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Albanopumpkins 2010 - Mellon Collie and endless power

business? No, the album is free.

Lack of ideas? It does not seem right, inside there are artists with a capital in the last two years have delighted our ears with some great productions.
An act of madness? It is likely, but even more a tribute to a great record (double), which marked entire generations and still continues to claim victims.

'Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness' album is one of the most important for the career of the Smashing Pumpkins in twenty-eight tracks that largely sums up the creative abilities of Billy Corgan and company, giving a demonstration of how to bring together so a lot of different styles blended so beautifully homogeneous. The (neutral) project started by the band of Syracuse Albanopower .

According to legend, the band was on a van in the direction of Naples and had just inserted into the CD player of their minibus MCIS it went something like this: "And if we do a cover of this album?" . Answer: "And if we do everything?" . After realizing that re twenty-eight tracks would be incredibly grueling work and that the first listeners of this album would probably have been their children, the Albanians have decided to use a very simple tactic, at least in theory: the division of labor. Involving about fifty musicians, both known and newcomers, who share a boundless creativity and put coal in the locomotive of the project.

In the lineup you will find, in addition to Albanopower course, Waines, Cesare Basile , action set, the Casador Alessandro Raina and many other names you've heard and listened to many times. Needless to comment on the effort against Lorenzo Urciullo voice of Albanopower , coordinating all these musicians.

But as the result? Good, very good indeed. Work which does not kill the beauty of the originals, but rather gives added value with an immense modesty and honesty. No claim to surpass the original, mind you, but this is already clear from the intentions of the musicians. A tribute, well done to one of the best bands we have ever been in rock and an album that after fifteen years is still present and a source of inspiration. Billy Corgan has even talked about the project Albanopumpkins the pages of his Facebook profile. Not bad right? The

Albanopower have a very prolific relationship with Christmas and this disc does nothing but repeat.

Johnny Cantamessa

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Lancettemunitedirotolidilanasfioriti

Pre: Adolescenza.Post: Filtration, removal, liberation, reunification. Remember
tradotti.Diffusione neurotrasmittente.Dunque.Desiderio report.
always requires an analysis of know-how.
"Life is short." Fairy tales and favole.Partner of giochi.Persone active.
Stereotypes. Solitude Solitude = choice. = Loneliness loneliness suffered.
Loneliness is the feeling alone, as idleness is the point of boredom.
brain plasticity.
Modificabiltà and growth.
Learning and changes in synaptic level. Change the number of connections.
Network.I phenomena associated with a new learning are realized immediately with a change in the amount of neurotransmitter released in the synaptic terminal or collected from the post-synaptic receptors, or activation of mechanisms of presynaptic inhibition or excitation, and stabilization acquisition, with the opening in the cell body of a process of protein synthesis that will lead to permanent modifications of the cell.
Gia.
the great banquet of Nature there is no vacancy for him.
The parish does not have the resources to help their poor.
compulsory labor remains a stronghold of welfare policy.
= braccia.Precarietà Bras, unemployment, underemployment, falling wages, rising prices for basic needs and saving for old age.
Prevent caymans and caymandes going to bother asking for alms in the churches.
hemp shirt, hemp socks, shoes, briefcase, canvas skirt ordinary, under ordinary canvas bodice, bodice mezzolana, striped canvas overcoat, similar apron, handkerchief from his back, similar to the nose.
Donne.Verona1821.

Archivio.Macchina.Immagazzinamento and warehousemen of thought.
Read, highlight, underline, summarize, impress.
is what they are become.

Stravagante.strizzare.marchette.leggibili.di.denso.profumo.di.miele.
Rovine.capaci.di.mordere.saccenti.fili.di.ozio.
necessità.corvovolante.di.nera.pece.ed.amianto.
lavate.sorrisi.bevande.sottili.colpiscono.tenui.ricordi.sinceri.
stranite.espressioni.di.candido.fluoro.magnesio.per.nerd.
leggete.sui.vetri.sfreccianti.giornali.giornate.camice.giacconi.pellicce.e.ladroni.
rubate.convogli.armi.e.terrore.
Marcianti.testamenti.morire.di.rosso.in.un.pozzo.
Censimenti.velati.di.colmo.marcire.rendete.serpenti.striscianti.silenti.
Minacced'aborto. In.abile.colpo.rondelle.semivuote.bucate.facciate.
legami.di.storie.travolgono.treni.fermate.quell 'orrido.in.nubile.zelo.

