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I have not had a great day today. I'm irritable and affect me the most innocuous comments. And I just found this text the thug who left me a bitter taste in mouth and close this blog.

I do not like criticism in general, that's a problem that I have "dealer" regularly. If someone had made up his mind to criticize my blog to its style (or lack thereof) for the quality of my French or redundancy of the theme, the pill helps. But these days, what I read, they are critical about my life and my personal choices. Okay, maybe you've learned to appreciate me as to worry about my sanity and you do not want my property, I thank you. Meanwhile, every comment mid-fig and grape is one more nail in the coffin of this blog.

That would be the point that I continue to tell you that I'm happy and in love when you expect that the fall? When some are convinced that I am dysfunctional to the point that it is a matter of time before the next break? Why should I write my adventures and then you justify them? No, I just do not have to do that, but I feel like it less and less.

I take a break for an indefinite period.

To be clear, this is not only critical issue that makes me question the existence of the blog. There is also a lack of inspiration and the lack of time. As well as writing nonsense, all stop.

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I know most of you do not understand. What distinguishes SG others? Is not that a nickname more in these (mis) adventures that never seem to want to stop? I will say this: Wolf, in my opinion and often even those around me, was the man of my life with a capital H. Since him, nobody had been able to understand me, accept me and love me as I wanted. And I sought someone who would inspire me a lot of feelings so strong and with that the connection would be as good between him and me. Since January 2006, nobody has been up to. SG and then crossed my path. It is very new, but what I experienced stronger and more true since Leloup. And today, in between, I would have no difficulty choosing SG is my man for me. It is a gift of life I accept. The words seem too small for the size of what is happening ...

***** All I want to write is not allowed. We can not announce things bluntly. One can only wish them ...

I hope you look at me always.
I wish we lived these two years of wild passion that I promise.
I hope nothing bad ever happens to you and you will never die.
I hope your son loves me enough for one day regard me as a member of his family.
I want to wake up beside you every day wherever possible.
I want you to meet my friends, my family and everyone around me so they can see how much you make me happy.
I want to make you happy and be there to share with you the pink and dark.
Let me choose the colors of our walls one day soon.
I hope, a little wildly, wearing a white dress to join you at the end of an alley, surrounded by loved ones, if the heart tells us.
I hope you make the most beautiful children in the world.
I hope you read this blog, because you've earned by your patience and your trust, because I love you.

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172-14 JUNE: WORLD BLOOD DONOR

"On the occasion of World Day of Blood Donors to be held on June 14, the EFS is organizing a national event The purpose is twofold: to encourage donors to more regularity in this act of citizenship and greater public awareness of the importance of donating blood. "

To know the places of entertainment, just visit the EFS ( click here!). Under ' Did you know? , you can test your knowledge about blood donation: fun and interesting!

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The future takes shape in pink

the bend of a winding path, find its twenty years. Eyes shining, hearts beating and bodies that ignite again and again. Nothing can be as before. Through his eyes, his hands, his voice, the world has changed. The shadows have vanished and doubt no longer part of everyday life. Fear, old companion of the past, is now a memory. The flight is allowed, no need to net.

He was not there, then there was, unpredictable and unavoidable. More than an oasis in my desert, much more than a name on a list too long, more than what was released before Destiny. And finally at his side, yesterday was a path to him, this line too fast and the future is taking shape in pink.

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171 - HERE AND ELSEWHERE ...

Have you noticed I just added 3 places in my link list? Please visit these blogs and remember that your comments will probably enjoy their authors:

HERE , HERE and HERE

For my part, my holidays come to an end tonight unfortunately.

I just realized that more than 3 weeks have elapsed since the last residual disease and to date, no phone call. And as they say, no news ... :-)

I let you go and see you soon.

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Happy Birthday Blog!

You have one year today. And strangely, your life as never weigh myself on Friday. It's not so easy to make you live. I set myself a goal to do for 12 months and I'm glad to be reached. I never thought so many people would be interested to read you and what you're talking. I could not imagine that among your readers, there are also players in my (mis) adventures. And that because of them, you'd change.

That you do not say, dear blog, you hide in so that people do not understand. Censorship and a sense of propriety thee often gag, he had to conceal and without disguise it shows too. If we never lied, it was sometimes disguised the truth, it has regularly cut corners, and it has closed the pen more often we would have liked.

You made people believe that Mark and Steff were two different people, when in fact, we speak the same guy. Upon request, you tried to muddy the waters to protect his privacy. This is, to date, your biggest lie. You did not say how the letter-writer thee inspired strong feelings for the first time you attended, you have even less about the fact that only Reason was involved in your second round of dating.

