Tuesday, January 30, 2007

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This post has nothing to do with my new look ... I smazzero prophetic intellectual 'label' shit 'and them', warned young people, I'll post 'when he wants to' suck and just become one.
Good. I hate you. I am a person with a great sensibility 'and love of neighbor. It happened a week ago, the day I knew my 24 th birthday of a boy, cute, intelligent, living and apparently single. Now ... I know, I'm an idiot. You can not 'after you know a person by just 3 hours, settling in perfectly with the sheets of his house. But ... I really liked. I felt love. Today, after admitting that his son was missing and that he had no internet at home, I was printing my work very romantic .. He said what? It is about a speech that he and I are a fag, after friends. Acquaintances. Almost unknown. Which has two other ducks on his hands. And all this after you have spent 72 hours stuck on his arm, you have spoiled, spoiled, pampered, flattered ... But in the end, this and 'reality'. Estimate more than 'an affectionate person who held secret, with the possible move of prestige, any Squinzi. So now my destiny stands before me with all its grandeur: to be 'all my life with GG G. But that 'has B And I? Not me, not even little 'fuck
... I just have to tear up all the stories I had prepared. The thing that gives me more 'discomfort that together we have also looked at Pucca. And I hate Pucca.


And these are his last words: "I'm sorry if I made you angry, we might even take a drink together, no? Necessarily have to finish them '? "I like you and I like you as a person, I'm sorry still, I'm curious to read what you write. Fuck! "

're still so 'curious dearie?

Thursday, January 25, 2007

The Property Of Very Slowly

While I hate snow du du du durururu

still 24 hours of nullity', then resume 'issues where they remained. For now, there was a fairly dark and quiet enough where you can stay in the hand of anything, not breathing and not moving ... well I'd be there. The controversy hated the glass half empty or half full e.. When the glass is' your only foothold in the world and it's snowing outside? "Do not look. I do not want the snow fall on me. Plagiarism charity 'as the last beggar, someone plagiarize in love, in love thin ... then I'd be out of the snow. And laugh.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

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The crowd advanced, deployed in the Prada flip-flops ... those who never "Schicho Schicho" even if fording a river full of algae and slime. Besides, if I had a couple of thongs Prada, not ever wade a river, especially one that is called before incalanarsi Staffora and the City ', down from the mountains steppe. Just get to buy a flat disarming factory color "London smoke and fog most 'Thames'. Charon is almost written with the beautiful overhead "Abandon all hope ye who enter here." The crowd then advanced ... or maybe that we were slow, like lizards from the walls of Willow well, we pressed against each other, slide. My rubber flip-flops muttered, rattled and were rumblings among all those angelic features and scents of vanilla ice cream. Then, after the streets teeming with tourists from the park down the stream, the picture changed summer, was changed. Li 'there were only tourists without a permit, pools along the river to cook, with all the ambaradam grids, umbrellas, sunscreen of LDL, children, and carrion dogs. The alcove of the underworld, the stage before being ferried. It was moving over the life of other things. Under ... you could only attack the white stones hot. There were still under worlds of vipers and murderers child who raised the stone and the mother who called him ... and his father attempt to drink beer sixteenth, the dog in the river with the ball deflates, the grandmother who died left in the sun, dying of heat, but also called his nephew with a gasp. Among all this, there was life in all of this, the real one, the one that size. How to get naked and mix them and see ... see ... fucking get cut in August, being cut by the heat and mosquitoes. Outside the fence. Out of all the fence. Before his death in a tourist or filled up as canaries sull'ennesimo flight to the Maldives.