Monster Beats Solo

0qjgs363 · Wysłany: Pią 1:38, 11 Mar 2011 Temat postu: Monster Beats Solo

Normally I’m a fan of hard bags and odd colors, but Gucci has disappointed me and reminds me that I had to see it in person to really kind of an idea. And even if the image looks a bit like the bag is actually the case,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I do not think I like it. Patent, in combination with metallic iridescence tend to show and thus to each fingerprint or oil of any kind. For something that is so often affected, which is not only a good appearance. The shape is functional and simple, which is nice, but this bag has too many other strange things at work.
Some bags do not translate well in photos. Sometimes because of the flash, sometimes it’s because of the surface of the leather,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and in the case of the Gucci tote bit icon shows that these two elements are guilty. Sure, it’s difficult to photograph some form of patent leather (or other shiny material,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], for that matter), but it seems odd that the more liquid-like color pattern that is going on here makes it even more difficult.

3lpvv320 · Wysłany: Wto 2:53, 15 Mar 2011 Temat postu:

text / white youth gone
Violin
if listening, time in the sigh ... ...
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sky full of fireworks, even if ultimately fled in panic in the night,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], also gorgeous in full bloom in the eyes of others
I thought that in the past twenty years stuck in the absurd, repeated every day fixed tragicomedy, watching a bunch of old-ephemeral, or when each unsettled, try carving for their feelings; I think that in this age of lean years, can only transform a variety of indulgent smoking attitude, and in tears the shows to save their own lonely soul, or a chew off some of the nonsense, and weak pity that the tail of the age of eighteen are not deep and shallow channel brand.
the time of writing, however,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but falling in large chunks of paper moved, those who fill in the people and things in their youth, who had the memory of that will be beyond redemption, are beginning to read between the lines into a vivid clear.
youth, memories of the original memorial still, the already scattered End of the World ... ...

Part 1
『youth, who charge helpless on the battlefield. 』
ReadingI can even imagine, when teachers are jumping in the sun flying chalk dust in the dancing, the stage is a kind of under what attitude we face the hurried retreat of the world. And behind us,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in that the wall surface mottled, naughty sunset will want to draw out long shadows, it seems that the risk of tearing at any time ... ...
years 寒窗 studying, success or failure of this battle. Then prime years, we review questions at the piles of piles fled in panic, in a few hours of sleep per day than the poor to find their future in their own written Buried in the heap every time low.
panic this season's loss of youth, it can be said to stand still. Exercises, papers, memorize and calculate occupy all our youth, a cup of coffee when you feel tired, they insisted on going to overweight the head quietly daze. We tried to review the information in the cracks in the pile of Shengelanyao, or on a white piece of paper the words you want to talk, eager to dictation after the piles of texts with their own words, listen to the tip of friction noises when they feel the paper the pen to wander the fun.
When finished writing the last question on the exam, the early summer clouds just disappear. Without the slightest panic, fled in panic in a pile of books in this youth in a very calm and has never been declared an end completely. Clear blue sky after the rain breathtaking, still dripping banana leaves are still shy, ignorant of the insects passing weary figure that we all like a dream, only wish to open my eyes when presented in front of another piece of the sky ... ...
Maybe this a busy and full of youth, but his eyes cold with some pain. When you want to pick up these memories, the time flashed by, to be no.

Part 2
『youth, was sleeping in the Smile embarrassed. 』
I want to believe, a collection of the memories can be interpreted that embarrassed smile, another level of youth. Care of confused thoughts we find in that is full of lonely, awkward and vulnerable age, some as complicated affair full of fallen quietly as accumulation of people involuntarily.
like a bicycle chase leaves two people, savor the feeling of that time staggered; like the quiet piano room, you are playing quietly notes that three-quarters of the beat; also like cuddling under the stars in the sky the shadow of , and then listen quietly crooning Even summer insects. At the time of love is very simple, we thought that always stay in the encounter is forever turning, smiling face that will represent each end of time.
quarter of youth that everyone hurried to get lost in the complex cross streets, the scenery along the props just for fiction, but the real stars just you and me! South of the Indus
when the first leaves fall, that dream has faded gorgeous dreamy colors. Mess all started, in a second argument, the original appears in today is only a mere blind impulse, absurd youth no longer flee. The initial outcome of that smile is still only a bit less embarrassed, a little more sober. Our youth also need the original rough road, but now want to come, such as the knife still feel bad.
feel bad when they start on the youth filled his eyes, suddenly found that the youth fled in panic just a virtual game, but unfortunately we have been foul.

Part 3
『youth, who walked in memory of the years. 』
Fled in panic when the memory of those who began careful look, the youth, in fact, never gone, but we changed a record of their feelings.
Zhang said, life is wearing a beautiful gown, covered with lice. Maybe our youth can be so defined, is obviously a passion,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but covers the trace of the time in passing the helplessness monologue-style! Autumn just to describe in words when I learned young ignorant, at that age that youth will again and again, and to watch out the window Gardenia opened and Xie, look at this city's bright lights went out ... ... Looking back, the those memories are yellowed.
when we pawn to the time of youth,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], passion, also will be slumped down, leaving the panic, how to comfort? When the tail are memories of youth, what can we bring back that first touched the sky? When the dark blue of the night to tell us that the vision had been calm when in the clear sky, flying a kite when it can once again along the original flight path of youth?
day after day, year after year, time in the sigh, the panic that youth is full of ivy, will flow ... ...

middle of the night awake, lying in heavy hard bed dormitory, memory, like a slide like in my mind flashed. Turned his head when he saw the balcony in the distance,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], deep in that incredible night sky, in full bloom one after another brilliant better than the fireworks, repeating the cycle of bloom and die. Suddenly felt that our youth so, even though this would flee in panic endless night, and after all, is bright before.

