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DUET Yamadas October 2010 [Translated]

E nterview DUET Yamadas
Ryosuke Yamada
4, 164, 54.5, 28, 37, 10

【4】 My lucky number! My audition number was number four as well. I am where I am because I've passed that test. I think the number four has a great impact on my life. I do not remember but I think it was also number 4 when I was playing football.

【164】 This is my current height. But it was long ago when I measured and gave me this. My date would be the actual data recorded during health class of the school in April, but the result was so fake numbers is invalid! Oh by the way, I'm not saying "invalid" because it did not grow an inch (laughs). There were others like "I did not grow or 1 mm, but why do you say I grew up 6 cm!? ". The confidence level of the new data was quite low. That's why I think that "the height of 164 cm" is correct even though it is an old information. I do not remember having since grown o. .. My ideal height? Ideally, over 170 cm. However, the only good reason to be overlooked is that you can get to places, it looks good and that's it for me. You can look really cool on the outside, but I feel like the inside is more than enough. (Staff added, "then I think that whether Dai-chan is high right?) No way, I was amazed! But there is no way of Dai-chan grow taller than the sky ♪ (laughs)

54.5 】 【 My current weight. I made a goal to lose 3 kg SUMMARY began as I tried dieting and not eating after 6 pm. When I weighed myself, I had lost 4.5 kg. Thanks to that, my body feels lighter now. But I lost 1.5 kg more to get to 53kg. I think that's the best weight for me.

【28】 my number in high school. Only 19 people in my class, but I'm the number "28", "weird right? It's a little confusing that only happens in my school. The number of girls starting at 1, but even though it ends in 16, the numbers of children begin at 20. In my class, the girls are from 1 to 10 and boys 20 to 28. We all lined up in alphabetical order (Japanese) as "YAMADA" is the latest. Indeed, China is number 25 and Yuto-kun is the number 26.

【37】 my number when I was in middle school (laughs). If accounts in alphabetical order, I'm usually the last ... But this is really a good thing. Teachers often choose to "hmm, today is day 12 so the person with the number 12, please answer" you know? But there are 37 days, so I've never been chosen for the class that way.

【10】 Of course 10 is JUMP! Despite the huge number of people in the group was a problem when we started, but the way we all get along so many people is something that can be presumed. I can never imagine divided into the group or fighting. I am very happy for that feeling of security. But we still have too many problems. Like today, look at this (pointing to the empty container on the table sushi) Sushi disappeared so fast!? Duet was kind enough to give them to us, but they disappeared in an instant. When it comes to food, you could never eat if you eat slowly. As the survival of the fittest (laughs).


Credits: jump_daisuki and smalltownsburns community.livejournal.com/jump_daisuki/76340.html # cutid1
Translated: For me, with a little help from a translator ^ ^ if there is something wrong sorry T_T I hope

as much as I enjoy this translation> _ \u0026lt;

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TomaPi October 2009 Interview [Translated]

25 Anniversary Special Interview
We have not changed since then
X Ikuta Toma Yamashita Tomohisa

We bring you the second article of the special interview series commemorating 25 years of Potato!
This time we have great friends for over 10 years, and Yamashita Tomohisa Toma Ikuta.
We need to hear a lot of stories deep!

[P. 41]
[Take] still speak with passion about things Yamashita-
[Pi] Takes Because I was there, I'm here today,

[P. 42]
comparison Photo CHECK!
"We're so young!" Potato

posasen asked the same way they did 10 years ago, and despite the embarrassment "We're really doing this?" Them, the two reconstructed the image down to the way have their legs crossed. There was a constant smile for the photo shoot, and have maintained exchanges of nostalgic memories alive.

