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What's wrong?
There is turned off and I feel empty, tired and embarrassed, disappointed, but also very angry, but only when I find the quiet I understand that I also instill the error of my own. Do not ask
why, but you are only listening. This
helpless children play with soap bubbles and break all always, as it is a bit off the head off her favorite doll, they never do it on purpose, but only by accident, by inadvertence.
Because sometimes they run their hands to their cocks, do not respond to basic commands of the brain, but only heard a whistle and then tearing, scratching and beat.
You know I do not know, but it is very bad right there in the middle.
Almost like getting a bullet in the head.
There are wings that take us away from here, there is hope that it will change us, because nobody ever changes, we are all equal in front of her.
And I tell you that remained the same, only this has changed my way I have, how to never open your eyes on the essentials, but beautiful and terrible, terrible, why do not you know never to be hurt until you finish the blood, beautiful because you can take everything, collect everything in your head and your heart, everything that makes you feel alive when the years are to reap their true justice.
I fell in love I can, but then crash all, there are times when I wake up and when I open my eyes I see it smashed at the foot of the bed.
There are moments when I try too much and the wrong people and I wake up in between the sheets to the poison, he thinks, if I turn to look at who is on the other part, I only see a mask that I like a lot but that is fintissima, the baroque and grotesque.
Maybe it's because I can not walk standing still but I just try to crawl, or maybe because I would finally sit down, do not you say.
But shit, I should really stop dreaming, even though it hurts to lose all hope, even though it hurts to lose thrust.
If you really lose that momentum, the one that makes me laugh even when the time is right, even when I hear a rump too bitter, it will mean that they are turned off and that the brain does not work with the thoughts, but only with the vulgar impulses electric, and my heart leaps just because there is too much oxygen in the blood, and that those memories are nothing but impressed in the memory of odors instinctive.
shit how much it hurts.

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Oibò. What patience


This morning I went there, the chick who knew my sister had a half cuddly when he saw me.
"... you like her, it's awesome, as beautiful as her, it also resembles your aunt"
I asked if he could tell me something about her, but the lady said that we will and time to do it.
Today is her birthday (my sister) and I saw people who wanted to help her, all by coincidence.
This means that my guardian angel (the working poor!), Is telling me that I can do it, but rather that there I will do it!
So I smile: D

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Now that everything is asleep, now that the silence has been placed on this house, I can tell you that I miss very much, that I do is rewind and concern that thin strip of the handful of memories.
wonder how you were, who knows what you thought, I do not know ... I have an idea of \u200b\u200bmy own, but I know that this is the exact idea of \u200b\u200bwhat they were, a male fragile and full of sensitivity, sensibility hidden in that air gruff and grumpy, always with a cigarette in his mouth and eyes blinded by desire to redeem himself with his arms and large hands to grab onto if every moment, every subtle desire and ambition.
My memories are very confused, but enough to see your face in trying to remember what your true voice, even if that voice in moments I heard my own and very true.
I have a picture near here, I have billions of your things, disks, pens and papers that they know more about you.
wonder how you have been strong to overcome everything that you deleted.
I can not find you in another man, I can not hope that the heart be still, but I can only remember and hold on the heart near me. How
love when someone is gone?
I remember you and I can only say I love you so much and the music that you left me, enough to not feel alone anymore, because I know somewhere you're still struggling to me.

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MIAO! DISSONANCE


You should know that my mother had a friend quite a bit younger than she, this girl is separated and has a son my age, this guy had to go back to hometown for some things.
This guy has (had) a beautiful cat named Felix, unfortunately, living with other roommates (who absolutely did not want this poor cat) has asked us kindly if we could address it for a few days waiting behind it shortly after.
You have to see this great big cat, is fatal to die, it behaves like a true predator, is big in size is the same age muffler with the only difference is that about twice and loves to sit on the balcony.
My mother passed the days when Felix was staying here temporarily, call her friend who, without hair (cat) on the tongue tells ..
"My son does not want the cat, his housemates threaten to throw him out of the house if the cat back"
My mother and I decided to take Felix that changed as well, Cagliostro, a bit like the cat in ink, so called because it is completely black, or rather black / blue, has a pair of big eyes big and yellow like the moon, in short, the classic black Gattaccia impressive and healthy film about witches (good though). The first few days
have been traumatic enough for pot, you had to see it was all offended, Cagliostro did nothing but pull his monstrous paw, knocking him out of bed in the evening, since the muffler was used to sleeping next to me leaning on the pillow like an angelic guardian, now they play and sleep together, muffler can no longer sleep in my chair dejected, but of course has changed their attitude, after she peed everywhere have decided to become friends, but only because the black cat (damn smart and a bit) decided to ally with him, unfortunately, has become the dominant male, you want to put the month in which the most difference, either for the rating that is double that. Cagliostro is
a cat, bold, sensual and combative, she loves to sit on the balcony and saw that our balcony is quite large, does not hesitate to climb over the network to go to roost on the hood venting, practically curled to the moon on the fireplace which consistently produces steam, Unlike most wild muffler though, is much more crafty and cuddly, slips under the covers and shamelessly begins with his Ronfi Ronfi whenever the slightest relief ....
So now in my bed there are two principles, one black and one blue, and perfectly reflect the main and opposite sides of my character.
but MIAO!