Author Archives: Ildiko

Gércecica was not eye-catcher, but it gave the impression, tries to be. Looking for connections and plunged into the great themes of, szapulva az XX szintjét, saying, how stupid, somewhere between the lines highlighted in their own insignificant person. Worn on one plate, and the, whose precise periodically belenyírnak the otherwise smooth strongly, brown and inconspicuous hajkoronájába. That is, except for one point, where a crowd of otherwise flat átdobott shell is formed, which wants to concentrate on the flat surface is forced Aesthetics.
The strikingly red line kerámianyaklánca perfectly in the resplendent colors, mint a – mi is? Harisnyája? Cipöje? Perhaps the latter. After all, it's all the. The other pieces came out colorless and considered it a bit far-fetched színszimbiózis. Although I do not know, whether it was drinking red wine…

Diary, diary, what can I say to you ;).
I always miss something and the people they madárdalos, nedüs-scented trails left behind. Do not follow new. Aszongya Azores, amihöz nor Köll psikológus. Once again to look once it is what I've seen… Hogy is volt? White or gray? Kandúrhátú or libatollszínǘ? I just saw? I understood at all? The remaining memory, nice, beautiful, vagy torzabb mint volt? Now someone help me helyrerakni. I want to be sure of my job. Is! Let me conclude this is the jars.

Sometime in the morning in my room helyezhették, early evening but it just seemed to me. The off-site artificial flower bouquet consisted of yellow. Not deal with it, until late at night inadvertently touched the petals of a flower and found, the fresh daisies. The oval table in the corner I found my favorite color prominent bright flowers, so were in the middle of the room.

When I looked out my window last night, orange street light in the frigid, snowy winter in the light around me before I saw a fleeting moments. But on the sidewalk and the street suddenly melted the snow. Feleszméltem quickly and could not find her explanation. Perhaps subconsciously thought of Christmas began to mingle with the others, or the strange room reminiscent of the old gyerekszobámra, where I am no longer at home and appeared similar, maybe its the feeling, Four weeks after all this is my home and not the wall.

The red dots are in retreat. It seems, megszoktalak, Córdoba. Faded, and if it were not so tiny, I think hullafoltok. And does not itch hullafoltok. Panni spotted patches of clothing flew through the skin and allowed to stay at home grandmother, which is inherently a good thing, I think if the mine. But here's a few spots not my clothes, amit válthatok, no blood in the vicinity Grandmother.