Toma is a special friend with whom I have grown - Yamashita
Yamashita is a friend and companion to me - Ikuta

was tension in the air
Yamashita: There are so many nostalgic photos ~ (Check back issues of Potato)
Ikuta : You're right, nostalgic. Yamashita
: Looking back now, we were so young. Ikuta
: Yamashita's cheeks are plump (laughs).
Yamashita : You're right ~. Ah, look at this. Here's an article from when we went to America together. Ikuta
: Ah ~, went. And if I remember correctly, Yamashita was stung by a bee. And you ruined it all for you (laughs). Yamashita
: True true! Could see that my mood was totally low. Thinking about it now, it's strange to think that something like that made me so depressed ... Ikuta
: When I see you well, the other members were depressed too much (laughs). Mentally we were still weak ~. Yamashita
: That's ... As usual for many years go by, do not forget to episodes like this. But in reality, Toma and I were soon in more sessions together at this time. Ikuta
: We were. We have only taken a picture at this point in the same poses of the time, but it is shameful to do so now (laughs). Yamashita
: Who would have thought we would be doing a photo shoot with the same poses 10 years later? (Laughs). But I really felt the length of our history. At that time, was not half as going to play, even when they said they had a photo shoot to go? Ikuta
: We were always hanging around the studio. And then we cn our suits we all soaked in sweat, even before the photo session and receive cries for the Stylist and makeup-san-san all the time. Yamashita
: ~ We were so unpleasant.

( Potato: Do you remember the first time you meet?)
Yamashita: I had seen television programs in which take was, so I knew by sight, but the first time I really knew what was ... Ikuta
: In a rehearsal studio on a television. Yamashita
: True, true! Ikuta
: Yamashita wearing a maroon sweatshirt that Diaye for some reason had a torn sleeve (laughs). "What? There is a guy with a torn sleeve here today, "I remember being surprised.
Yamashita: Because suddenly appeared to me all messed up (laughs). Of course I probably should not have gone, but I really wanted to participate in trials, so I showed up anyway. Ikuta
: Well, apart from the question of whether or not a good idea to go when you're in that state at that time, there was always a feeling of "Whatever happens, we must be there!"
Yamashita : Right. The Jr.s were generally more aggressive than now, or rather, everyone was desperate. Speaking of which, those lessons were so hard ~ backflip. Ikuta
: We continue to teach new dances, and only accumulate with everything we had. Yamashita
: There was tension in the air, the good, the sempais were too strict ... But in retrospect, I think it was a good experience for Jr. to spend our days in a tense environment like that. Ikuta
: Mm. I think I was trained in a lot of ways in those days.
Yamashita, Take was a passionate man at that time already. And you you were really serious about things, he thought about the balance between the suits and shoes and other things. And conversely, I was very careless in that sense (laughs), looking back myself, I was really childish. I am grateful to Take for guiding me properly even though it was so. Ikuta
: But Yamashita also has always been a passionate man. And you were a kid who worked hard without showing their weaknesses to others. I remember once when we had a hockey game on a TV show, the first time he gained there were tears in his eyes, but when the host said, "You're crying," , were like "No, I got a little sweat in my eyes, "that comment Showa [former] (laughs). I thought like, how far are you going to hide your weakness?! Yamashita
: Hahaha! I remember ~. That's a nostalgic chapter.

not want to forget the passionate feelings we had in adolescence
Ikuta : I was in the same high school as Yamashita too, so when think about it, I spent half my life with you now. Yamashita
: True ~. We have been together since we were kids, so do not say anything even if we know how both feel, and this is how we can talk about anything without any worry. I guess it's a great thing you spend our days in adolescence together, and that was when we went through the biggest change in our lives. I do not think I've ever met anyone else with whom I feel I've "grown up" that way. Ikuta
That's because we're friends, and while we're partners. Yamashita
: Right! ... But you know, is hard to put into words our relationship ~ ... Ideally, readers would come to this studio right now and we hear directly from us! Ikuta
: True. I think if we could hear directly transmit a lot of things. Yamashita
: And for me, the weight between receiving advice from someone Masy Takes receive advice are totally different. In every word you say, I think the experience and what comes with it, is what really makes coming to my heart. When I give advice to another person, I always attempt to speak the words that reach the heart of another person as the way or do the words of jack ... well, because that would be embarrassing to conclude with something like this, so do not end up talking yet! (Laughter)

