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Today a small (or large, depending how you look) and humble poetry. Hope you like it. A kiss.


for being you, always.
For me, sometimes without words,
everything you feel, what you want, you
feeling comes from within,
is sincere, honest,
and let me say what I feel, sometimes explaining
I can not.
For me enjoy every moment, as the water
if you see that I have thirst,
as the sun if you see live
amid a storm to be calm
need
if my thoughts do not give me peace.

For giving me your shoulder when I need it, they do not also
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For believing in me,
accept me as I am.
For fall for my madness,
for making me daydream.
to show what love is, really
, movie, but real.
Because my love, while my friend.
For
me feel so happy when we're together,
or show me you're here,
but not see you,
and I feel so lucky.
In all, each
of shared moments,
with you, in your arms, I tell you today

I love you.





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. And indeed today we enjoyed a bit of some rays of sun, both outside and those who always look on the inside, maybe today with a special glow, at least I've felt myself.
In what was the title of this post is the title of the U2 song today I'll put here. No matter the letter in this case and, moreover, is something extrañay not stick or glue. But is the easy pace that has now led me to fit it in how I feel. Because whenever I hear it gives me serenity, quiet. Because today is how I feel, and hope it does not take me more lazy, but I serve as an impetus to take certain things with ganas, with force, with morale.

A kiss. To another.





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When it rains us with a sense of sadness, melancholy, reflection relief. According to our nature and our lives when we are going through, will be one or the other that dominates our minds, our hearts. But whatever it is, in this world everything is outdated, even pain, and what today may seem to us so terrible and hopeless ... morning sun, we see different.


remember many rainy days. The rain is on the street, looking out the window and feel the laziness that seems to grab us as gray days, days of stay at home, a movie, a chocolatearrimados hot on the hearth. There are also examples of rain on the inside, but these attempts will let them fading.

Today it rains, but there is nostalgia, since it has to do with the past, now only makes me want to reflect on the contrary, the present and the future. Reflect on everything I am, what I have, so I can have or what I can lose, now I can the self. Reflecting on all I could to determinacióny confidence and I want to achieve, what I long to accomplish. And I feel lazy, physically and mentally, so many uncertainties.

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Today it rains, and write something else. I know I like to, but the rain has also muted the part that we call inspiration flow out of words. Today it is raining, tomorrow who knows ...





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There are things that, if you already are pretty nice because they express sentiments are expressed most beautiful when singing, especially if, as is the case, are so right.

Today I will delight with the video (linked to the letter, not as sometimes they have nothing to do) of a song, for me, sweetheart. I think we like it or not the letter, the song itself is worth. Of course, I can not deny me the letter I liked it and so I the translate here.

Bon Jovi is called What do you got? Enjoy.

original lyrics (in ENGL & eacute;s):
 

Everybody wants something, just a little more.
We’re makin’ a living and what we’re living for.
Rich man or a poor man, a pawn or a king.
You can live on the street, you can rule the whole world.
But it doesn’t mean one damn thing.

What do you got if you ain’t got love?
Whatever you got, it just ain’t enough.
You’re walkin’ a road but you’re goin’ nowhere,
tryin’ to find your way home but there’s no one there.
Who do you hold in the dark of night?
You wanna give up but it’s worth the fight,
you can have all the tMale
rich or poor, a king pawn.
You can live in the street, you can rule the world.
But that means absolutely nothing.

What is it, if you do not love?
What you have is simply not enough.
walk along a road, but not going anywhere,
trying to find the way home but no one there. Who
you in the dark of night?
want to give up, but it's worth the fight,
can have all the things you've been dreaming.

If you have someone who is afraid to lose ...
Everyone needs someone totell the truth.
Maybe I'm a dreamer, but I still believe,
believe in hope, I believe that change can come to us

What is it, if you do not love?
What you have is simply not enough.
walk along a road, but not going anywhere,
trying to find the way home but no one there. Who
you in the dark of night?
want to give up, but it's worth the fight,
can have all the things you've been dreaming.
If you do not have love, everything is just keeping score. If you do not have love, what the hell we have

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Fandom: Harry Potter
Claim: Harry Potter / Padma Patil
Challenge: Amigo Secreto
'10 Warnings: Without betear, and long enough . It took a world to make this fic, I hope you enjoy it.
2,584 words.

To kddchile .

The seedy bars. Those places where the scourge of society was and went to hell a little while the bartender served alcohol servíay as if the world were to end. All were great at some point and fell into disgrace going to mourn their sentences. The socially recognized also never going to stop there, because nobody cares a damn.

Perhaps all were orphans of war. Even the greatest heroes fell from grace when everything was fine and did not need close. Harry Potter was a famous recent example: after the war, it became clear mushroom useday, had a pretty ugly fight that left him homeless. Made all possible spells that I could locate any known, and disappeared without a known destination.

