LEARN AND GROW ........( Anonymous)
And growing up you learn that happiness is not 'one of the great things.
It 's not the one that chases two decades, when, like gladiators fought the world to come out victorious ...
happiness is not 'that which is pursued Affan believing that love is all or nothing ... and not' the strong emotions that make the "pop" out and exploding with spectacular thunder ... happiness not 'to climb skyscrapers, challenges to win constantly test.
grew up learning that happiness and 'made ....... but precious little things and you learn that the smell of coffee' in the morning and 'a little ritual of happiness, which are enough notes in a song, the feelings of a book by colors that warm the heart, that's enough aromas of a kitchen, the poetry of the painters of happiness, just the nose of your cat or your dog to feel a little happiness.
And you learn that happiness and 'made up of emotions on tiptoe, on the quiet of small explosions that expand the heart, that you can touch the stars and the sun to shine my eyes, and you learn that a field of sunflowers illuminate the sa face, which wakes you up the scent of spring from winter, and sit down to read under the shade of a tree, relax and free thoughts.
And you learn that love and 'made up of sensations delicate, small sparks in the stomach, presence of nearby too distant, and learns that time expands, and that those 5 Precious minutes are long over many hours, and you learn that you just close your eyes, turn on the senses, sfornellare in the kitchen, read a poem, write a book or watch a photo to cancel the time and distances and be with loved ones . And you learn that
hear a voice on the phone, receive an unexpected, happy moments are small.
And you learn to have in the drawer and the heart, but precious little dreams.
And you learn that keeping a child in her arms and 'delicious happiness.
And you learn that the greatest gifts are those that talk about people you love ...
And you learn that there is 'happiness in the urgent need to write down your thoughts, that there is' something to love, happy melancholy.
And you learn that in spite of your defense, despite your will or your destiny, there is every gull flying 'in the heart of a small-large Jonathan Livingston.
And you learn how beautiful and majestic simplicity.
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And nothing I have too many blogs look like a fucking sociopath. when in fact they are one of the few balanced people I know. and it is precisely because they are one of the few balanced in a world of madmen then I look like a fucking unbalanced but it is not. balls that I am committed to improving and no one recognizes my efforts, but what the hell do I do it then.
cmq from now on I will write here only:
http://allaboutmywastedyouth.blogspot.com/
mmm I could also do a sort of "best of" from time to time with some of my posts that have been most successful (so to say, eh). eventually many of these are very, very fond of shit ... Oh well then we'll see.
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And nothing I have too many blogs look like a fucking sociopath. when in fact they are one of the few balanced people I know. and it is precisely because they are one of the few balanced in a world of madmen then I look like a fucking unbalanced but it is not. balls that I am committed to improving and no one recognizes my efforts, but what the hell do I do it then.
cmq from now on I will write here only:
http://allaboutmywastedyouth.blogspot.com/
mmm I could also do a sort of "best of" from time to time with some of my posts that have been most successful (so to say, eh). eventually many of these are very, very fond of shit ... Oh well then we'll see.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
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: romantic hangover last long long time needle runs a whiskey and beer and a chat about how it sucks the next generation. It may not seem like the best but it was very funny, I always find it very fun to know people's opinions and discuss sensibly with them, and then really know (you know: in vino veritas ). And that's the last time I've been drunk so long as Long Time Ago, in fact. I drink like always. Type I feel uncomfortable without a glass in hand. But it's a change we have noticed a few all: enterteiner strong pulsing through my veins acting stupid at the time is definitely dead. Lately I enjoy most to observe. Did not become a trivial Vouyer, of course. Looking to learn and understand. Which also involves talking, of course. Because despite being firmly convinced that to know a person sometimes just a glance, I must also admit that often looks can be deceiving. So I always give people a second chance to redeem through dialogue. We must admit that my own magnanimity knows no bounds.