( Potato: Then talk to Toma-kun on the good things Yamashita-kun ...)
Ikuta : The Best of Yamashita is how much he cares about his fans . Really I can say that he always tries to keep in touch with them. As performed its official journal updates through their mobile every day. Yamashita
: It is true that what I really treasure are the relationships I have with my fans. Some days I can not write anything interesting in the Journal of the official website because I'm just not up to par, but I can upgrade in the hope of everyone that still support me, including how I'm in sometimes. Ikuta
: Also, I think it's good Be aggressive in the right direction. I mean the first words Yamashita said as he entered the studio today, these were: "Let's make the photos in this session out on the cover!" (Laughter)
Yamashita : Of course. That just shows that whenever I go to photo shoots with the mentality of being on the cover! (Laughs) Take also has passionate feelings like that too, really. Ikuta
: Right. We have not changed anything (laughs).
Yamashita: Because they do not want to forget the passionate feelings we had as a teenager. Ikuta
: Those days when we were desperate for all the fans that we could. Yamashita
: That's right! And, of course, from now we followed I would like us to be aggressive in the right direction in this way. Ikuta
: To keep working hard with ambition. Yamashita
: Mm. Well, these positive feelings are also something that I have learned from Toma.

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Lyrics: for me with the help of a translator, so if there is something wrong I'm sorry *

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FF Hei / Ed ~ 1. There's nowhere else tonight We Should Be


Ok, yesterday I started with the table of haz_musica , and listening to Keisha, I felt strangely inspired. This is the result: D. This is my first Yaoi, so do not be hard; A;

Songwriter: Lyan_chan
Song: Full Metal Alchemist
Music: Edward Elric & Alphonse Heiderich
Letter: There's nowhere We Should Be Tonight else

1. There's nowhere else tonight We Should Be

Edward and Alfons not believe in the kind of love that leads a romantic sentimentality and cheap, that you've seen on television at the time. Their relationship is more complex and profound, but also delicate, because the slightest breath of air, you can go flying. Alfons die of their disease. Edward returns to his world. That kind of things that show they are not as connected as they would like. And even though deep down they know it, and inevitably, it hurts the same.

is the anniversary of 'engagement'. Almost six months since the first time Alfons Edward lunged after a shower, unable to stand it anymore. They attended all kinds of problems. How to hide your relationship the other, like learning to behave in the streets and learn to cope with a relationship like theirs. Edward barely abríaa Alfons, and this was in despair. Gradually he do so. Came from another world. His brother was a kind of 'clone' exact Alfons. I really wanted to him, Heiderich.

were many, the things you had to assimilate German. But he did, and now, look at the calendar and wondered: What I can give him? Of course, it is completely discarded output option out. No one can see that they are partners. Maybe you think in one night especially hot, but he knows that Edward implants begin to fail and not in the mood for something.

Then think of cooking. It is to be given great, but know how to handle. Maybe a nice dinner, with typical candles, some wine ...

Alfons feel stupid. It has certainly been too much TV. Never thought it would be able to fall into all this kitsch. Wine? But if they can barely afford the rent! Sigh. Edward will have to settle for something simple, simple. Decides to go home with Grace, the housekeeper, for help with a recipe that not take milk. Grace looks at him curiously, and asks him who cooks. Accustomed to all sorts of questions, Alfons responds that his mother sent him a cake.

Grace smiles. Knows that he is lying.

Teaches to prepare an apple pie that has no milk, and explains clearly how to do it. Will still face. After the war, prices go up so shocking and hard times ahead. The German goes to market and buy everything you can with what little money they have left. A month without pay Gracia. Thankfully the kind women have compassion.

spends the whole afternoon cooking, hoping that the cake is good, because you can not afford to go wrong, and you spent all the apples. While the cake is baked, Alfons tries to clean the house, but it does not fit well that pays. There used to love the house, is a scientist. An academic. An academic sacked without working, without being able to design rockets. With the war, many men have been cut from the template, and Alfons was soon dismissed. Edward barely managed to hold, but with the money received does not give just to get half month. It's a hard life.