At that moment, Padma Patil left his dental clinic muggle-life things had witnessed the mass murder in Ireland, and behind the Death Eaters still looking, "and dirigíaa his department, when an offender stole his wallet and ran. Obviously, she chased him through the dark alleys, shouting insults and calling for help, but the bastard got away. CHTMLp; iacute; has made before, was the person with more dignity than he had in the whole street. He sat on a floor, nodded to the bartender to serve him something strong, and leaned his elbows on the table.

looked around, and there was only misery. She felt very alone in this world could not contact his family or his friends, was in constant danger of being attacked and the world was falling apart. The only thing missing was a companion who did not feel so lonely and miserable as he felt at that time.

The door opened again, and a blast of air down her neck. Up; oacute; myth.

Certainly there was a danger to drown painfully so Padma coughed slightly to lift the head.

- Who the fuck are you? - Growled defiantly If you are a paparazzi photo taken andate fast and far away, put his head up and spent vomiting ; his hand over his face. Padma noticed that his hand was injured, his face was bituminized blood.

Seeing that the bartender was gone, and all the people who were in the room was too drunk to realize he drew his wand subtly of his pants, he tom & oacute; Harry's hand and whispered the magic words. The glasses that had been in his hand darted out and the wound closed in seconds. Potter stared at her ice cream, as if he had seen a ghost

- Are you a witch? - Padma nodded in silence - do you know who I am? - She nodded again, "Fine, I ú Finally I needed. Are you going to run out to tell the Prophet to the son of a bitch wonderful but Harry Potter is homeless, desolate, in a filthy, filthy muggle bar like this?

"Well shut up, deluded," he replied curtly Women & ndalow as assistant training in the field of Aurors for sleeping with half the squad.

"No ... do you? - Harry raised his hand to scratch his neck, but that was too much work for your body. He staggered slightly to one side, revealing a bruise on her shoulder and neck.

"Never mind," said Padma taking his arm to prevent him from falling.

- Shit - shouted Harry. Then he clenched his teeth, pain, and avoided physical contact with Padma "Try not to touch my wounds,"

"Worse see what girl you are, Potter," said coNo irony Padma. However, I felt a little sorry. He thought for a bit, took the rest of the drink left in your glass, and rose from his seat

- Where you going? - Asked Brown. Anyway, his apartment was not far from here, even could disappear around the roll avoided having to walk next to a drunk. Harry took the other arm and pulled him up by force, although he claimed for his half-empty bottle. She let him take the bottle but when you get out of the bar, his hand had a spasm of pain and that caused theLXC
Harry left a drowsy over his couch, and went into the kitchen to give him a glass of water. By the reflection of the window was set at his own appearance, his clothing was stained with blood and vomit, but he was not disgusted or unhappy.

Padma Patil had done a good deed by a person who had spoken hopefully throughout their lives. Perhaps it would have been better if it had been dedicated to charity rather than clog muggles spoiled children caries. (Not really, but she would have liked it to be true)

went into his room, and Potter had ca & iacutera opinion better left to herself.

When she got up, Harry was sitting on the couch. Her green eyes seemed lost in the void, but he got up and went to greet her in when he passed the doorway.

-Er, good morning, "said Harry awkwardly as he waved his hand.

"Good morning, Harry," Padma waved back, and went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. "If you take a bath, the bathroom is down the hall to the left. Leave your clothes outside, so I washed it in the meantime because I have nothing to lend, "he announced whileAfter stirring in all the kitchen cabinets to find something edible.

"Okay ..." he answered in a very hoarse. Shuffled into the bathroom, and after leaving the pile of clothes out of the bathroom, began to shower. He took the vomit was dry throughout the body, was careful in what he could to wash your hair and, when finished, dried slowly. He still felt a nasty hangover last night, but I would buy some pain medicine from a pharmacy.

was very sure his friends were looking for, andGinny should be turning to Dean Thomas in the department who was in his name, but at that point everything looked like shit.

After drying the face, his mind finally remembered the name of the witch who helped him last night. Padma Patil. Ravenclaw, quite intelligent, was supposed to have disappeared after an attack in Ireland two years ago. But he was in his apartment, she was alive and kicking, and what mattered to him, unselfishly helped him last night. Can not remember, it was true, but he saw the palm of your hand and carefully set the new scarwas made last night.

In their analysis, Padma knocked on the door telling you that breakfast was ready and had left her clothes outside. Covering the waist down with the towel, opened the door slightly and put his clothes miraculously repaired and smelling slightly of mint.

When he went back to the living room, Padma breakfast was coffee and toast. In front of him was the same, hot coffee and buttered toast. He sat in silence, and gave him a bite of his toast when Padma asked

-Not to be nosy, but what am qu &; Eacute; s drunk.

