The first time I got scared to death and walked out of the world to understand the problem: Every time I sneeze ... I changed her face.
I then tried acupuncture, voodoo, transcendental meditation and exorcism, but all in vain, and soon began to see the advantages to my strange illness. Eventually I forgot all those faces which had been mine, I finally accept them all as his own and came to the conclusion that my list came to be about thirty different faces, without order or sequence motif. There was no way of knowing which side is the following. After a sneeze, a sudden dizziness and vertigo light, ran to find a mirror to see who would be the coming weeks.
So, I knew what it means to be ugly, sexy, hard, inane or irresistible. I face mens leader, a man happy and bureaucracy, and every face I knew to find a life, a lover, her audience or her loneliness. Each side will find their routine.
learned the rudiments of counterfeiting and managed to live a simple life and orderly, and if you ever feel bored or need to flee, just smelled poppies.
Only once I got caught up in my routines, and visited with Gulf side of the bitch who used to frequent wearing the face of a fool.
- Ponete to want to face, thin, but that body and way of kissing the wrong I did not "she said with a look skittish and a question in his voice.
I, unarmed, I confessed my condition changed and he did a show right there. She loved this madness, which was more like a quirky gift as a health issue, and invited me to stay.
since we live together like any normal couple, almost as people with faces. Maybe even with some advantage. When you get tired of me ... gives me a poppy.
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