But if I'm angry at you today is because of Sir. With him, you never revealed the doubts of the heart and you did not mention when the Sens began to fail. I know you could do it, because the main interest was an avid reader, skilled at reading between the lines what was not there even. You told a beautiful story in which I seemed to make plans and live the perfect happiness, when in fact, plans for the future was the work of Lord and that happiness does not lasted beyond the first few weeks. All arguments and bickering were kept secret. It was necessary, if any shrank, to avoid regrets of a feather too impulsive. I think you have not said enough that the greatest injury of this story was to realize that I was mistaken and deluded about my feelings, I have, once again, tried to walk a thing impossible.

Not everything is your fault, blog, it's mine too. For a year, adventure misadventure, I forgot to read your header and I found myself to forget the butterflies. I ended up not knowing what love was, by dint of getting involved in relationships purely inspired by reason. I Was controlled settling, Almost Settling Down. I will not let it happen again.

I like what you talking about these days. We can say that it is fast, too fast to see. It excites me that I can say about nothing and passes from one to another as others change their underwear. We can say that I am emotionally dependent, desperate, mad, etc.. But you can write it loud: I'm the butterflies have flown away for good long ago, I found them.

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For him ...

... I heard this song in my car the night of our first date. I did not know what waiting for me, but I was hoping. Since then I have heard regularly and whenever I think of him singing the ...

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go to a concert
Repaint my room green
Drink vodka
Go Ikea
Put a neckline
Rent Furnished
And slay all

Crying over nothing
Buy a dog
Pretend to be ill
And set sail
Smoking too much
Take metro
And you take a picture

Chorus:
Discard the windows
love you with all my being
I'm good at it
Does it disappoint you?
I found nothing better to do
And it may seem very ordinary
And the list of things I want to do with you

Making you die laughing
Draw your sighs
lock me all day
Writing words of love
drink my coffee black
get up late
crying on a sidewalk

Me tighten on your heart
forgive your mistakes
Playing guitar
Dancing on a counter
Fill a shopping cart
Have a little girl
And spend my license

Chorus

ha ha haha Yaha Yaha
I know I'm too naive
To list non-exhaustive
Of all these things I want to do with you

Kiss you everywhere
Loving when you're drunk Watch
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And still smoking too
Raise your suspicions
Te apologize
And treat you con

Having a bit of spleen
Play Janis Joplin
watching you sleep
watch me heal
Make Cycling in two
say that we are happy
pissing the envious.

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Yulblog, ticket details, etc.. Unforeseen

Yulblog I came from where I jumped very brief, just to see who was there and fix the details with Daniel for our evening theater Friday . Small exit which cost me a lot taking into account that I am parked in front of a fire hydrant without realizing it, I clearly realized I had a nice $ 52 ticket on my windshield leaving by cons. * Grrr *

Finally, it will fail to make me unhappy I have a permanent smile in the head. Fate played me a good turn. I told myself a full month would be needed to forget the last mishap. And I had no intention of trying to meet before then. Except that, to spy on internet Sir, I had to create a card and although not complete this form eventually lead to exchanges via msn with a charming stranger. These exchanges have led to phone conversations of several hours. These conversations led to a dinner Sunday night, which resulted in another Monday night to finish with an evening at his home yesterday evening. Three days, three dates with the Sexy Gentleman ( Ah ah finally found a nickname! ).

Totally unexpected, totally perfect. Sexy Gentleman, aka SG, 34, a good job, a house in Laval. He is educated, cultured, loves to travel and share my passion for wine and good food. It is intense with a touch of romance and I really feel that we are on the same wavelength. I feel like I always have known him and I can tell him anything. I have butterflies when I know I'll see, I check the presence of texting on my cell 15 times a day and this evening, I returned the Yulblog early because I wanted to talk before going to sleep (he was away on business, where that date is for the 4th Friday). I miss when we part and I think about him almost non-stop. And what's good is that, too. I know because it is said, without playing a game or attempt to hide what you feel. I do not remember the passion that had this taste and since Wolf, no one has inspired the kind of feelings ...

No red flags yet in sight. Just a novelty for me: it has a 5 year old son. I have never attended a " dad." And strangely, it does not bother me at all. Must be said that he would have other small one day so we shared it. "Mirror, mirror, tell me who is stepmother and if Little will find cool or stepmother?"

It's very strange stuff. It's fast, but the pain I had for my history with Sir was sharp and brief, I am given a lot faster than I thought. I do not feel that SG is a rebound or palliative. I think I need to meet Sir for allowing me to cross the road SG. That was like a rite of passage. I remain cautious, but I let myself go.

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They say when life closes a door, it opens a window ... I agree. It is Tuesday, I am going to my third time in three days ... we are unable to help himself, it seems. It's crazy. Crazy, but so good. I'll keep you posted as soon as I found him a nickname. Suggestions?

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170 - I FORGOT TO TELL YOU

It's funny, I forgot to mention in my previous post an event that undoubtedly important, in any case that makes sense to me and gives me good reason to trust the future. May 16, during my last visit, Dr. C. I made my (very thick) radiographic record. They no longer needed at the hospital. It looked like the clutter. I am therefore left with my shots in the arm at the same time a new page turned and covered the past.