Saturday, March 31, 2007

Black Linens At Wedding

Ex-veto

AF:
From tonight I decided not to have more respect for one of my closest friends tonight for the third consecutive time, has had more than friendly situations with my last ex (ie every time the last on duty for a total of three. Then vice is) knowing that it is the only thing that really makes me suffer because it is the only event that really lose the ability to rationalize and process. I consider my problem and I ask as a personal favor to save money, just for me. That they were going to rub, lemonade and fuck someone else for my own good, if not so great renunciation, 'cause I lose my health. But one, two and even three. Just
with him then, with my love. The two of them ...
But I'll kill him!

the sense of possession towards the partner is a common condition that does not define a priori wrong. However, when you pass by a moderate jealousy with delusions of control or domination to the will of SFOR in behavior rather dangerous for the health of pair and the two contenders.

be engaged, or being together, is not an honorific title for life, as with the generals or presidents. when you are not together anymore is lost (at last, it seems in many cases) any control over feelings and actions of the former and hopefully it is left free and there is free, caring, if you can keep in a drawer of memory of what good we were (often, much more than we want to convince us). in some cases it can even be friends without ambiguity.

on the other side of the scale, the friends (friends of the male discourse is perfectly similar). can control their feelings? You can leave a person free to love anyone but Tom, Dick and Harry? no. the former is often a friend of a friend, or almost. it can be easy to move from words to deeds and consoling one can justify very easily if he has rejected her, it means that most are not interested in (more true than false, however).

though in general I find that the ex-girlfriends to veto a policy is not very sensible, and often counterproductive, in your case, af, is pernicious recurrence. There is perseverance. There is perhaps intentional, or at least casually. manslaughter. three times? I find it hard to think of randomness. I do not know what you are friends: if you believe, from the benefit of the doubt, but try to clarify. According to the eye.

regarding the former: no guilt because there is no explicit (more) no strings attached. but if you want to add some saw mental, as a motive for being a friend of yours would not rule out revenge.

said this, though: it really worth it? he was no longer him, for you. Your friend is obviously a bit 'selfish. maybe "patience" is the best conclusion. She writes

Monday, March 26, 2007

Candy Canes Kidney Stones

Digestive

MS:
Many of my friends, male and female, have been stable and lasting relations. I just can not. After a bit 'of time, a few months at most, the heart stops beating as the beginning and I can not find the motivation to move forward. Yes I know it is said that at first there is the passion, then decreases and blah blah, but I do not know, I do not know are confused and prefer to cut off the end. I know that I have not written much the same situation but I would like a word of comfort.


for the comfort you turned to the wrong doctor. anyway.

love is not a matter of heart. Yes, at first, as you say, although I fear that is often confused with heart pain, or if the vagina.
much more precise, love is a matter of digestion.

(Attention: the metaphor Here are some corny. already heard. There is a reason why they are: they are too damn human.)

need to know how careful and discerning taste of the cake. you can spit a few mouthfuls, while others must be swallowed anyway.
love must be left to settle in the stomach: this applies to good things and bad things, they still require a significant period of time to settle (if a good cup of baking soda may help).
functions because the love we certainly want liver. often the simplest answer to a question unresolved or indigestible morsel is goodbye, but it is not always the best.
Finally, there is time, in the form of the intestine, to come to the rescue. nine meters long have to go and we can not always bear to keep certain symbols that long. but in the end, and pushing and resisting assimilation and decomposing, even the most horrible impaction may end up in oblivion flushing.

not always that we have taken different decisions (wise or ill), or which is not replaced by an intestinal blockage. She writes

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Anemia With Cesaerian Section

Loves The naturalness of the supernatural ghost

JM: Dear Dr.
arrogance,
some time I read his letters and increasingly appreciate 'his answers, so' I am writing to submit my problem, but I get the feeling that his answer to me Garber 'point.
Anyway. My name
JM, I spent a bit from the 30 ', but my maturity' sentimental, 'yet at the level of a teenager at first cooked, then I am writing to submit the case to my teenage love, so to' say 'ricicciato " accomplice telematics.
Throughout high school, or from 13 to 17 years (I went to school a year before), I was in love with a boy of my own school, but more 'than me for 4 years. The
him in question is obviously not worthy of a look and I liked making out with his girlfriend at the time (I hate this day, I was indeed happy to know that a few years ago the city had changed ') sitting on the ledge of a window of long corridor. While
avendoci not then never spoke, in addition to age their hormonal attraction ', I was convinced that he was just the man to me, we were bound by an affinity' elective which we could not resist, but in reality 'I was wrong. (Same error I committed a few years ago, with another one that I thought related to me by affinity 's so as not to see how high we could not tie us into a loving communion of the senses, but even then not fought nail). Returning
teenage love, the fact that I thought was the right man for me, spiced by the fact that all the efforts made by me and my network of trusted friends always failed miserably to present it, I throw 'in a sink pessimism cosmic fatigue from which I shot. Over the years, of course, I did not think more 'to him, throwing myself headlong into bankruptcy, but other stories I ever heard from him came that they saw him engaged in activities' which I confirmed in my feeling:
you ', and' the man for me (and this last sentence, my dear Doctor, the hum in the tone of the famous song by Mina).
Until ', by chance, I came across in his blog, complete with a small "contact me" and that I jumped on the chair and I thought "but it' s obvious that I write", but then I wondered, 'but' then the case? ". And what to write? And most of all for what? Of sexual intercourse? And if I discover that knowing the true actually 'I do not like, does not attract me "that way"? In order to match the intellectual? It ', but simply reports brain! We would also like to move on from time to time!
Well, I am confused.
my old age 'I should let go, the teenager and' left in me, however, wants to play. In reality, 'my fear' that shattered a dream to see me company for so long: after the fall of communism and 'always difficult to see down their myths.


