Saturday, October 23, 2010

Pldt Service Disconnection




Certain words were written that one day our universal poet oriolano:
"I know you see and hear an angry sad ....." Miguel Hernández


MY FAMILY:

"I do not pretend you feel exactly how I feel, losing a daughter is not natural nor happen very often ...
Just pretend that you are aware of the signs that my heart is through my body.

"Some days I just need you to accompany me in silence as the words are useless and do not want to hear, just remember.
Others that just need to mourn and mourn until they are dry of tears.
In those days, I need you to accompany me, hold me and maybe I mimes ...
promise to love and love me too.

"I'm in the midst of a difficult process where everything is new, strange and painful.
Loneliness is my companion and the absence of Julia is present at every moment with an indescribable pain.

-Do not try to make me smile, There will be time when the heart and soul to heal, but the wound surface. He

you're sad and worried and probably your pain is too intense, but I can not help it ... I'm not the same and perhaps never will be.

"You'll have to learn something new now lives in me ... life and death as two sides of a reality than before when everything was "happy", it was not even imagined.

"You'll have to learn that I am the strong person that used to be, now more than ever I need your understanding and your patience.

"Sorry if something was wrong ...

"When one is not the one in mourning times are probably different.

"Believe me I do my best to get ahead but everything costs double.

"Believe me I know you too well to see me suffer.

"Believe me I try to be strong in the face of such adversity. At the moment I feel I have won what I wanted most and thus the future.

"Give me time and maybe someday come back to see me smile ... Thanks
wholeheartedly.


Julia, I love you ...
a huge
so you do not need ...
not see you ... or you ...
for my love grows more and more.
just enough to close my eyes ...
and know that once existed
and you're on my heart. Dad

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Thyroid With Honey, Is It Safe?

DAMN DAMN DAY ... BE ...



three years are met in that damn day August 3, 2007 in the life of the little Julia, who was only 15 months old was cut short forever.

been a time when the immense pain and that pain tease us pretending that we stay quiet and impassive face of this tragedy we have been dragged to death in life. But our strength and ability to fight us be close to our angel when it comes to Julia. She is in the light and gives us the energy to fight their evil criminals and those who support them. It is our strong will and our fighting spirit that helps us stay alive.

Today we turn to you, vermin incapable of feeling empathy or pity for your innocent victims. The murder of Julia
causes us feelings of deep sorrow, disgust and hatred.
For us, life is priceless, in exchange for you, life has no value outside. You

destroyed a family but never forget that behind every tear shed is the hope that you have reached your sentence for each of your dirty deeds.

There are a few despicable murderers and cowards who support them ....

provoked a tour of harm, humiliation, a terrifying psychological destruction.

Our conviction was imminent from the moment ... and ever shall be entitled to remission. Your sentence will ....

critters as you always join others who act like thugs who threaten and use harsh words against the victims of their actions. The worst thing is being a manufacturer of fear and manipulation to ally themselves with torturers and murderers. They move in the shadows of the dirty work and architects are just lies and editors of anonymous threats. They also find their punishment ...

know that, deep down, are bullies and their mafia poses not only a way of trying to cover up their personalities and self-conscious torment.

Murderer, something tells us it will not end your days. We have learned a lot about you and your environment ... nothing good around you and nothing can go unpunished. Moreover, we sense that your nights will soon be nightmares, your clothes smell of rue and cemetery, your whiskey from 7 pm to blood and you know that every one of your minutes on live with full assurance that No crime goes unpunished.
Never doubt that we will take care of it ...

The executioner and his vermin we recommend that you read the Article 258 of the Penal Code.
Their actions will lead trailing and outrageous that each time you see a flower to remind them pain and death. Do not look under them who wished to commend the coffins. We are not yet in the ground and never will be to bring them to everyone on your site. Each hold your candle stick .......

Murderers and torturers to you our wish that the life hereafter cause you much pain and suffering that you provoke them. Whenever

you to look at a girl you will stir the guts in your face imagining the suffering and crying with tears of blood of the innocent. So were the tears of Julia and thus remain ours ............

* who does not know the truth is simply ignorant. But
which knows and calls it a lie,
this is a criminal!
B. Brech