Parkur.natalizio.su.tetti.e.mattoni.di.morti.in.cella.al.freddo.anchedopoilmorire.



after studying today I let my brain go out the first words that pass.
No connection, no logic. I let them go out and I am writing to you.
Maybe someone will find us a sense, an interpretation. And after
summarize the only thing strange in the last sentence of the day far apart.

This explains the sketch.

Happy holidays and happy new year end.

Door Breaking Iron Gym

Nicholas Carnes

Just ask Tim Burton to make a portrait of Robert Smith of The Cure: what comes out is Nicholas Carnes, nested-haired singer from Palermo, already considered a good reason for the small Sicilian musical genius.

's music Nicholas Carnes is a small world in the balance between reality and dream built around a clever architecture of words, with the lyrics of his songs that have already become an icon for a generation of young people.

folk guitars, new wave keyboards, drums and vocals noise from songwriting. Nicholas Carnes manages to mix in a personal and unique sounds obscure British with the Italian sun and more sincere. His musical reference points are admittedly the Cure, the Smiths, Battiato, Tenco, Ciampi and De Andrè. These are big names that appear in music Nicholas Carnes of only as intangible and insubstantial presences, ghosts conjured up just to try to give a coordinated music to his art.

Although someone has already compared to Dent, Nicholas Carnes manages to undermine any comparison vividissima leveraging the power of expression in his lyrics, which is undoubtedly one of its strengths. You go from wistful evocation of a better life (I want to go to Zanzibar ) looking for something that can cover a distance of all'algida unrequited love (My scaldasonno , with the momentous final phrase "the life can be summed up in a song, is that nothing lasts longer than three minutes). shiny and bitter criticism of an unhealthy passion for the entertainment (Hollywood dreaming) is however balanced by the celebration of the great film legends ( Cineforum ). A light-hearted bitterness that emerges from a seemingly harmless girl who dreams to meet Ringo Starr ( Matilde), and glossy pop to end it will break down the body mass cole ( Shot ).

But his manifesto ed'intenti is without a doubt " I have little imagination. " And if "the problems are not enough to write songs" Nicholas Carnes must have found another device and a secret way that allows him to write songs that through word of mouth and the Internet have already become live a poetic manifesto.

success and low capillary to Nicholas Carnes, that without the clamor of the circuits cultural official, has managed to create a substantial group of dedicated fans across Italy, thanks to full-bodied tour that has seen around the company premises in the shadow of confidentiality Francis "Foggy" Pintaudi on guitar and synth and passionate exuberance of Just the opposite current to the battery.

Nicholas Carnes is also one of the few cases in which a singer is able to gain visibility the Italian indie scene and to is known to a large number of people without having yet made a record (in this time registration for the Malintenti records).

And if the words do not believe so much the better: go and see him live.

And maybe you'll like me writing about him.

Vanessa Castronovo

ph. Daniele Lazzara

Will My Dog Die From Mouth Cancer

All directions








An empty primordial and pre-umbilical.
neurons active transmission in computer mode, "all directions".
confusion and clashes.
hiccup, as they say.
A time bomb wrapped the bottom of the heart connected to a red wire from the superior vena cava to the dendrites of the last neurons of the brain.
Tictictictictictic.
There is no room even for the TAC.
Run fast, do not turn around ..
fire and explosions, gasoline and broken bottles.
Manganelli, sticks, helmets and shields. Anger.
So even inside me.
Bombs paper in a function-oriented system in which organs are "little deaths" for "small births" fading too fast to be able to retain that feeling of joy.
A synthesis of reason and feeling that instead separation there is the cancellation of both parties, there is a sitting trance the whole spirit chained in the body.
A pressopoco direct contact with the sacred.
Sometimes the conflict between sacred and evil weakens me .. That
insane pounding beat of pleasure ..
For what I wanted to do and I did not ..