However, I have a little 'broken cock. A bit 'all a bit' all my old drinking buddies I broke my dick. I am not speaking of those drinking the romantic zodiac, which were always a parallel journey in Rome and outside Rome and in noicomeunsolocuorebattenteall'unisono, no, those rinpiango not and will not ever regret. I refer specifically to properly and when I happen to go to disco and observe all the people I know get drunk already lost and continue to drain a glass after another. And to say shit (not shit funny, more prone to pathos). And making fools of themselves (that is ridiculous that the sentence). And so to find myself "talking" with a mass of lifeless numbed idiots who smells of death. The fact is that under each disco, through alcohol and drugs, thought to find its place, as if all the pieces of the puzzle finally found their perfect concatenation and jam. No! Crazy crazy! Not true! Just be worth it! You are just the atrophied limb a humanity that has sucked away all its lifeblood and has obscured the sun, disgusting criminally insane. Let us look more closely
the sad spectacle which offers itself to gentle viewer:
there are those who greet you like you're their best friend for years, but in reality you have done everything possible to keep up on the cock ... lack of affection?
then there are those who have the potential to be very intelligent people and realized in life but you threw away the jokes for discounted electrical outlets and well ... fucking preteen trauma?
there are those who have nothing in their daily life but in the acclaimed Tunz Tunz ... lack of personality?
there are those that would be really nice people (say outwardly) and are doing everything to make ugly faces with their clothes and fucking partykidnewyorkese ... missed the carnival party?
there are those that would be really nice people (inside say) and do everything possible to drift away from a human relationship (or nearly so, then are not even human so I ...)... so many problems ergo chittesencula?
That was me on the cock, fuck off.
Once the music was basically inspiration. The art style of life. Alcohol is a stylistic choice. The poor will stand Bukowski stirring in his grave. The wisps of your pathetic lives they cook the bacon for amatriciana if only I were not vegetarian and I had the certainty that there is nell'amatriciana bacon. So do not fuck the crap if I ever face bored, not bored, in fact, I am deeply amused disgust ET. Do not Shit my dick if you answer wrong or if you do not know, I do not crapped in two seconds and sent to therapy for a sufficient amount of € repay the cost of water Nigeria. Do not fuck the crap if you do not want anything to do with you, if you do not understand, if I'm not going to help. I do not need. I've always said and I repeat here: I never wanted anything (more than what I have).
Sincerely, your loyal moralist (mecoioniarcazzo).
Saturday, April 18, 2009
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there are answears that don't need questions, it seems. As I talk you plug up your ears and scream. If you only would listen I know I could change your mind. I talk you scream, I write you can't read, I sing you don't understand. So, if I can't get what I want, I'm gonna take all the rest, I'm gonna take it all. Even if I'm so tired of Revenge, is always the same old story. So the only answear I'll give to your questions will be TRALLALLERO.
"without you I'm nothing" is still the only album that makes me twist on the floor.
there are answears that don't need questions, it seems. As I talk you plug up your ears and scream. If you only would listen I know I could change your mind. I talk you scream, I write you can't read, I sing you don't understand. So, if I can't get what I want, I'm gonna take all the rest, I'm gonna take it all. Even if I'm so tired of Revenge, is always the same old story. So the only answear I'll give to your questions will be TRALLALLERO.
"without you I'm nothing" is still the only album that makes me twist on the floor.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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e insomma niente, io non ci credo eh, sia ben chiaro, però certo è inquietante.
"fammi vedere la mano"
"Uff..."
"OMIODIO"
"What?" What? "
"Life Line ... and that of love ..."
"Well?" Who? "
"No, they are very short, I'm sorry ..."
"So I do not believe"
"You will die young you know and then stop at the same time so it might be suicide following a disappointment ... and then ... ah ... you'll have a son ...."
So I do not believe it. Really. They are crap. My life will not be affected by a bit of advanced Pellacchia hands ... sure, however, an orphan on his conscience. Miodio.