The cake ends, but lost in his pessimism Alfons not realize. For when you want to remember, the whiff of burning and not quit.

. . .

Edward is very angry. Angry with himself, so pathetic that you feel. Despite being a kitsch, and something that will not fit at all with him, you give a gift to Alfonso for their anniversary. It deserves. I really love, and endure for six months is a record. And as a lover.

At first thought of buying something nice a new shirt (yours, old and worn and pitiful) or a tie, but it all sounds very typical, and is too expensive. Then think of some good sex , but his prosthesis and began to make war, and Hoenhaim goes missing. Where is that damn gets old when you need him? Nobody knows, but Edward is to carve.

Perhaps just might spend the night together, talking, laughing a little. "Celebrate with some Whisky? The Whisky is the only cheap liquor that runs through Munich. Then, while walking down the street, sees a skinny old lady who sells flowers. Very, very cheap. The notes to balance with those huge bouquets of fresh flowers, and see rl gift to his nose.

"Give me a bouquet of red roses.

He keeps under his arm, and whistling, almost dancing to the laboratory. Things look a little better.

But when it comes to the store, things get twisted a bit. Well, kinda. That at first. Darker and then. His companions I say it's the birthday of Hans, and to accompany that night that all go to bar. Hans invited and will be a big party. Edward is denied and the complaints start, but he ignores them. Alfons is your night and no one will spoil.

Miran her bouquet of red roses, and all the men raised their eyebrows. It is an open secret that something strange happens between Elric and Alfons. But prefer to blur reality and believe that Edward will have an appointment with a nice blonde in the area.

So you smile each other, and give advice .

. . .

Alfons feel like shit. The cake has been singed, check the house is a mess, nothing goes as it should, and he just wants to see Edward at once to make your day a little sense copper. It is now ten and still not arrived. He sits at the table, where in two neat dishes, lies a poor soup and a piece of cake blackish. Two small candles will try to give the room environment, but little light.

A disaster.

defeated sighs, and hides her face in her hands. Anyway. It's just a stupid anniversary. It does not matter, right?

hears the door open in the hall, and the characteristic steps of the lameness Edward increasingly notable. Alfons not bother to look up, but when he does not know whether to laugh mourn. Happiness. Edward is, for some reason, red and ashamed, but under his arm, lies a bouquet of red roses, something Crushers, a little broken, and some wilted.

Alfonso, is perfect.

notes Edward

dinner on the table, poor presentacióny the cake burned. Think what it has cost the poor Alfons all that, and happy smiles. It has been worried about him. Alfons embraced him carefully and take the roses inhaling contaminated smoke aroma. Before they die, put them in water. Then she sits on the table to eat his poor meal, thinking that it may not be Edward or swallow. Before the incredulous eyes of German, Edward eats a pie slice of a single bite, swallow and smile so mischievous.

-was delicious. And now we have eaten ... we should skip the dessert .

After all, their implants are not so wrong.

And, after all, the night ends up being very nice.

______________________ I'm not sure where I got the relationship with the song, but I must say that I've tried xD.

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Table Bon Jovi in the community Haz_Música ~


The title says it all xD. Here is the table that just started, and will be Hei / Ed *________*. I took a strange fixation with the Hei / Ed and tables D:

1. There's nowhere else tonight we should be	2.Maybe luck and love can pull us through	3.Live changes like the weather	4.I finally found my way, said goodbye to yesterday	5.Where I could found a reason to be strong
6.I don't know where I'm going but I know where I been	7.It's Independence day on this lost highway	8.It doesn't matter where you come from, or who you think you are	9.Just listen to yourself, not what other people say	10. *

¡Allá voy! ò.o

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Ha pasado mucho tiempo desde que I picked up my table in una_frase and you continue playing.