youth, was once wandering in the monologue at the end of the world.
youth, was once active in the notes in the moving.
youth, was once in the dying days in tears.
youth, was once in the silent flowing in the galaxy.
youth, was once buried in the smoke ring in the loneliness.
youth, was once the bell rang in the campus.
youth, was once wandering in the warmth of the playground.
youth, was once the sun through in winter.
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Collecting as a serious hobby is quite different and has many advantages. It provides relaxation for leisure hours, as just looking at one's treasures is always a joy. One does not have to go outside for amusement, since the collection is housed at home. Whatever it consists of, stamps, records, first editions of books, china, glass, antique furniture, pictures, model cars, stuffed birds, toy animals, there is always something to do in connection with it, from finding the right place for the latest addition, to verifying facts in reference books. This hobby educates one not only in the chosen subject, but also in general matters which have some bearing on it. There are also other benefits. One wants to meet like-minded collectors, to get advice, to compare notes, to exchange articles, to show off the latest find. So one's circle of friends grows. Soon the hobby leads to travel , perhaps to a meeting in another town, possibly a trip abroad in search of a rare specimen, for collectors are not confined to any one country. Over the years, one may well become an authority on one's hobby and will very probably be asked to give informal talks to little gatherings and then, if successful, to larger audiences. In this way self-confidence grows, first from mastering a subject, then from being able to talk about it. Collecting, by occupying spare time so constructively, makes a person contented, with no time for boredom.

v1se0547 · Wysłany: Czw 17:29, 24 Mar 2011 Temat postu:

If we had the agreement not to be premature, we should be very happy! Happiness is like to know Lily, you have to smell the scent of it is the moment to know how the United States.

I said that if could go back, we agreed pretty far?

I regret, regret love you too much, too care about your feelings, by leaving your patience with you, eventually you let it run. You break my share of conventions is also bound invalid the moment. Of course, if you are willing to go back, we can continue living the perfect life belongs to us both.

still remember the day you left it? You say that we are only suitable for friends, lovers, or not think about that area, too realistic. Ha ha! Now I do not understand why you would suddenly broke up with me. For they did not divided. Incredible.

think about how I was simple, as one would only want to hear my parents to study hard, admitted to a better university. Really thought about the aspects of love. But I do not know where you got my phone number, send text messages to me every day, and I chat. At first I was disgusted, because I do not know you, do not like the habit of chatting with strangers. Later, in your every day patiently message me the case, I slowly accepted you this Did not you give me a message of the day, really, I'm still a little used to it.

month later, we meet again. Remember? You say I have a very handsome, cool and personality. Kwame was the first time I have some girls uncomfortable. May be a little shy! Not the first time you said you saw me, I know, or you do not give me a message. But I was the first time I saw you, you are very cute, but not formal speech, I feel like you shy little girl next door. Fancy the whole person is very lively, very open minded. Are very similar to my liking. Although the character of the two of us a bit contrary, but I like it.

you are very bold about my dating, I stumbled agreed. I feel that becoming a woman. Ha ha!

time flies, time passing. We also have love for some time. First time I feel love is so beautiful, I love you more, the good from the beginning was now more in love,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], can not extricate themselves. Paper is smoke there's fire, and parents are angry that the request after you and I broke up, asking me to put my heart on learning, but I turned them down, for you, I was an obedient good boy overnight into a rebellious bad boy. These are not important to me, with you is the most important. Ha ha! I think so,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but you do not think so.

suddenly broke up with me, an excuse is simply that we do not fit. Ha ha! Remember that day? You are very excited about holding my hand, went to a convention made under a willow. Agreed a lifetime together. No separate agreement for life. You ferocious threat of holding a fist I can not abandon you, or let me regret it for life. I did. You should now be abandoned me,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], right? Ha ha! I believe it! I told myself not to think of you as possible, and use your time to smoke. The boys said that they would be considered a man smoking, I do not smoke it. Now have to learn quickly. Think I feel the old me, not how to do before like a man! Even the day you went away I did not say anything. Really useless! No wonder you'll leave me!

day you message me, you said you found a boyfriend, you say she was good to you, you say you are happy, you have I wish you happiness! How did I do not believe that until later in time to see the two of you accidentally. He is really good, taller than me, than I am handsome, more importantly, more manly than I. I'm a sissy TM!

: I wish you happiness! Although you happy,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and I was not happy. I wish you happiness! Most like you call me dear, though your name is now another person. I can not hear. I wish you happiness! While never losing the smile on your face too,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], did not even break up the day. Be difficult to find my smile back. We wish you happiness! Although it did not want to wish you happiness!

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"Oh! For god's sake, let me go!" cried Oliver,"Let me run away and die in the fields. I will never come near London; never, never! Oh! Pray8) have mercy on me9), and do not make me steal. For the love of all the bright angels that rest in heaven, have mercy upon me!" The man to whom this appeal10) was made, swore a dreadful oath, and had cocked11) the pistol, when Toby, striking it from his grasp, placed his hand upon the boy's mouth, and dragged him to the house.
.... 　"Take this lantern," said Sikes, looking into the room, "You see the stairs afore12) you?" Oliver, more dead than alive13), gasped out, "Yes." Sikes, pointing to the street-door with the pistol-barrel, briefly advised him to take notice that he was within shot all the way14); and that if he faltered15), he would fall dead that instant. "It's done in a minute," said Sikes, in the same low whisper, "Directly I leave go of you. Do your work. Hark16)!" "What's that?" whispered the other man. They listened intently. "Nothing," said Sikes, releasing his hold of Oliver, "Now!"