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Hate ...

hate the feeling that accompanies me, I hate to remember to get up, I hate to hear about holidays, I hate to think to turn on the laptop every morning, I hate percartarme not logged on, realizing it was connected to hate, hate I admit that in my office and farther away than the same geographic distance. Hate

chest pain, I hate looking at the ceiling ceiling to not mourn, I hate admit it was more important than recognizing, I hate not having the opportunity to fight for, I hate having late, I hate to be one day a year, I hate to be thinking every day.

hate that your life is done, I hate women who are happy radiating life, hatred of women that have no values, I hate to have seen where there is what I seek, I hate to see my city, I hate not having control, I hate to give the importance that does not give me, I hate not to understand that lesson I learned from this, I hate not finding as, happiness.

hate not having someone tell them, I hate not having the right to despair, I do not understand hate, hate that I do not work together to drain, hate mourn associated with sleep, give me a stiff hate, hate the pain in me, hatred as me bitter hatred as Dry me, I hate the hatred grows, I hate it because I'm not well. I hate hate

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eastern coast of Venezuela

Venezuela is located in northern South America, bounded on the front with the flattering Caribbean Sea ... As a result, we have abundance of beaches, coasts and seascapes ... There is something for everyone! just a few hours of Caracas can be a paradise as the Morrocoy National Park with its spectacular keys ... however, is on the east coast who want to discuss at this time.

Most tourists come to Puerto La Cruz, a town with city prices dollarized prices and more ... thanks to its beaches and boarding the ferry to the island of Margarita, the porpularidad has grown in the taste of visitors ... but if they continue the journey and continue to Root in the east (east) are achieved with an unparalleled coast, villages full of boys and generous cuisine, from simple accommodations but a dream, you make me invent it each time there where I live happened there ... So is santa fe ... a simple little town, small, with a quiet beach ...

where the houses bordering the sea .... you smell and hear while you sleep!

where I love to cross the road at sunset and enjoy the view ...

Inevitably not sit and stand here on the boulevard (in front is simple restaurants with divine food!) This time from San Antonio del Golfo

The next day, it is can desacansar in the waters of Moses biblical ...



Caripe or come up and listen to guácharos near his cave ...


There are stories that say that this immense cave whose entrance is in the Monagas State, flows into Brazil ... that if nothing found yet ...

If I lived in Santa Fe, any of these sites would be in time, at the same distance that I take every day go to my usual home to work in heavy traffic day (1, 15 "- 1, 40) because no ... one of these will be ...

PS: Dedicated to my friend José Manuel , who also dreams of escape from its walls!