Friday, December 31, 2010

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Thursday, December 30, 2010

Confidentiality Email Clause Everything has an end.

The 2010 will ... Finally.

has been a tough year. I thought that everything was going to end up in the ground after the earthquake. I myself felt that I had fallen from shaking so many painful images of the areas most affected.

The months progressed and it appeared that a rock with the trip, a new scratch seats.

I reached the peaks of my resilience more times than he was accustomed. I swallowed the bad swallow till I burst. I loved until it hurt and I wanted to disappear for long, eternal night.
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But despiteI do here. I do not know why, but I know I have to make still breathing, I know if I fixed it and hope I can find beauty even in the worst situation, as this afternoon that the lá tears to stop looking out the bus window the sky and gave thanks.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Thanks You Page Of Wedding Program

uncomfortable, characterized by impatience, nervousness and anxiety. Boggles the mind, alter the sueñoy occurs as the body's response to concerns raised by health problems, family, school, work, economic, or situations that threaten personal safety.
there anything that bothers Dean Winchester. a wound is not awarded during a hunt, or a tough fight with Sam. Nor is due to the liters of beer when you eat can not sleep thinking about the distorting effects of angelic weapons, it is not expired for some cake I have eaten (though almost their entire diet is, includendo burgers with cheese and bacon). [info] Largely concerned that his brother will return as Dr. damn cold, it does soak the idea since it hard to believe that Sammy can bet a damn for him. Hence each ordered night before sleeping, to reassert himself to be the voice of conscience for both temporary and will soon be kicking the ass of Crowley and retrieve the soul of Sam. However, slowly the feeling of alertness has dwindled. And Dean does not know how they learned but feel grateful.
The reason for relief is Castiel. Cas he has shown that deep bond they share and Dean have written without sand as a poor bastard SOS castaway, the angel has come. However, their visits are not as open and in part that hurts the pride of Winchester least higher.
Dreams.
The characteristic beat of wings that recognizes Dean as easily hear much clearer in their dreams. Since hardly wait to see the angel because he feels , assumes that he will always come because it has become natural. And also needed. Like breathing.
Whatever recreate Dean's subconscious, Capeared.
Could be any custom angelic thought playing it down but when the absence is reflected in weeks, Dean was ipso facto calm. Where the hell had gone a feathered Cas idiot? Why now?

nights became a nuisance, endless walks in the motel room of the day, grunts into a pile of beer bottles and looks of reproach to the bed where Sam should be sleeping.

- Cas Damn! Do you also going to give me back bastard? - Exclaimed one night, When he played a month without the presence of the above. The hunter scratched his head and massaged the bridge of the nose as a sign of exasperation. He dropped a dead weight on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Seconds after the discussion that had just had with his brother went as a movie bitter and sour. How much would all this take? Is it ever going to end?

closed his eyes in an attempt to shut down the voices, images, impotence and went blank. Well, he thought, now maybe I can sleep.

did not work. All

acute; s will screw up doing something you will regret later, then close her eyes tightly and cross the threshold. But does taking three steps.

Cas is there in front of him. Dean looks at him hard and almost back by the storm of emotions that badly are contained in those blue eyes.

- I came because I could not stand not seeing you, Dean admits in a weak voice, a whisper that sounds as clear in the ears of the hunter.

And explode. Is released. Dean

sends everything to hell and invades your personal space, making her wrist and pulled him unceremoniously back to the room will & oacute; ny just the door slams, Cas is struck against it. Dean's lips are on hers, demanding and brusque as his warm hands over her burning clothes to look at your body. Cas

respond. He clings to it all, as if to make up for all those weeks without their daily dose of Dean. Their concerns are diluted as Dean kisses him, now more gently, we explore a hurry. He does not want to stop, please do not run out.

already breathless, barely separates the hunter, his lips just millimeters from the angel. Rest your forehead against Cas, open your eyes gasping for air. And you see, you see the eyes closed, breathingNo irregular and compressed lips of the other, as if he were still savoring the kiss, as if to record that in tactile memory. And that can with Dean. A lot.

supports his right hand on the cheek of Cas and sighs, resigned, depressed, and delivered. He leans slightly angelic whispers against his lips.

- Do not go Cas. Sounds like a plea

edges of longing and the angel can not ignore. Open your eyes but it is not surprised that Dean is dangerously close, in fact anchor at those green eyes, who cry to him so much, just for the pleasure of being required by Dean:

Stay, I need you Do not leave me again & hellip; And he wants to stay. Want to be with Dean

all possible ways.

- I will not go, muttering. Dean can taste the "But" comes next, that it does not arrive. Cas sighs, his warm breath caresses her lean face and then lightly pressing his lips against hers. A chaste kiss that fills him with peace and he is allowed to go against the body of the angel, who immediately grabs her and she coos with a soft hug.

abandons those arms are comfortable and do not know how but end up on the floor and yet the angel has wrapped, you acaricideia the head and back with languid movements and constant. The dream suddenly feels itchy and the eyelids and heavy body, it is time to rest because tomorrow is another day.

- Cas ... "he warns in a low voice, muffled as her face is sheltered in the bosom of appointment.

- Sleep Dean responds burying his nose in the hair of Winchester - You're exhausted.

The hunter seat and the last thing you remember before MoFe take him is the body of Castiel warm against hers.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Cubefield Weekend Gae

p; aacute; s for all the problems they hover at every step.

Dean, Dean, Dean. I love the character, nothing to say. In fact, I like to unhealthy levels when it comes close to Cas sooo much for conversation, things that you trust, that builds on Ely while holding it. Cas Dean and blend well, however. Although ... clear, there are things that only Dean can teach Cas.
After all, Dean knows what he speaks when it comes ... porn.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Cervical Mucus Before Period? Affair: Castiel