So today I get nothing on the bus and I see that now there is something wrong ... yet so many people so many seats ... many people ... and all to do capannelo around the driver's cabin. Boh ... then I understand, and I understand why I'm struck me and stuns a nauseating smell. But I am a rock, resist, stoic I sit next to a lady who makes his cock. And I see all the people who turn to (I assume it was, I never shot at him because I do not give anything to see him in the face, Sticazzi short, was a point that smelled and) the poor homeless man on duty, looks grim, handkerchiefs covering their faces, murmurs of disapproval, slowly shook his head, and that memorable squad of black-velvet-scarpedipelleneralucide green-dyed hair red and badly permed-platinum blond to cover the white tufts of bitter self-righteous moralistic gossip-whores shit-with several shopping bags, packages, bags horrific bad-taste combinations that are stuck in the driver (not if the buggers) and would like to lead a protest against a tough and unyielding struggle, but they can not then they're just there to be unnecessary to make a living instead of life. It then climbs a driver out of service, air grim and red nose, vacant look (my experience suggests to me a couple of glasses of whiskey), salt by hitting the little woman blonde, the peers when she turns angry as if it were cannon fodder, but then the doors close. E 'rose. Dominates in the middle of the narrow corridor and oddly not crowded. It employs a 120 long seconds to realize the situation (but you know, alcohol hormones and slow reflexes), all the little women first turn to him, look at him with eyes full of admiration and hope, so he came to save us, yes, yes he will do something, all eyes dart toward He is at the center of attention, but hesitates, is undecided, takes two steps, then stops, turns, looks at the little women, the poor kinesin that stage with all the force his mouth happy for once not the monster unnameable which is the other, turns around, searches the small residue of self-consciousness that remain, and finally, with an effort titatinico, turns around and starts to get his cocks. Joy, gaiety and joy. I'm not unionized
that stink. It 's true, it was nauseating. Disgusting, the scum of humanity, do not ever shake hands with someone who stinks of sewage. But he was there. He was there, and no one could oppose him. Then started the comedy of the Best from peanuts, all united in their grim looks against the Other, the Different, the irregular, the deviant, the criminal. All those white handkerchiefs, but not enough tons of OminoBianco100più (do not pay me, no) to cleanse your soul muddy filthy reeking of dead and stale as if you had never left home. Then I looked outside, the smell blunts the brain maybe, maybe not, maybe it was not as dramatic, maybe I was making my cock, I thought maybe someone or something, I looked out and saw this strange Bezza drag away the gray clouds, the sun dazzled with flashes traffic, and the wind shook the leaves on the trees as long hair glossy blacks of the Asian girl behind me talking on the phone in German, and the wind shook the leaves on the trees as my thoughts and dreams are not feasible for something different, spontaneous, genuine, something that exists only in my mind wrong, a life outside of class, never perfectly aligned, but there might not seem enviable and desirable existence outside the concept of abnormality? no, eh? and the wind shook the leaves on the trees as the blacks of the long hair asian girl who spoke German and I thought Sieg Heil.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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those days
you rode your ass for no reason.
the reason there is always
...
admit it!
ok I'm human, after all
yes, after all, for that matter ...
ok I'm taking the piss a little bit
unharmed but will go out as always ....
you like to have dinner tonight?
the reason there is always
...
admit it!
ok I'm human, after all
yes, after all, for that matter ...
ok I'm taking the piss a little bit
unharmed but will go out as always ....
you like to have dinner tonight?
Saturday, March 28, 2009
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reason is the new public enemy number 1
semiobbligata are so full of hopes to follow this conference on Nietzsche and Foucault, holds a servoleccaculo of scoundrels, so all in all, I already know what to expect, but the hope is the last to die, but life is a bitch and I should know. however, no later, I sit. listen to two minutes. and now I understand that the guy is saying a sea of \u200b\u200bshit, and all the files in front of my coioni a nod as puppets without life, and write crap. made even more dick dick because filtered out of their mind and without spirit. Sticazzi but oh well. Then I open a book I had nothing below and start reading, trying to ignore the guy who shot 4-for-word synonyms ("then this tension poralizzante, insoluble, essential, inconceivable, irreducible) (which even then are not synonyms, take rather strengthened, but we overlook), but just can not do it. AMCO pitch the book to my head to avoid the type of run in and be locked in an asylum. who then logos-ragione/follia lesson concerned the conflict. needless to transcribe here the whole sea of \u200b\u200bbullshit that fired the type, confusing Aristotle with Plato, completely misrepresenting the meaning of the Stoic doctrine and mortifying in general the Greek tradition. stuff that Nietzsche probably was stirring in his grave. but that's okay. we like sheep so, mummified-know-that-smell-of-dead-food-for-brains-decomposed. Praise of Folly, but fuck you close it willingly a room equipped with a mad ax.
