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Today we talk about masturbation.
The solitary masturbation is practice that sees us laugh out loud every time we make a good joke. The eroticism is
experience fairly widespread among humans have a sense of humor and is virtually harmless.
However, masturbation can become pathological whenever we find ourselves laughing at themselves, and out of context, thinking about something funny that we said some time ago. At that point, usually, there is a loop in front of us asking us "fuck you laughing?" and may even trigger a mechanism of violence underground.
The council, in such cases is to breathe deeply with the diaphragm and to divert attention, thinking about the money they owe taxes.

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Smile dumb

few days ago I happened to stroll from there, a stock of recycled things where my mom she is a volunteer. I've brought a couple of broken screens for PC, hoping that their engineers are able to repair them and resell them. The proceeds of the objects will be adjusted and re-sold to fund a project in Sri Lanka.
When I arrived I was greeted by a boy amber skin, which helped me to download the screen.
The boy working there as a handyman, and Sinhalese and is deaf and dumb. The funny thing is that my mother speaks to him as if he felt fine. When I arrived, in fact, said "she's my daughter." Obviously, he did not hear a fucking thing I just wanted to point out. To make them understand the concept, at that moment it seemed relevant, I and my mom we approached, we hugged and we showed our likeness.
Me and my mom, in fact, we are alike in many ways. We have the same smile, same eyes, and the same character as shit: idealistic, uncompromising, edgy and prone asociality. But she is driven by a healthy pragmatism, which usually appreciated by most, but I am looking and wankers.
The boy, when neighbors saw us, smiled and mentioned a nod. Then went to bring the screens inside the warehouse. Come back, to show that he understood, he has smiling look at and picked up his arms like rocking a baby. I was excited.

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K-shirt

I have a K-shirt. It is not a normal shirt, t-shirt is my karma.
Founded as an ordinary fruit, the white shirt-K has been submitted by the expert hands of my best friend to the technique of batik, also called "technical vomiting" for clear references to the results of the designs of certain movements when gastric exaggerates with drinking.
The K-90 shirt is a piece of my wardrobe and unpresentable: it has a pale peach background and patches of color also faded and thrown here and there, in strictly random order. When I wear my K-shirt erotic potential has a peak down and bystanders, especially in the person of my mother, horrified.
At this point you understand that for me the K-shirt is not just a shirt, is a state of mind: why have not the heart to throw it away and, indeed, take it with me in all my adventures.
Two days ago I started ballet and I was flipping through the photos I shot last year in class, I realized that the photographer came the only day I wore the shirt of karma, that the bar takes up his figure .
year, then, in Abruzzo, someone also told me: "how do you give that color! "And I'm still here I'm wondering if it was a compliment or a jack ass.

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Out! Survival

We go out and meet me, we feel that there is always a bit 'out of place, that we are never quite nice and toned We do not have a social status.
Turn off your computer, we leave our dark dens and carry around our face without hiding behind a screen for us timid screen is a nice invention, but sometimes, if we are not careful, it can distort relationships and a reality show a little distorted.
Come on in the world to meet people who are different from us: smile close to our bus, they lower their guns and masks. Let's face, looking into his eyes, without being ashamed because we scrausi hair or because we are not quite as bright as our partner.
look at the other, acknowledge ourselves insecure in their small gestures: adjusted his glasses, looking to move elsewhere, lighting a cigarette.
After all, we're just frightened creatures who would be part of something, do it!
ok, come on, guys, I said mine. Now everyone on facebook.