A sorcery under the breastbone that is growing from year to year stronger and more wise, more feared by others ..

five hundred and sixty miles to find the abstraction from earthly dimension,
Wirikuta to meet and talk with words in reverse, I should say that because
the sacred is so sacred that makes it quite differently.
You know I'm shaking and I'm not cold.
And I think I feel confused and happy.


And chicken wings cut off and sent by messenger to the alleged réponse stifling of this disease.
Then the ecstasy, the vision of the deer, still with his head bowed magnificent and stately horns, the hair smooth and soft, feel the emotion to close all airways and breath.
remain hidden in silence to observe it. The animal
sacred shed His own blood allowing growth of corn in the fields and that the wealth that will give the peyote need to touch the transcendental essence that so we imagined.
Maybe lose the love for the little things.
There is no reason to feel what I feel inside. complain and say futility.
must continue to cultivate their intelligence beyond of all evil, of every thought and concern, even in the face of death, even during the period of old age must train the mind and the body to be able to slow the deterioration of their capacity.
And if you want to die? Die first? Before we are forced to become distracted by not thinking of his body lying in a coffin? Nobody asks if anyone prefers it? There are concerns about post-mortal life, there are concerns of pain and disease, there are concerns of social exclusion and loneliness, is concerned with the loss of loved ones, there are concerns that the vacuum will be left after, there are concerns the transport of his body in a cemetery next to the other deaths, there is careful not to leave any evidence, we worries about not having done enough. But who cares about those who do not want to worry about?


endure what kills me most, however I could stay true to myself, do not heat slimy smiles , between good and bad I've already decided. Infuse know that appearances do not deceive me, I've only ripped a bit 'of silence. easy to answer as you can get anything you want, hast just ripped a bit 'of silence, you just wasted your breath noble.

And again. still feel those feelings.
Mayday mayday. Rush. again. And again.
will think too much and that I should not.
Lately flee.
Escape from any situation that requires me to think, to try something, anything to recommend.
And you know why? Why I do not know where to put these hands through his hair are tired of them.

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not worry to think bad things.
Let us instead if you still feel.

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Work in progress

The music is coming back.

Half Socks For High Heals

It 's like ..

It 's like when there's nothing to do but to wait for another day ..
Another day ..
I'm keeping everything inside ..
hear the fuse of the bomb that I
stomach shorter increasingly sparking
on the walls of anxiety.
Tengo everything inside.
I'm quiet.
You can not talk.

THIS 'MY MIND: 1
the Nameless
2 my rational mind
3 my mind desperately sentimental love
4
dialogue that comes from the mouth
Dialogue thought