semiobbligata are so full of hopes to follow this conference on Nietzsche and Foucault, holds a servoleccaculo of scoundrels, so all in all, I already know what to expect, but the hope is the last to die, but life is a bitch and I should know. however, no later, I sit. listen to two minutes. and now I understand that the guy is saying a sea of \u200b\u200bshit, and all the files in front of my coioni a nod as puppets without life, and write crap. made even more dick dick because filtered out of their mind and without spirit. Sticazzi but oh well. Then I open a book I had nothing below and start reading, trying to ignore the guy who shot 4-for-word synonyms ("then this tension poralizzante, insoluble, essential, inconceivable, irreducible) (which even then are not synonyms, take rather strengthened, but we overlook), but just can not do it. AMCO pitch the book to my head to avoid the type of run in and be locked in an asylum. who then logos-ragione/follia lesson concerned the conflict. needless to transcribe here the whole sea of \u200b\u200bbullshit that fired the type, confusing Aristotle with Plato, completely misrepresenting the meaning of the Stoic doctrine and mortifying in general the Greek tradition. stuff that Nietzsche probably was stirring in his grave. but that's okay. we like sheep so, mummified-know-that-smell-of-dead-food-for-brains-decomposed. Praise of Folly, but fuck you close it willingly a room equipped with a mad ax.
Monday, March 16, 2009
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two people know each other. like each other. are interesting. spend time together. make people see things. and slowly the perverse power of winds between them. the interpersonal relationship of sentimental nature (god what an ugly word) becomes a relationship of power: sovereign / subject. the balance of forces must precisely indicate who is the strongest, who is the weaker, who is master, slave who, metaphorically: those who are below and who could also get cocks his (to understand). The war begins. micro-battles, punitive expeditions, kamikaze missions, no holds barred. most times a game, often becomes a downhill spiral in pain and sadism. but that's okay, if we all agree. and more often than we are. but sometimes not. in two, one wins a battle, win the next one another, but ultimately lose the war, both without corpses left bleeding on the grass, but warm bodies to which the heart was extirpated and perhaps in retrospect, allowed to roam automata as on land drained by the sense. the horizons shrivels up himself, and remains in the hands of a handful of words that have no real meaning, yet another arrow. looking for all the half, but I do not miss anything. I do not want anything. I do not try a half, I try one, as I am one. and then there are the worms that crawl on the ground, but I let them crawl.
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
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ok. a breath. all ready.
thank you, thank you very much.
also my unshakeable certainty is now more into a thousand pieces on the floor imagery in my head. the pieces shine a bit stronger when close my eyes. strange is not so bad, I thought a lot worse. will be used to it.
"... now you're back for dope demand, I'm on sinking sands ..."
thank you, thank you very much.
also my unshakeable certainty is now more into a thousand pieces on the floor imagery in my head. the pieces shine a bit stronger when close my eyes. strange is not so bad, I thought a lot worse. will be used to it.
"... now you're back for dope demand, I'm on sinking sands ..."
Friday, March 13, 2009
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na I think some things a little too romantinca boh ... ... that you think you something romantic? I do not think me a romantic thing, but maybe you think I know ..
Monday, March 9, 2009
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Documents delivered: the countdown begins! We have to prepare documents
Yes, Friday March 6 we have now handed over all documents will be translated and sent to Rome for a visa, after which shipped to Sri Lanka.
... The wait is long, we know, but I think that it is less than that announced in front of us because there should be "only" two couples.
I will pray that the Sri Lankan government will soon match two cubs in these pairs and then think of us hope ... well ... we can not wait.
Yes, Friday March 6 we have now handed over all documents will be translated and sent to Rome for a visa, after which shipped to Sri Lanka.
... The wait is long, we know, but I think that it is less than that announced in front of us because there should be "only" two couples.
I will pray that the Sri Lankan government will soon match two cubs in these pairs and then think of us hope ... well ... we can not wait.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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mail beloved professor
Hello,
are un'inetta.
