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low number? Thursday, March 30, 2006
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number higher? low number?
number higher?
low number? points of view.
I do not know why I really do not see it so suddenly, in the infinite greatness of the whole global total, is a fucking tiny spit, but if you look at that fucking good number is huge.
What shall I do? Receive e-mail contests, sweepstakes in which we hope sincerely miss (SIII cosmic bad luck bla bla) is still pleased. Very. But not enough.
168 and weigh from first to last. It is ok I did it, we did it, joy and happiness ... But it weighs a lot. Nay more.
need? If you need ok, if not on, I yield, I'll give definitely.
Last time this time was pleasantly interrupted unexpectedly happily, but now?
168 x 2 I do not think over it, first iNpazzisco bim bam bum here and there.
tremendous fear of repeating the error again, ok but 2 is an idiot ... indeed even the first is for idiots, but my goodness you are not perfect.
not know what to do ...
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How ... I gotta get out
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a swimming pool without water
the terrace of my house in the middle of August O
a swimming pool without water beaches in the middle of Bibione December
the streets of Varese on Sunday afternoon, the streets of Varese
night
cinema Vittoria
the kitchen of my house after my brother passed
the head of a mac user
a gathering of enthusiastic readers of the labels of pineapple
a page of my word just
are opening a folder when 'went' to school
an abandoned house
my desk when they were questioning a balloon festival
... me.
A journey in Brazil? Why not?
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
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Ciccicoccò
Today I do not know what to write and I need it. Leparolechenontihodetto help some but they are too "closed". We
Today I do not know what to write and I need it. Leparolechenontihodetto help some but they are too "closed". We
, how are you?
Here I seem to be classical in that dream where you run, you run, you run, you run, you stop, you look back and note that the road is little traveled. The days fly but time does not pass: an abnormal situation never experienced. thoughts remain but change the paranoia. For the worse? For the better? No, just change. Which is worse? Which is better? None, same ...
If before banging your head against a wall of a certain color, now I do it against a wall a different shade, but still we are talking to the wall. Increasingly, we are talking about banging your head.
That fear is there. I try to drive them clinging to the rest, to past thoughts and dreams but the future is stronger, there is nothing to be done.
The not knowing is devastating, doubts creep in with malice as a dagger rogue nerfed by all.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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The game of silence
One of the many games that were made by small ... fact that the great forced us to do while traveling in our blessed innocence. A hateful game cock, he and that other shit "witch color controls" for obvious reasons I hated it especially since it was quite frustrating to point the finger at the small object that had a blue side and hear you say "but what is purple: D ". 
Fuck you laughing? E 'traumatic for god, fuck who invented the viola. And the game of silence? A silly solution to a herd of children's pain in the ass to keep quiet. It seems easy to stand there like idiots shut up but just smile and say "GO!" you get the urge to scream, scream
, SCREAM SCREAM and still like a madman unleashed. It 'hard to stay silent when you want to talk. It 's a big mess ... and there are times when I wish I could cry, but I would just talk.
Ciccicoccò.
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Always on alert
There is yellow do not make me jump and then fall. There
Tinkerbell (yes, Tinker Bell from Peter Pan) that does not make me vain hope.
There is no sign, time, situation that is interwoven in the mind creates strange links. Today it seems There is yellow do not make me jump and then fall. There
Tinkerbell (yes, Tinker Bell from Peter Pan) that does not make me vain hope. November, a gray day and disgusting. I would be staring a wall all day with the iPod in my ears ... I would honestly rather every day in front of that wall.
Tuesday. I do not understand. The days pass in the sense that I look forward every minute and it seems that time has slowed down but runs normally, the days are still to be slow slow slow. I look back, I try one day the past week as a reference point and it seems centuries have passed since then but no, just a few days of miserable and pointless shit.
E 'each other?
Monday, March 27, 2006
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suspended in the air
Disclaimer: now probably the post will be even more troublesome past. C'est la vie. Tonight I asleep after 4. Not because it did not end
Kotor2 more (oh my God also, and what a great final of shit), not because of that I just installed Oblivion and ended in despair for the choice of the character, but because it was out of sleep.
suspended in the air
float, suspended in the air for most of the time, but unfortunately sometimes I fall down and fly. My heart jumped into my throat and on ... Recovery shortly after returning to the status of the first, it scares me tremendously the possibility that the roles are reversed or settled and fall from time to time, the normal wave. We'll see.
I do not know. I do not understand. I can not find the solution.
As a word without being able to say? Without being able to write?
Knowing without information?
Lucas will have reason to say that the dark side is easier but does not lead to anything?
The Easy Way or the more correct way?
Our fears come true, at least I'm in it up to his neck. Pretend it was too warm blankets and tomorrow everything would be back to normal ... the simplest way, a confidence that made me feel good and now I tremble before the unknown.
lousy post and the cat woman of Oblivion is as bad as death. They could never put that ugly face ... We declare that I will use? An elf's cock?
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