Monday, April 19, 2010

Da 4187 Form To Go Back To Old Mos

Who is there who is not there.


Someone recently showed me note: or are smiling or are more melancholic.
To be honest I do not know very well the epicenter of all this mess, but I know it's worse than being drunk.
To tell you the truth I'm a little confused do not know if it's the fault of all this mushy stage, past or otherwise. Before Conlie
reacted angrily, then I learned to react with happiness, but now I've learned that something you should not drag on well.
But maybe I've figured out what's wrong, it's satisfaction and some things do not really satisfy me and then tell a bunch of lies to myself, it must surely be that.
Then it's time to roll up their sleeves, gather the red leaves, the branches green and golden weeds and burn them all, instill in him (if indeed it was so even though I doubt it) it took only a little water and earth ...
Why I can always go so close and then I can think of escape?
balls!
) alemno I started writing again ... n'altra)

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Replacing Toolbox Lock

Chien Mouille


There are a lot of mistakes in this blog, a lot of things that sometimes border on schmaltz, or the poverty, or the ' impossible, but it's nice to read, do a little comparison, have a mirror in front of you ... I might actually fix it before you publish, but I was too lazy to do that, some stories are not finished, maybe they'll never stop, but honestly I do not care.
I decided to return to writing lately because I need to do a little light on me, I neglected a lot, I lost the poem, the stimulus and I got sucked out of life, it was not bad at all, but perhaps a little surprising ...
however this is a time to be a little heavy, I lost a friend and the thing is now going in some places and know that I will not put an infinite sadness.
Cagliostro no more, not in the sense that he's dead, but in the sense that we have given to a cat colony, was not well with us ...
are the second year of university, I have a some tests to be recovered because unfortunately I have not attended a lot of lessons.
I wanted to write again because this morning when I woke up I thought about the concept of love ...
Love is a complicated as it is beautiful, I think not being able to truly love, or rather, perhaps I have too many claims, I can not feel good, completely happy, there's always something wrong ...
I wonder how do most people get to know someone and fall in love after so little, perhaps, or maybe you are content autoconvince, I do not know this, but I know that I was in love once, or perhaps even that the ... problem is that I always feel so different, I always hear the difference that pushes me to go ...
short is a big mess, I feel pulled, tugged by men who do not want, in which men can not find something that I complete, here is what I seek is the perfect fit, may not exist, but at least something that I would go by ... those who are too superficial, who is too pretentious, who scares me ... who is fucking annoying as hell when there is not, but when there is perfected, or those who are far or who is too busy to notice ....
What the fuck have people in mind?
Ba is still unclear how I would have .... deep eyes and tell me that a lot of things without speaking, like a soul deep precipice, a strong character, or at least remain impassive when I know I can not do it, the right amount of sweetness, the right dose of joy but also sadness, that's important because you can see from the lowest rung greater whole and beautiful, must have the desire of new things as a child of eight years, must love his child part, when I let go must be able to go alone, but must also be able to understand how I feel when I stay silent, uin read me like open book, more than anything else it must have the will to actually do it without being afraid of what's ...
I do not care about whether it will be dark, blond, tall, short, fat, skinny, ugly or beautiful, especially when I watch straight in the eyes will still be for me the most beautiful and perfect person in the world ...

Thursday, April 8, 2010

New South Park Tomorrow

Fall under the Sassolungo

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Sassolungo / Langkofel from Val Gardena, Gröden

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Athletes Foot On My Penis

Rosengarten Antermoia

Catinaccio Along the path leading up to the refuge Passo Principe - Grasleitenpasshütte