Me and my other friend wondered how inept, despite having followed (almost) everything run its course, we do not know how the fuck you book. If we do not remember the lesbian and queer, Terry and Maggie to her friends. Let me know if
:
one point: she is Voldemort
point two: injuries that have his children in view of the fact that his wife teaches logic
point three: the fellatio is a good way to pass the exam?
point four: God damn YOU TO CHRIST TO SIR LIPTON HAIS TII DE SHIT AND ALL OF YOUR ENGLISH Dispute of Scrotum Purulent GOD OF CHRIST
Regards.
all credits to D.
Hello,
are un'inetta.
Me and my other friend wondered how inept, despite having followed (almost) everything run its course, we do not know how the fuck you book. If we do not remember the lesbian and queer, Terry and Maggie to her friends. Let me know if
:
one point: she is Voldemort
point two: injuries that have his children in view of the fact that his wife teaches logic
point three: the fellatio is a good way to pass the exam?
point four: God damn YOU TO CHRIST TO SIR LIPTON HAIS TII DE SHIT AND ALL OF YOUR ENGLISH Dispute of Scrotum Purulent GOD OF CHRIST
Regards.
all credits to D.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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!!
Finally the institution has given us a list of documents to prepare for Sri-Lanka! I am very happy about this ... because this wait since we have no mandate to do anything drove me crazy.
short, Sri Lanka did not even know of our existence .... this meant that even the real countdown to us had not yet started!! Grrrrr
Nevertheless, I strongly believe that every day is a day less each day ... and I spent close to our son, so there is NEVER a waste of time!
The next days will be devoted to this thing, I will do everything possible to put less time ... even though I know very little depends on us ... the Municipality, the local health authorities, the prosecutor, the Prefecture and the Court of ... I hope we put them to work as expeditiously as possible: my son are waiting damn VELOCIIIIIIIIIIII FATE !!!!!
Yesterday we also did the second day of the course at the institution.
Day dedicated to the child (the first day was dedicated to parents), we have seen in the opening shot a video a few years ago in an orphanage in Bulgaria and from there the morning was spent talking about our impressions on the state of children, as we could meet our son, how would we react to and possible "diseases" that could have.
The impact is still strong ... for all couples ... and a lot of fear. But then
hope and love that we all have inside help to overcome, at least psychologically, these moments where you think you can not win.
the afternoon we worked in small groups on the true stories: stories of children with different profiles. An analysis on the child and strategies to address it.
are important these days, however, that help you grow and get ready to face some problems.
Another small step was taken.
Down
Finally the institution has given us a list of documents to prepare for Sri-Lanka! I am very happy about this ... because this wait since we have no mandate to do anything drove me crazy.
short, Sri Lanka did not even know of our existence .... this meant that even the real countdown to us had not yet started!! Grrrrr
Nevertheless, I strongly believe that every day is a day less each day ... and I spent close to our son, so there is NEVER a waste of time!
The next days will be devoted to this thing, I will do everything possible to put less time ... even though I know very little depends on us ... the Municipality, the local health authorities, the prosecutor, the Prefecture and the Court of ... I hope we put them to work as expeditiously as possible: my son are waiting damn VELOCIIIIIIIIIIII FATE !!!!!
Yesterday we also did the second day of the course at the institution.
Day dedicated to the child (the first day was dedicated to parents), we have seen in the opening shot a video a few years ago in an orphanage in Bulgaria and from there the morning was spent talking about our impressions on the state of children, as we could meet our son, how would we react to and possible "diseases" that could have.
The impact is still strong ... for all couples ... and a lot of fear. But then
hope and love that we all have inside help to overcome, at least psychologically, these moments where you think you can not win.
the afternoon we worked in small groups on the true stories: stories of children with different profiles. An analysis on the child and strategies to address it.
are important these days, however, that help you grow and get ready to face some problems.
Another small step was taken.
Down
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
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Perhaps in the foot.
Friday I should have known right away. That something had changed. But hope, stubborn as ever, has prevented me from seeing things clearly. Arrival
usual bar: Outside the stacked chairs, tables inside the closed umbrella.
hardly recognize him.
Let's go. Robert gives "our drinks" (what we now know) and says, "you should immediately take place at the table."
And there the flashback.
time ago, on a any City, I read: "They will be tightened measures against alchol. Young people no longer have to die on the streets." I took it as a silly threat, and nonchalantly threw the box on the first page. Instead, the Prefect (his maestade) maintained the promise. Friday
my rum & cola chehodovutobereallagocciaperandareafumare screaming misery, despair, revenge.