loves ghost during adolescence are quite common. especially among females, to be honest. boys are more hormonal: maybe They saw it on the canalis picture, but while dreaming of his chin lay between the thighs of her companions.

the girl, however, has an almost instinctive tendency to identify a target pretty (to some royalties you can not escape, nor the opinion of friends) and then on to imagine, idealize it, shape it. strong, romantic, bloody, sweet love. longer the object of desire is far more the game is easy, better manage the construction of the ghost, the more the girl falls in love. Simon Le Bon, bonovox, then maybe robbie williams, Clemente Mastella today or something, Scamarcio?

build using a phantom model to a real person, leaving by the star, is no different. just a bit 'more difficult. just choose a guy who frequent the same environment but that is not part of the same group: bingo! a classmate in another class. maybe bigger, more mature and more inaccessible.

sure, than Simon Le Bon and everything more difficult. on the one hand there is the perception that this person is real, however for this it is perceived - often erroneously - accessible, near impossible. on the one hand you have the chance to see her in the flesh, watching her in the newspaper, on the other hand you may suffer to see that maybe has stories, frequent other girls, real life.

all this can easily lead to a strained love ghost for a much longer time than can be done with a star of music or movies. or by Clemente Mastella.

in your case, jm, so he must have formed a perfect feel it like the man in your life and feeling of being a soul mate, unconcerned that he might actually be a completely different person. the ghost has browned and is fully superimposed on the real boy, hiding it.

then, the weather turns illusions memories.

today, a part of you knows that that guy does not exist, at least not so. another part of you, Instead, he has cut out some word or gesture of the time to make a collage that matches perfectly with the fantasy that you find yourself in fifteen years after re-examined. accomplice probably randomness, intertwined with a tank but your current emotional situation.

write them, jm
at best be able to recognize the differences between him and his image. more likely, you'll want to do it again before you open your eyes. if he wishes, make good a fuck. As for you, do not expect much more, but already only get out of it would definitely be a great success.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Where Are Lipoprotiens Made



I write LF: Dear Dr.
. S.,
I felt unwell due emotional problems, and that some street kids Accommodation includes living next door to me used violence in an apparently unprovoked. But since I bought the Madonna of Lourdes with details hand-painted by Franciscan monks in Jerusalem stand with gold leaf (12 cm model) all problems are solved for the best, my son has even stopped swearing and frequent the new parish. Even the company of my daughter (tabbacchino) has taken to go to booming! Thanks to the Madonna of Jerusalem and thanks to you dr. S. from me and my whole family!


suggestion is a powerful force that bends itself to the innermost depths of the human soul.

each of us see the obvious with the strength that God, the saints, the Virgin Mary, the Franciscan friars and all Compagnucci they have no value to the reality of Periblasma Gombalor, a kind and gentle way of life petoide, and yet many in our fast-paced world have accepted as a social fiction of the existence of these entities that would be funny incineration capacity if only we dared to pronounce their name with the wrong intonation, or if, say, fornication a Tuesday afternoon in the church of St. Therese, behind the central altar while the priest is involved with catechesis.
yet, surprisingly, this absurd suspension of disbelief works .

a sort of placebo effect theological everyone finds the strength to see the positive in what happened to him, gathers his forces and resumed the fight, is free from abuse in the neighborhood, does a good deed by buying a product from the third world and allowing those poor brothers to buy the bamba, convinces her boyfriend Arturo / Chantal to stop doing the crazy and convoluted to lawful marriage, repeatedly striking the wayward son with the handle of a crossbow (I remember a holiday in Gubbio) return to the right e finally decided to resume smoking, turned around in unison Whole family finances.

all well and good, but next time, lf, remember that I recently ordered "Priest of the Order of Universal Plenary of things known and unknowable, according to the will of Him who knows all, and is ch and always will be for centuries to come and for generations of tomorrow that we follow in our footsteps ground ". Therefore, in future please contact me directly instead of the competition.

Monday, March 5, 2007

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The thermometer of love

I wrote BB:
Dott.Spocchia,
are destroyed. I do not have the power to understand. The will, strength no.
The problem is to understand the relationship more difficult and not always as instinctive
the beginning of my relationship with this woman a wonderful time.
not laugh anymore.
Sex is severely diminished.
We tried toys, porn movies and allusions to games to three. Nothing.
I ask if he knows the ingredients to revive a story now in decline.
tips that can give the verve gone.

as the fever is only a symptom of the disease, so often the evolution of sex in a couple is the litmus test of unresolved issues at a different level *. Certainly, there is also the reverse: the problems inherent in purely sexual arrogance that flow with their personal relationships, but I do not think this is the case.

therefore, focus on the symptoms panaceas trying to revive the external voltage (toys, pornographic movies, squirrels rectal distributor reels) may serve only to postpone the explosion of the problem.
unfortunately diminishes the love, fades and the story ends. this happens, thankfully not always. On the other hand there is not always correct. relationships are complicated, lack of instinct, no complicity, no laughter are the symptom (again, but at another level, sentimental rather than sexual) problems of torque which frankly I can not know. perhaps you have changed or have changed the boundary conditions. maybe you have or think you may have another.

bb, if you keep this story, I believe, reinvented chatterbox, romantic, exciting, unpredictable, however fanciful or you were some time ago. try it, and investing in sentiment in the relationship rather than the sex (which in the case will come from you). at least you can hope to understand more about the curve of your history.

good luck, but if goes wrong consulates in mind that the internet is full of depressed girls looking for turgid penises.

* as the wise saying goes g., "the cock is the thermometer of love," I wrote