Claim: Komui & Miranda
Rating:
K + Warnings: None .

# 01 - Consuelo

Miranda has always been a person of crying easily, but no matter how, Komui has never failed to console time.

# 02 - Kiss

The first kiss took place, was the most awkward, but also the sweetest.

# 03 - Soft

Miranda can not help thinking how soft is the hair of Komui, and constantly asks shampoo to use.

# 04 - Pain

Every time he saw her leave for a mission I felt a horrible pain, he feared not seeing her again.

# 05 - Potatoes

Jerry was a wonderful cook, but when Miranda was a diaa your kitchen, asking potatoes, he knew the mad scientist had something to do.

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A lonely tale of good

The sun had gone a little over an hour, but his reflexes are still scattered across the sky, as if they were the remains of an immense fire, orange, gold, violet, fuchsia ... all that color palette splashed in the sky, while down there on the streets of Asuncion sounded the horns of his messy traffic.

I had just woken up after a deserted dream image, a dream that only someone like me can have. Arguably the best of dreams, as the body rests, but in my case, I think the issue of "sleep like a corpse" is literal.

looked from the balcony of the eighth floor of the Emerald building where he lived. Behind me was listening to the chatter of Andy (his name in Asunción, as in his native Caraguatay was Antoliano Cañete) that made me aware of the latest news mundane.

My senses were sufficiently trained to hear your feedback about the new paternity suit facing our President, or a new wave of reckoning between drug dealers in the area of Ciudad del Este and while breathing in the fresh and soft wind blowing, but this brought mixed the rotten smell of the bay, with the scent of flowering tajys the Plaza Uruguaya.

But there was a third felt it was my priority: dry throat, thirst escocíay pressing me that I needed to calm: this was now the dominant sense, but I was making an enormous effort control.

I must assume that Andy knew it. When she began to prattle by others, indicated he was nervous. Our long years living together, were sufficient for me to understand those details: walking from one side to another organizing cushions, stretching sheets, collecting dirty clothes piled up books, all without stopping to talk. Of course for me, at how much fun watching him make those domestic activities, it added his incredible aspect, nails dark, dramatic eye makeup and black hair whose arms looked in different directions, they did Andy Butler's most glamorous gay city.

- I told you was going to happen just then. After both tease - continued Andy - Town ... Not only is the drug mafia is all that business of smuggling, and all the cops are lied ... where will gua'ú Take that the arsenal used against the poor guys ... .-

I looked at him fondly. Why not? If not for him, death had found me 20 years ago when I was caught in the empty container from a barge in the port of Panama Asuncion.

I looked with love ... more love than usual, because their chatter latiese made his heart stronger and I will cause an uncontrollable desire to pounce on him.

closed my eyes and for a moment silenced his words. I got scared. I thought I had done something completely unconscious. Had he attacked? And then, over the perfume of decay of the wind or the smell of disinfectant in the room Andy threw rose another smell disarming all my defenses. A primitive smell, intense, salty and have made me mouth water. A smell that came from an Andy was still as a statue while holding in your hands a piece of broken glass that is stained with a trickle of blood. His own blood.

My whole nature seemed to hit me at that moment, it was the worst time to hurt someone close to me: just wake up and my sense was dominant on the wild side. A side where the animal instinct was stronger than anyone else.

In a split second I met Andy's neck held by my left hand as his head hit against the wall and cut his arm very close to my face. He was pale as death, and soon would be if I kept on hand to suck blood. He had for me an intense flavor, perhaps with a touch of bitterness (maybe she ate some medicine?) But it was what I needed at that time.

Feeling the blood run hot and heavy down my throat was an infinite pleasure. And I had no desire to stop feeling.

- By ... Please .... Do not ... kill me .... Yet ... .- Andy heard groan.
That caused a flash of consciousness will hit my head and broke his arm in another second and I landed a jump across the room, while Andy was sliding to the ground with teary eyes and white lips. I could hardly move my arm hurt, even bloody, but managed to cover it with his free hand.