I cried my heart to read on the fridge of beer "do not sell alcohol after 21" (which is obviously a lie, but my heart is crying the same).
I appeal to our dear Mayor (while you're at instead of the crusades against the windmills would help me a lot REPAIR THE ROADS why risk death every time I get in the car even if I do not drink ah ah ah ah) and our dear Prefect: DO REVERSE! SALVAT! DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT THERE WERE GIVING in the foot?! You are not nice to me, and I bet that if I knew I would not even nice to you, but I'd really like to avoid having to go to the polls, with all the moral issues that puts me, I swear my hair fall out (is not it).
No, no, I'm serious. Because if the tidal wave has suddenly sunk, sinking in front of the ridiculous protests against Chancellor ... FINE ... that being so silly and hypocritical to trigger riots sucks even Berlusconi ... well ... these new measures antigiovinezza combined with the previous anti-smoking legislation (thanks Sirchia) can have destabilizing effects on the galvanizing movement. Seriously: take out the smoking, drinking, drugs, makes for young-minded glossy, free of any valve vent. My Italy, Italy at beautiful: do you really think that it was prepared to this?
And now the existentialist angle: that I try to give a chance people, I try not to listen to my best friend, but then these people can not deny it, indeed, he alone sussungono for example flesh than he is right. I fear the moment will come and ring the bell and jump on my desk in a thong and dancing to Hawaiian garland "tel'avevodetto.
Friday I should have known right away. That something had changed. But hope, stubborn as ever, has prevented me from seeing things clearly. Arrival
usual bar: Outside the stacked chairs, tables inside the closed umbrella.
hardly recognize him.
Let's go. Robert gives "our drinks" (what we now know) and says, "you should immediately take place at the table."
And there the flashback.
time ago, on a any City, I read: "They will be tightened measures against alchol. Young people no longer have to die on the streets." I took it as a silly threat, and nonchalantly threw the box on the first page. Instead, the Prefect (his maestade) maintained the promise. Friday
my rum & cola chehodovutobereallagocciaperandareafumare screaming misery, despair, revenge.
I cried my heart to read on the fridge of beer "do not sell alcohol after 21" (which is obviously a lie, but my heart is crying the same).
I appeal to our dear Mayor (while you're at instead of the crusades against the windmills would help me a lot REPAIR THE ROADS why risk death every time I get in the car even if I do not drink ah ah ah ah) and our dear Prefect: DO REVERSE! SALVAT! DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT THERE WERE GIVING in the foot?! You are not nice to me, and I bet that if I knew I would not even nice to you, but I'd really like to avoid having to go to the polls, with all the moral issues that puts me, I swear my hair fall out (is not it).
No, no, I'm serious. Because if the tidal wave has suddenly sunk, sinking in front of the ridiculous protests against Chancellor ... FINE ... that being so silly and hypocritical to trigger riots sucks even Berlusconi ... well ... these new measures antigiovinezza combined with the previous anti-smoking legislation (thanks Sirchia) can have destabilizing effects on the galvanizing movement. Seriously: take out the smoking, drinking, drugs, makes for young-minded glossy, free of any valve vent. My Italy, Italy at beautiful: do you really think that it was prepared to this?
And now the existentialist angle: that I try to give a chance people, I try not to listen to my best friend, but then these people can not deny it, indeed, he alone sussungono for example flesh than he is right. I fear the moment will come and ring the bell and jump on my desk in a thong and dancing to Hawaiian garland "tel'avevodetto.
Friday, January 23, 2009
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Do not say that I have not tried.
Seriously, I tried with all my strength.
But I just can not help it.
And I know it hurts.
But it's stronger than me, and he always wins (as a comma before a conjunction, take a breath, break).
I hear, the breath, that is, that comes into my meat hot and moist, penetrating my empty and burns whatever it touches. I feel it coming down, and pain above the pleasure of an addiction acquired with difficulty.
I know it hurts, I know I should stop. But in the end he wins.
And my breath is shorter, and the accelerated heartbeat.
I should quit but I can not.