the Nameless "Shh . fuck you talking about? Shhh. "
desperate mind "E 'but .."
my rational mind "Shhh I told you to shut up!"
desperate mind "I ..."
the Nameless "Shhh quiet! Quiet! I'll cut your throat!"
desperate mind "I tell you .."
the Nameless "Shhh I swear I'll take off my ability to breathe .."
desperate mind "I would tell you many things .."
the Nameless "Yeah yeah, tell him eye to the consequences .. well .. You are a fool, you're all wrong."
my rational mind "No nothing .."
my rational mind "You're a fool .. do not understand anything .. hurried footsteps, so if you repent then you tell him .."
desperate mind "Actually .."
my rational mind "You end up crying? End up fighting? Ill end up doing?"
love "I should not but .."
my rational mind "Yeah you should, you must be zitta.Glielo say or not Make up your mind you tell him .."
love "But .."
my rational mind "The finish to stall? Dirgliele.Taci not rather keep it to life again and aspetta.Devi paziente.Sai what it means to be patient?"
my rational mind "No nothing .."
my rational mind "Ecco.Paziente. You're going to ruin everything. Or has already ruined a bit '? You think things have changed?"
love "I do not know. I love him. I love him too much. I can not live without him and even if we wait for this .."
my rational mind "Yes, things change .. They change for sure," the unnamed
"I leave you one day because of these sketches .. You know yourself that sketches .."
desperate mind "I have a little 'scared of myself"
my rational mind "Well, sooner or later we'll see .."
desperate mind "mhmh if .. if .. When? In another two weeks? Sure?"
my rational mind "You're sure to be able to resist?"
my rational mind "Do not worry .. I'm in a hurry," the unnamed
"But if you're spouting? Do you feel your stomach? Do you feel anxiety? Gorge you no crashes? Tell him or be silent forever. "
desperate mind "But if Then I tell him he looks bad and I do not want .. "
my rational mind " And then what changes? shall we see and talk to resolve .. So do not solve anything .. "
the Nameless "Ahahahaha, and then you would not continue to say what you feel? AHAHHA What is the target to explode next week? Split a window or do you want something even more violent? course you want something more violento.Molesto.Con people. "
my rational mind " It 's no point in you, the nameless phenomena, you know already that it is can .. Even without your parole.Non listen. "
desperate mind " Bo Mh .. I do not know .. I know nothing. "
my rational mind "But for the case .."
the Nameless "No do not start with these things!"
love "By chance .. Sometimes ... "
the unnamed" You make me .. its worth ahahauha "
love " I think? Do you miss me? "the unnamed
" Here with you this just crossed the line .. "
my rational mind " No no, I did not want to ask .. Well then we feel .. Good evening "
the unnamed" You know everything this is not enough, you know .. You'll be awful tonight just for not saying something else "
love " I do not know how to behave No. .. Not enough for me. "
my rational mind " As you act? Just say hello and solve your problems alone .. You should avoid talking about just feel my stomach curl up and tell him that you no longer want to talk! "
love " But how do I do? I want to hear it .. Although for 20-30seconds more "
my rational mind " Do not change anything. Forget it. "
desperate mind" is that cambiano.E 'use the time available. "
the Nameless " The time?! Do you think this time?! You're chasing tenertelo him and try to feel closer and closer .. In fact he is thousands of years away from you .. And you also mean what you think and feel .. "
desperate mind " Gia. Maybe you're right. "
love "But no.Lui loves me and he is sick .. The so.Lo sento.Pretendo always too much."
my rational mind "I always give the blame to stop sola.Dovresti"
my rational mind "Yes, after a good night ..."
desperate mind "A kiss .."
love "missing something .."
the Nameless "But vaaaaa! But you're out! You're sick!"
love "A kiss love .."
desperate mind "Gia Love ...................... ........................ ....."

Well after having shown how I'm
I can go to smoke the last cigarette
go to sleep and hope that tomorrow the stress
sull'innominato not playing tricks on me ..
The rational mind has retained up to now,
but now it is against everything else in my head.

We will make the rational mind to impose itself on the mind in despair, the nameless and love?
In the next episode ..

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continue to feed the dark

not take it anymore.
I need to give us a stop.
I need many, many things.
Especially all those who had been distorted.
And those who fail and which would need an unspeakable at the moment, do not even seem to be priorities.
It is strange, and it is a continued repression of their being themselves.
dark times?
Of course it's always too late to be done, what is really needed.
It is always easy .. I do not even need to strive ..
Just open eyes.
And I know, but apparently I can not see it, let alone pass it, or maybe it is not the same.
But apparently dark times .. no?
I love and ever more intensely but ..
hurts too much to love in the total uncertainty that we can all
break into a thousand pieces.
Once the food, or food, or continue to try to weaken
until the puzzle is not clear until the pieces have no desire to reward kissing.
When the one hand there is this possibility,
the end,
this thought is still present, then the other
there will never be the strength and certainty,
there will never be a smile or a gentle,
only fear and coldness.
Phase rock.
Tetrafarmaco imperfect.

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We ..