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teach me things. My sister, who is much more than it means that word of seven letters, as anyone who knows me and that makes it possible for so many unforgettable moments diaa day. My friends, who each contribute something different, something special, something that makes them unique and irreplaceable. And among them, unconditionally and gain in seniority, my Natalie, my girl, with whom I share, I share and I hope to share hundreds of thousands of stories and moments that add to the list. And I have something serious, someone to lean on, someone who gives me happiness and encouragement to carry forward the IAWD day, someone with whom I shared desirerewarding, as we have what is truly important, as will be veintidóso thirty-two, as the infirmities of age will be masked by the accumulation of experiences that, to remember, make us a smile.
Nothing else to write for now. Sometimes the words fail to reflect and express what you feel ...

A kiss. I love you.







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As expected, there is not much time to spend here, but hey, I managed to get a ratillo to let something silly over here. The truth, comes with some delay, but after passing the last bridge (which was the most appropriate date for this post) in Granada, now is when I could spend to upgrade.

I do not know about you, but to me all that stuff to me seems silly Halloween like any other. Yes, it's like a second carnival, a day to giving free rein to the desire content for the rest of the year to make the shrimp, knowing that that day istá "allowed" (more than one is disguised as what comes in wins ... even the Simpsons do ...). Looked well, not bad, but I do not know why but I did not catch your eye. I guess it's something like Santa Claus, is something I have not grown up, something I have not lived since childhood, and I find it funny ... I find it like we want it put in our customs or other , or other. Children (and not so young), they see it as normal ... and removing the fact that strikes me, what I do is quite curious to know what home is.

The truth is that the celebrations are welcome if they entail holidays (especially now that you're a student, who enjoys them all - except those that fall on a Saturday, not "cool" -) . But on Nov. 1 and was a holiday, the day of All Saints (another Chomin also the day of "put a floristeríay sell that day as well as the 364 gave as remaining together ").

For those who did not know, is that at first only martyrs and St. John the Baptist were honored by a special day, but gradually (the anxiety), they were assigned other holy days. There came a time when there were so many that it meant "chaos" then put a day to honor them all (I read somewhere that it was in the ninth century when it was established gave to November 1 for the whole church, and according to Pope Urban IV (who was commanding at that time), was "to compensate for any lack the feasts of the saints during the year by faithful ").

But of course (and here comes the crux of the issue), agreed with the conclusion (pagan) called "Samhain, a Celtic festival that celebrated the end of la crop season. It was the "Celtic New Year" (in Gaelic, samhain (November) means "end of summer"), began the dark season. It hacíaa early November for a week, and ended with the "feast of the spirits." For them the place of spirits was a place of perfect happiness in which there was no hunger or pain. It was like a communion with the spirits of the deceased at that date, were allowed to walk among the living, giving it to people the opportunity to meet with their dead ancestors. To keep esp & iacutee; Spirits happy and ward off evil from their homes, left food out, a tradition that evolved into what today are the children going from house to house asking for candy.

Well, as Christians when they were taking power, described the heretical party, to "camouflage", turned him around in its celebration of "all the martyrs." In this, also welcomed the "vigilance" to prepare the feast (the night of October 31). The previous day before the feast of All Saints was translated into English as "All Hallow's Eve " (V & ialmente at this time in the villages of Pedroches, not that people " me I have no one in the cemetery by chance, but I am " (you are stupid and not know it), or those children in the neighborhood of Albert " naranjazo or treatment" (naranjazo I gave them in the head). In short, the case is to follow the trends ... The worst thing is you have to put up with ...

Since I met my curiosity about what the origin of the tradition (it is Celtic, the Americans just took each those who emigrated from Ireland when the famine), so that always caught my attention is why the use ofyou, but it had (and excess) pumpkins, so the Americans decided to make this vegetable to make jack-o'-lantern.
Why is it of Jack-o'-lantern ? It comes from a Celtic legend about Jack "The Cheapskate"
, a farmer who cheated and mentíaa neighbors and friends. He had many enemies, even the Devil came to see if indeed it was a rival of similar size. Disguised as a normal man he came to town and began to drink with him for hours, revealing his identity after seeing that it was indeed one out & amp; eacute; ntico evil. When Lucifer said veníaa take it to pay for their sins, Jack asked him one more round together as a last wish. The Devil gave him leave to go pay but neither had money, so Jack challenged Lucifer to become a coin to pay the round and show their power. He did, but instead of paying by coin, Jack put it in his pocket, where he wore a silver crucifix. Unable to get out the Devil ordered the farmer to let him free, but Jack haríaa not less than promised return to hell for not bothering over a year. After
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(“Jack el de la linterna”), o Jack-o’-Lantern . And this is the reason for using turnips (and later pumpkins) to light the way to the dead on Halloween, and the reason for decorating homes with these horrendous figures (to avoid Jack call the doorsteps and propose trick or treat). Already

my curiosity was satisfied. As I was reading about the subject, I wanted to share it if you did not know the stories. to another. A kiss.






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