I was open-mouthed at him and sank into an endless pain, unbearable guilt. If my tear ducts work I had thrown to mourn with grief she felt.

"Do not kill me yet" Andy told me. In her physical pain, one that would have caused death, had the courage to plead with the monster that was supposed to be a friend and protector, with minimal hope that he would have ignored.

The smell of blood permeated the room with more intensity, adding to the debris that still dripped from my mouth. Was on the brink of insanity and was within me the desire to help you breathe shallowly Andy lying in the corner, but he knew that the savage instinct was much stronger and I decided to flee, leaving to their fate. If he lived would be happy if he did not, would find it bled into my room in the middle of an image that I would pursue for many decades.

the balcony jumped I landed on the roof of the gymnasium which was located outside the building where he lived. The techno Tunchi Tunchi rang my ears and my sense of smell again tormented me with the smell of sweat of bodies in motion.

For the amount of hearts that beat could quickly perceive maso least 15 people in the gym, engaged in exercises in the search for the perfect body. The receptionist was a cell phone company that had body but brain miss plover, the strongman who worked as a bartender at a popular disco, but also a couple of older women who only spend engaged money from their husbands and hook up with Brawny (as described above) .... was a wheel, and I watched the passing of the wheel from the window of my room every evening.

But today was not to see anything. I just wanted to disappear. Run away as far as possible the murder that had just committed. Still hungry, and that was a problem. With my weak self-control was able to lie down on any of the bystanders, but it was too early.

I went back to jump through the roof, as quietly as possible but in Asunción interior ceilings tapaban well patched zinc roofs, so my boots resounded strongly with each hop, depending on height. I spent the poolside of the Hotel Guarani, to jump to the Banco do Brasil on the corner and I went across the street in a top window of the old Film Victoria and locked myself in the room filthy and wet.

was a good place. It was one of the oldest buildings in Asunción, built in the early twentieth century and at that time was the most top as they say, but today is a place in ruins become a film that exhibits porn movies.

I calmed down a bit more. The scramble for the roof had dried blood on my face and there were still traces in the sleeve of my shirt white. I ran my hand over his face with the handkerchief she always carried with me, emulating the past, because nowadays all handled with tissue paper.

decided to appeal to some yoga, I tried with some thought zen, sunny green meadows figured he had seen on television because the real to many years since I saw it, and gradually I relax a little more.

not know how long I was there with your eyes closed, struggling to keep the mind blank, but when back the sound of traffic had ceased. Probably a few hours had elapsed. Was contemplating leaving the window and go to the port when a firm steps surprised me in the middle of my thoughts.

- Hey ... Who's there? - Gruff voice was heard.

I was about to disappear in the window, but to hear the urgent beat of the heart that I knew I was approaching my self-control had been ruined. He had already made my choice in the menu.

Slowly, the night watchman - I recognized the uniform - semi Cerrado opened the door while I stood in a corner of the room. Do not move a muscle.

- What are you doing here? Do you work at the office? - Asked something more polite, since my formal clothes seemed.

I said nothing. Neither looked up my eyes to different could not scare you, but I had the opportunity to browse and look at my chosen victim.

Devils! He was so young! Not turned 30, and wore a gold ring on his ring finger. Married and probably small little children whose pictures in the wallet was safe. A friendly face, big blue eyes. Obviously was not 100% latino. Able coming from the area south of the country, where European settlers had settled and mixed, although the mix was well hidden under the "Wilson" praying in the portanombres type.

- You are an ugly wound! How did you get here? .- Insisted his flashlight illuminating

Injury "? What injury? Where the poor noticed that she was hurt! Ray! My white shirt sporting a huge red blotch showing through underneath the sleeve of my jacket.

I stood up. With resignation. Why wait any longer?

- I have no wound. But thanks for the concern .- I managed to say before you look up and look him straight in the eye.

