http://www.consentido.com.mx/estilo-de-vida/2014/04/23/que-tipo-de-cuerpo-eres


http://themetapicture.com/21-food-hacks-thatll-make-you-run-for-the-kitchen/

Good bye

Sometimes I look back and no matter how much I miss you, I don't want you here.

Still, I look back and see how pretty we were together and how great your arms felt around me, and I can't help missing you.

You don't even remember me, not a bit. And I don't need to remember you. But we both were there, and I can't yet change that.

If life is about movement your rock is too heavy to carry it with me. So thanks for the moments, they were awsome. But I'll keep my search for someone more ligther than a rock.