I can not close my report with smoking.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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The process in the province of Emilia Romagna in Milan
A brief summary of the process we get the path to fitness:
October 24, 2007: delivery and willingness to adopt national International at the Juvenile Court of Milan
12 December 2007 - 11 February 2008: interviews with:
social worker (at the ASL of Gorgonzola - we are the province of Milan) - one of the couple and a home;
psychologist - a couple, only one wife, one husband and one last pair again.
February 25, 2008: delivery report to the Court of Milan (obviously made by ASL)
April 1, 2008: social services report read at the ASL.
May 22, 2008: final interview with the Judge Juvenile Court of Milan.
July 7, 2008: withdrawal of the decree of eligibility for international adoption.
We have been deemed suitable to the adoption of a minor alien
October 29, 2008: We signed the mandate of the institution "Airone" Azzano San Paolo (BG). We have, with great joy, also chose the country: Sri-Lanka.
E 'was love at first sight, having seen several.
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A brief summary of the process we get the path to fitness:
October 24, 2007: delivery and willingness to adopt national International at the Juvenile Court of Milan
12 December 2007 - 11 February 2008: interviews with:
social worker (at the ASL of Gorgonzola - we are the province of Milan) - one of the couple and a home;
psychologist - a couple, only one wife, one husband and one last pair again.
February 25, 2008: delivery report to the Court of Milan (obviously made by ASL)
April 1, 2008: social services report read at the ASL.
May 22, 2008: final interview with the Judge Juvenile Court of Milan.
July 7, 2008: withdrawal of the decree of eligibility for international adoption.
We have been deemed suitable to the adoption of a minor alien
October 29, 2008: We signed the mandate of the institution "Airone" Azzano San Paolo (BG). We have, with great joy, also chose the country: Sri-Lanka.
E 'was love at first sight, having seen several.
Down
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
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remember that you will die
When you can not raise your butt off the chair all day, for several days in a row, maybe, just maybe, you have overcome the threshold of fancazzismo and maybe, just maybe, you're just depressed.
the end off.
When you can not raise your butt off the chair all day, for several days in a row, maybe, just maybe, you have overcome the threshold of fancazzismo and maybe, just maybe, you're just depressed.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Crown Royal Swing Bottle
Wednesday: first university exam of my life, voting 30 (thirty).
vent a bang. Now I have to prepare
logic, fear. Details newspapers very uninteresting.
Apart from that, some people still have not learned the difference between an unfortunate statement and a subtle accusation, and that boredom, I will subisco the consequences, of course. The whole thing very uninteresting. I'm bored to death. Why do people tend to speak without knowledge and create problems where there are no problems. I, however, I have no problems, and if I ignore them until there are no slam on the snout, and so far I have always gone well. The bottom line is: Get out and get a life. How Not to mention the serious problem of people gnawing without reason: the fact is that I get taken seriously when they talk seriously, and are not taken seriously when I talk seriously. But it is a problem that freaks me only indirectly.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Best Bodyboard For 200
Uin
resumes life on nomentana.
help
resumes life on nomentana.
happens.
The other morning I was obviously too late (ritardissimo) and I had to go to the lesson of the History of Medieval Philosophy aka the sleeping pill. To get there I would have to TRAVEL a staircase of iron, which previously tried to kill me, failing that, then, as they are a person who knows usarela mind to solve practical problems, I decided to take an alternative route, which consists of low marble steps easy to follow. Within, running out of breath, climbed over the boards, climbed over the people standing in the hallway busy watching the shoes, sling me in the hallway, I climb the stairs ... locked doors. A guy comes out from a door nearby and invisible to me screaming "AH". The door closes instantly (Hence the question that has not figured everything). help
Friday, January 9, 2009
Where To Watch Vietnamese Movies Online
Today, after nearly ten months, I think I'm officially back to writing.
And I also understood what was the problem: I became a person who expects things to happen by itself. But unfortunately, ink and pencil, or keyboard and Word is, the sentences are not written by himself. Problem solved, everyone happy. Now just gotta get the disease, the examination of 14 pass unharmed and I'll be a happy person ... no ... I am a person! yeah!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Florida Gators Tim Tebow Cake
I often wonder why I rarely refer to my life quotidina and blablabla.
do not do it because my life is findamentalmente very boring and repetitive:
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