By the way they looked at me, I guessed that he had realized that the only danger he was in that room. Poor

González. Neither had time to shout.

the dusty floor I got up and shook my butt, as long jacket that had been fouled. I folded the sleeves of his white shirt sticking out under it to hide Blood stains and settled as best I could. Consider pry a little more but the port was dead. And a pair of individuals whose bodies floating in the river now. Volvíaa sky lighten. I had to return.

fast as I had to run on the ceilings. I was walking down the Avenida Colon, across these areas dangerous for most charming and pleasant. I think I knew the night owls, because I never looked at his face, just kept on with it, whatever they were doing. It was not the first time I wandered around.

quickened my step when sighting my building. I jumped through the fire escape to avoid having to enter through the front door and walked up to the eighth floor. Luckily had keys with me, although generally not used. Always coming and going over the balcony, but this time I got a feeling of fear at what he could find in my room.

I entered the apartment and everything seemed in place. Gently breathed the air and I could see that floated in the ambient air fresheners typically mixed with a strong touch of bleach. Andy

had apparently survived. Slowly crossed the rooms until you reach the main room, mine, and the meeting arranged and ready for use. The windows were closed with metal inserts and double velvet curtain that covered wall to wall. There was no sign of attack on my colleague.

I got out and went to his room. Peeked through the open door and saw him curled up in bed asleep. My shadow is cast sinister about it, while I walked a few steps to make sure I was okay. I noticed a few bottles at his side. Were all elements of first aid, vitamin B compounds, strong tea soothing and relaxing.

Slowly I approached the side of her bed and breathed near it. Was doped to the utmost, could hear it in his breath. Perhaps it was on purpose. It was certainly rather not feel anything in case I decide to come back and finish what he started. He understood perfectly.

Grief hit me again. He could have left me, but did not despite the danger posed to stay. And I did not really want to be alone . I lay down beside her knowing that literally going to die, but maybe the new twilight I came across something new. And better if teníaa someone to accompany me to find out.

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Step Edward the amoral Georges. Camila

In one of the many blogs about Robert Pattinson, came the comment that the friend (probably) was doing a photo shoot "high risk" for your image for Details magazine. I do not understand because it would be at high risk for posing with a model picture little (or nothing) of clothing. If the picture is well done, the fans we have to start wearing a pacemaker, but if not ... simply be deleted.

Notice that the strategy of trying to minimize the sacred image of the couple in the world of Twilight, Edward and Bella, appears to be among the priorities of both Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart ...
but this comment of mine will go elsewhere and at another time.

Now I present my first "RobManip" (ie digital manipulation of a photo of Robert Pattinson). I admit, is not the first manipulation I do, but say that in this photo, my face will not remain too well .... jajajajaj

This picture should be called George and Madeline ... ... o. . and Virginie Clotilde ... oy ... oy Rachel ... because these are the names of the women who pass by Georges Duroy, the main character of "Bel Ami" which begins shooting in London and Budapest on 7 February.

The new adaptation of the short story by Guy de Maupassant is about a handsome young upstart who succeeds the late nineteenth century social recognition through their relationships with powerful women interpreted by three leading actresses: Uma Thurman, Kristin Scott Thomas and Christina Ricci. Will the soft

Edward with them?

original photo www.details.com/images/homepage/NovemberIssue/Features/Lambert/adam5_enlarge_horizontal.jpg
(yeah. .. is Adam Lambert ...!)

and Robert
goodie

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frdv @ 2010-01-22T17: 44:00

When we get to death, the best we can offer is a perfect and luminous consciousness, clearly aware that there is to know to create, because if, as I said Gurdjieff, die like a dog, without conscience or make offerings build soul.

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frdv @ 2010-01-21T10: 30:00

Unable to satisfy the desires is suffering, because what matters is the wonder of having desires.

