not public. And I have no more 'audience. If I post is taken from spasms and migraines that end up on the floor screaming. I have crises of anxiety, panic attacks and cysts. I am sick since July 2, 2007. I have depression. Or rather, the partner of my boss tried to get me to resign machete blows on his fingers ... but heroically, my doctor did not compliant
made me opt for the popular run on tiptoe. I will not return 'more' them '. This is a bit 'm'intristisce, especially' cause in my hut shinninng, there is an ADSL connection and my parents ask the charity 'in the station of Voghera. The summer and then 'was a shit. Whole. Lived at home with periodic inspections INPS who was very attentive to my disease. Emotional situation, sexual and 'the historical limits of common sense. But then I get sick and do what I want, like breakfast with MDMA and sometimes I even take my dear granny suit. Now, I'm going to stab the manager of the bar in front 'cause his dog pee on the tires of my Panda green. See you world.
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