SIAMOOOOOOOO WITH DAN-THE-TI-Nope DESIDERIOOOO
YOU WANT A FIREARM BANG-BANG-BANG YOU WANT A FIREARM BANGBANGBANG!


man made of water, useless'
THERE IS NO COMPARISON IN FEAR!

admit that's not really certainty still
but I think may be a kind of forecast,
a kind of radical change things I too .. .

not say no, do not you think, does not have a stimulus.
not believe in a higher level of
things you hide in a place called "I do not care"
condemns the pain of my life.

Enough! I need you!
Shake! I need you! Now! Give up
to understand, to give up your dignity,
agree to head down the process of assimilation

Enough! I need you!
Shake! I need you! Now! Why do you condemn
pain my life!


,
I feel burned coal in an abandoned inn hot for at least thirty burnt to the wrath of some crazy indomitable ready to do away with all this hypocrisy, with all that waiting at the counter, with all that nonsense and friendly conversation humming of the mountain men,
with all those reports you want, with all those liabilities
depression that made him a
failed, a man without character, without interest.
E 'color anger, bricks nausea, and paper wall-of-fear
is plaster mixed sadness, cement is indomitable doubt.
E 'silence of the place, the abandonment. The time after
vented in all its beauty stops.


Yeah, the time sooner or later leave you alone, sitting on a chair among debris and cables
the dim light of a shattered window in disbelief.
E 'imagination that gives rise to standing alone,
the art of photography to help reconstruct the pieces.
For a moment I seem to see it,
yes, that crazy, the one sitting at the bar, sad and dejected,
without anyone, without certainty, without art.
I seem to see the bartender and the bar,
people at the table, families, children and old.
also seems to me to see the floor and the stairs,
the pool is filled for a moment,
clean and warm ready for use.


Maybe it was to get in, at dinner, goats on the hills and grazing cows, typical foods and big, clumsy waiter decorated with dirty dishes. I seem to see that beautiful woman in the melancholy madman fell in love. Too alone, disheveled, ill-treated in order to be noticed or welcomed. Too strange, too shy, too thin, too old , too quiet, too inconvenient. In this society you can not afford Sgarro, you can not afford not to keep pace with the times, you can not afford to be especially yourself.

Eight-thirty. counter of the inn.
"Give me the usual"
"Red?"
"I told her the usual"
Glass.
bottle of red wine first down at the bottom of the glass then until the mid established.
"I'm give more, today "
" It 's a beautiful day? "
" Since he is interested in me? "
" I ask, do not usually say other things, what went well pay them "
" Not today, today is different, different for me, different for everyone "
The pleasure of the palate, the wine swirl in the glass, the reflection of his face.
He looked, at times sharp at times with red skin, sometimes sprinkled
entirely on wine.
And spinning, spinning and more harmoniously, without breaks or changes of direction.
Eight-fifty.
banknote.
"Keep the change"
head light, quiet steps, the creak of the door and slam its closure.
Time slowed, as if their desires to achieve were all at the same time.
the back.
Scale.
control intruders.
a hurry.
The smell of gasoline on the floor.
Box.
Match.
Scintilla failed.
Match number two.
broken.
Match number three,
spark, flame , bright eyes, not even a sigh, the launch ... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.
Well, now I feel that spark,
I feel the smell of gasoline,
I feel the anger and despair of crazy, I feel
the rotary motion of red wine in the glass ,
I feel the path of the final launch
e. ..
I feel the explosion.


Contra

Reference Letter For Study Abroad

Updates


Apart from the mood of this dark period where the anxiety, anguish, confusion, depression and uncertainty of all assail me, I still my path to university. I am happy to have chosen the University of Verona, not so much for the university, the organization and the place [which are pretty bad] but more for the people I met, the environment and what I'm studying.

