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I parked on an embankment with loose unsteady rock. The passenger wanted to have a toilet break. My sunroof and driver window was open. I said to the passenger that I didn't want to park the car there as it is unsafe and that the car will slide and roll down the embankment, which is what happened. As I had my cat in the car with me, I reached to keep her safe on my lap as she was on the backseat. She was very scared and luckily we didn't get hurt. Once I got out the car I saw the rocks spilling into the window and sunroof. I was glad to be out the car and not bei g hurt. It seemed like I knew the passenger as I expressed my love to him while kissing him. Yet in my consciouns, I wondered about my husband as I knew that it was not his face? Yet I felt safe?

My mom was going to some reunion thing but it wasn't a reunion like one direction was there which is weird because i don't find them good musicians but i find harry styles so attractive. we were in a medium size stadium and there was a lady with a microphone walking around and she started talking to one direction and asked me if i wanted to hug them and my friend selina was sitting next to me which is weird because were not very close and she took pictures then i won this bottle of vodka and when the ceremony was over and i took the bottle and went to harrys room and asked if he wanted some then we started having sex and i can't remember the rest

Me and my ex boyfriend have been together for almost 3 years. Besides the arguments & mistakes we both made, i thought everything was fine. He would always take me out, buy me things i really wanted, gave me money when i needed it, came with me to every doctor appointment & been there when i lost a baby. Last monday he left me for another girl. He claims because he think i cheated and wasnt being truthful to him but i think its an escape goat for him to be with someone else. He led me on and im trying to get the truth from him but he refuse to tell me whats been going on. I tried getting him back. But now im having dreams about marrying him, being with him again, and even felt him holding me in my sleep and thinking he was next to me. I miss him and love him terribly but dont know if he still think of me. I did so much for him and he threw 3 years away so quickly.

Voilà Monsieur pourquoi votre fille est malade... (à ce niveau elle n'est même plus très vivante)...Au départ journal contestataire... Quasi anarchiste. Des intellectuels de gauche . Puis virage commercial pour survivre... des initiatives socio culturelles comme les célèbres petites annonces de Libé .. Des articles culturels, et de moins en moins scientifiques. Comme Alain Duhamel, de moins en moins percutant. De moins en moins de scoops. dernièrement laisse Le Monde se farcir la corvée du scoop des attaques chimiques en Syrie. la Syrie, la grande absente des colonnes de Libé. Incapable de lire l'Histoire en train de se détruire au proche Orient. Par désintérêt? Libé devenu un Cloud, un terminal des téléscripteurs et dépêches des reporters de terrain. Mais surtout pas à l'initiative journalistique. De la Pub mensonge "Libé vous étonne"... Un journal de confort, il ne faut pas déranger les Fran?ais. On ouvre les commentaires et les basses oeuvres défilent. Merci tout de même de ne pas limiter le nombre de mots des commentaires, Le Monde oblige à être concis et donc censure... Merci à M.Alain Duhamel, même si sa prose et son discours ne sont plus percutants et se fait même moucher trop facilement par les UMP, mais il a réussi à nous éviter les commentaires les plus vulgaires, parmi ces commentaires, ce qui finalement est le plus important. Notre temps est celui du vulgaire, du facile, du clinquant, du cri-insulte, du fric trop vite gagné, de l'indifférence à la douleur d'autrui, il parait même que quand la douleur est trop grande, le cri ne sort plus... Silence.

I parked on an embankment with loose unsteady rock. The passenger wanted to have a toilet break. My sunroof and driver window was open. I said to the passenger that I didn't want to park the car there as it is unsafe and that the car will slide and roll down the embankment, which is what happened. As I had my cat in the car with me, I reached to keep her safe on my lap as she was on the back seat. She was very scared and luckily we didn't get hurt. Once I got out the car I saw the rocks spilling into the window and sunroof. I was glad to be out the car and not bei g hurt. It seemed like I knew the passenger as I expressed my love to him while kissing him. Yet in my consciouns, I wondered about my husband as I knew that it was not his face? Yet I felt safe?

My dream started with a competition where 12 girls would be chosen to be part of a TV show. After We we're picked we flew out of the country to India. Where the host of the TV show took all our money and held us hostage. However, she explained that this was part of the TV show. She said we we're all going to die, but in different ways. She killed one girl by throwing her off a cliff, but then went back to name sure she was dear because she had to make sure they suffered. The host was abused when she was little and wanted to inflict paint on others. Throughout the dreams she takes us strawberry picking and through mountains filled with snow. Her helpers to calm us down and to prevent us from screaming they drop tablets of Molly. We take them and I think it was a way to control us. Sometimes they set us loose on a mountain and we had to find our way back to them through all the snow.

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