couple of seconds gave the impression of being a woman with a torn soul, now no traces of his moment of weakness.

As I had reported, someone approaching home. Skinner had not noticed their presence to watch the state of Scully. It reminded himself as an agent with personal implications in a case, should not get so involved in such research, but also knew that Scully object to be part of the search team, was to risk to find out for your own anything happened. In contrast, permitting support, could control it more easily.

both looked the man ringing the doorbell and wait until they open, but when that did not happen for several minutes, Skinner got out along with Scully.

- Hello, we are of the FBI - was introduced to the strange Skinner, identifying with his badge. Scully proceeded the same way - Do you know the owner of this home? -

- Yes, I am your neighbor. James Pfister - replied quietly with his hands in his pockets. - Do you look for something special? -

- is the prime suspect in a crime that occurred in the past two weeks. I suppose you are aware of that - Scully said ahead of his boss.

- Yes, of course, is always in the news, but ... - And inexplicably began to laugh, confuse their partners -

- Is something wrong, Mr. Pfister? - Asked Scully. It was obvious that the agent had taken over the questioning.

- No, it's just that ... seems impossible to me what I say. Since Mr. Feishman moved to this street has not only shown himself to be an excellent person and an excellent neighbor. Are hardworking, caring, and a model citizen. I've never been gotten into some trouble with the law. - At the end of his speech full of praise, the two officers looked surprised. Could have been wrong suspect? No, definitely something not fit there, but two of them by mistake. Simultaneously as the silence lasted which was established after John's comment, Skinner and Scully thought the only explanation might have overestimated the opinion that Mr. Pfister was his neighbor. John Feishman

had created a double life. To its neighbors appeared to be a decent, worthy, worthy of emulation, but evil mischief in his soul.

- This weekend was to host a party - this new comment drew a pair of agents of their mental lucubrations. - That's why I came to visit him, because as two days ago have not seen him, nor any of the other neighbors have come to ask if what remains of the invitation -

- Organize parties often? - Asked Scully.

- Yes, from time to time. In the neighborhood are very famous. -

- And in the last month has not noticed anything unusual in his behavior? - This time it was Skinner's turn.

- mmm ... yes, as I said, sometimes it disappears for two days or more, but must be due to labor issues. In fact I do not think he is guilty of an atrocity like that. He is a veterinarian - the answers were growing in importance.

- And know the address of your office? - Skinner inquired.

- No, sorry, it's a very private person with respect to his personal life. With just know that exercised vet - said, but then remembered another detail. - While on one occasion we were a little out of glasses, told me about his former home, he wanted to sell it. It seems that in his old neighborhood is not very fond of, that is why he left ... Do not know why he told me he does not usually talk much about those things, it must have been drinking.

- And I guess I do not know the address ... - Scully he said with some disappointment.

- In fact if I have ... Yesterday I got a match, picked it up from your door because he was absent ... It was a notary, he seems to want to foreclose on the former home for nonpayment ...


* * * Location unknown




More than a day since his imprisonment, Mulder's body had finally succumbed to much abuse. For hours he had lost consciousness, the result of bleeding and severe dehydration. He had tried to resist, clinging to the fleeting illusion that Scully would rescue him, but he felt pain was so unbearable that flew into unconsciousness. Was slowly closing his eyes, until he lost all kinds of sensations. He graciously received the new state. I knew the port was death, but he accepted his fate confident and enthusiastic, because they would suffer more.

His breathing was irregular and erratic heartbeat. The tips of his fingers had become cyanotic color. The rapist entered the filthy, dark room with a view to further mortified his victim, but was prevented when turning on your flashlight, the light revealed the haggard face Mulder. He shook it vigorously, but did not get a glimpse of reaction. Inert continued its prey, it was now only a bundle lying on the floor untidy. And I would have thought he was acting if not for his pulse weak and intermittent, which he undertook to check.

recharging He sat his back against the wall.

felt a deep unease, not by the fact of having committed another murder, but his haste. Still excited to see him naked and thought penetrate one last time. The experience with this agent had been magical, wonderful, and unforgettable. Especially memorable, revived in his dreams, and as evidenced by the natural reaction in a very timely anatomy. However, dismissed the idea of using lewd sodomy with a person that would not cause any reply. His ears do not delight in screams full of infinite sorrow, as infinite as his lust, and hatred and who made it what it was.

stuck to self-satisfied, recalling the lived masturbating Fox Mulder. He recalled his cries, and used it to restimulated and continue their task. It gave pleasure for several minutes, which remained in a trance. Gathered in his mind images of all sexual encounters, all men. But he also leaked the face of a woman ... a woman who had appeared in his dreams. They shot him with his beautiful blue eyes distilling hatred.

pleasure suddenly stopped and stood. Running and stumbling giving out the basement. On this occasion, because it is an FBI agent would take precautions. I knew I had to a federal army at his heels, and especially an angry armed woman, more than happy to fit a bullet between the eyes.

For this unique opportunity, be deprived of the satisfaction of seeing his dying victim.


* * *

continued ...

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27/05/2006

What Happened To I Deep Throat Heather Brooke

mealua @ 2006-06-05T17: 32:00

When I can not look at your face look at your feet




[...] But I love your feet

only because they walked upon the earth and
the wind and water, until I found
.

Pablo Neruda.