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Table Emotions - Happiness

First fic, yay: D

Title: Happiness
Author: lyan_chan
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Claim: Komui & Miranda
Summary: Happiness remained hidden in those gloomy walls. Miranda was quick to notice.
Notes / Warnings: chap I forget what anime / manga Miranda comes to the congregation, so if something is wrong, sorry xD.
Table / Prompt: Emotions

Happiness

In assumption, there should be a happy day in the life of an exorcist. An exorcist is one who has been touched by the divine power and sacrifices in their fight against Akuma to protect other human beings. What rights does one of them to be happy?

And yet that cold evening in December, when Miranda stepped into the Congregation of the Shadow, he felt something warm and inexplicable flooded. He felt that among these gloomy walls, where they awaited those who would bring peace, people like her, there was something more than sadness and struggle.

was happiness. Laughter. And a hidden kiss.

Miranda Lotto
And he knew when he shook hands with the Supervisor Komui and his heart skipped a jump nervous. He had found his place. (Although later, when they tried to smash the clock to create his weapon antiakuma, wanted to jump off the cliff).

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Mission Insana ~

Hi: 3

Behold, I had also pointed to Mission Insana and I had forgotten xDDD. This memory ... well, here's the master table and the mini-tables:

MASTER TABLE

table table 11.Tabla table table choice table table table table table table table

01. Theme Table	02. Theme Table	03. Random Table	04. Random Table
05. Table Inspired	06. Table Inspired	07. Gender Table	08. Gender Table
09. choice	10.	choice to choose	12. choice
13. choice	14.	15. choice	16. choice
17. choice	18. choice	19. choice	20. choice

01. Table thematic

Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Claim: Komui Lee & Miranda Lotto (With input the rest of the Congregation of the Shadow)
Status: Incomplete
Table: Emotions

01. Happiness		02. Sadness
03. Joy		04. Revenge
05. Hope		06. Compassion
07. Shyness		08. Melancholy
09. Confusion		10. Soledad

I think that's all ^ ^. Now put the first fic and start with the links xD.

kupo ~!

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Beginning in One Sentence: 3

Yay, I joined the community of una_frase , because the idea of a sentence fics I feel great and wanted to participate ^ ^. Here is the link to my board.

# 01 - Consuelo	# 02 - Kiss	# 03 - Soft	# 04 - Pain	# 05 - Potatoes
# 06 - Rain	# 07 - Chocolate	# 08 - Happiness	# 09 - Telephone	# 10 - Ears
# 11 - Name	# 12 - Sensual	# 13 - # 14 Death	- Sex	# 15 - Touch
# 16 - Weakness	# 17 - Tears	# 18 - Speed	# 19 - Wind	# 20 - Freedom
# 21 - Vida	# 22 - Jealousy	# 23 - Hands	# 24 - Taste	# 25 - Devotion
# 26 - Always	# 27 - Blood	# 28 - Illness	# 29 - Melody	# 30 - Star
# 31 - Home	# 32 - Confusion	# 33 - Fear	# 34 - Ray / Thunder	# 35 - Links
# 36 - Market	# 37 - Technology	# 38 - Gift	# 39 - Smile	# 40 - Innocence
# 41 - Conclusion n	# 42 - Clouds	# 43 - Heaven	# 44 - Paradise	# 45 - Hell
# 46 - Sun	# 47 - Luna	# 48 - Waves	# 49 - Hair	# 50 - Supernova

BE A KOMU / MIRA * ^ *. Argh, I love Komumiras, why have so little fame >___>? Bah, as they are written quickly, in a while I'll come with Friends! Fic xD.

kupo ~!

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frdv @ 2010-01-13T17: 16:00

From age you need to become useful to others. When you have lived and life has been an experience, whether good or bad, there comes a time for you to share what you know.

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frdv @ 2010-01-08T11: 32:00

To end the dark world sel burning angel wings. Leaving consider

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frdv @ 2010-01-07T15: 12:00

the unconscious as an enemy and lose the fear of being oneself, one can discover the traumas that cause suffering.