Programme:
November 24 EXAM pre-appeal of the History of Philosophy from Thales to
St. Thomas
29 or November 30 for pre-EXAMINATION Appeal History of education and pedagogy
From birth to Don Milani
December 9 EXAMINATION minimum knowledge
December 13 REVIEW cultural anthropology
Part three
In early January EXAMINATION pre-appeal of the History of Modern Philosophy
Part
In mid-January the Oral History of Philosophy and History of Pedagogy
Philosophy on Plato, Gorgias and Kant, pedagogy in three books dedicated to old age.

say that superimpegnata , also say that they are not ready to spend some pre-appeals
and take them to the oral material for lack of time.

I want to know where is Dony, as it is ..

other how are you? Eni? Fighter? Alice? My dear Japanese? Silvia? Miriam? Musi? AND ALL THE OTHER? Appearance updates from you.

Sorry if you do not pass often, if not comment, but really my hands are tied by the study and from commuter Rovereto-Verona with lessons until 17e20. Good start weeks A hug

Lately many days I think .. C'est beau jour pour
a mourir, c'est un beau jour pour mourir ...

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Nevrosidisolitudinemistonauseaomicida

hate surprise
and be one step away from the need
you want to go one step further
six foam on the waves of thoughts that rush

on the hot rocks of this island


HEAD OF PLASTIC

live or die
I will stay here suspended
and all I know,
is dodge the wind.

SILENCE

Before going viaa .. I am an infinitesimal
me you me
only an infinitesimal part.
are an infinitesimal me you me
only an infinitesimal part.

GURDAMI, push me, LOOK AT ME LOOK AT HOW ABOUT

Volami next,
plows the time,
drink the huge breath forever,
watch me change shape after shape
and still breathe
your hair into a new day.

old defects.

I only know the sun only?
And I speak evil, but I think
worse.

THE WIND OUT MAYBE WE blow 'away from here,
THE EMPTY HAND woke up several' FREE.

Canenero back to sleep.
Away from these places
away from old fears
off these looks
away from boredom vulgar
away from the injury full of violence
fine dust of indifference.

FREE AS JUST FOR
give your street name and the last answer.
Away from those who give up and not let you groped
away from those who will not give up lying and mud
in all those blackmail hung out to wait
DEVICE AS DEFINED IN LOVE.

eyes down when you walk
in the foot that you treasure?
Eyes low skin of snow
in the foot that you treasure?
straight in the face never look at me.

THAT I HAVE TO SAY YET AGAIN STRONG ....

ps: do not you draw drastic conclusions

ps: I feel like a balloon is inflated more and more without the possibility of salvation

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Exibart.com

Exibart an article on the collective public in Imperia that are present with six of my works.

http://www.exibart.com/notizia.asp?IDNotizia=33545&IDCategoria=1


News section of the blog is available the catalog of the event.

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THERE

change my mind.

I do not exist for anyone.

NOT EXIST.

Fuck everything.

press Power.

Stop feelings to you.

Stop Thoughts to you.

Stop Concerns to you.

Stop Would you and your needs.

Stop You and Us.

Stop all the others.

Stop.

And fuck you too fucking unconscious, stop biting my stomach.

I hate you.

From now on I do not give a fuck about you me or any of our body, in my brain it's what will happen.

Anguish Fuck you too, with your train black and long hair in my face ..

Fuck You Anxiety, tachycardia with your breath and your breath ..

Consequences Fuck you, you are going to fall on deaf ears because now then you can set on fire in me I do not give a fuck .. more

Fuck the future, fuck what you promises, programs fuck, fuck, pink and sand castles.

Fuck you to the dark periods, which arrived so quietly behind that you do not even remember ..

want to fuck love, fuck the sweetness.

FUCK.

I never want to 'hear anything.

NOTHING

And it succeed '.

MODE ON PHASE ANESTHETIC

Move away from the yellow line through.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

EW THE uncaring, VIOLENCE W, W heeling, THE GROUP W, W THE NICOTINE

C'EST POUR UN BEAU JOUR MOURA

I do not want comments on this post,

avoid writing thank

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ComeBackOnlyLoneliness part two




ComeBackOnlyLoneliness

Every time I come back there is always and only loneliness, apathy gestures.
cold calls, stalactites of daily stresses and future commitments.
And each time point. Every time I hope that in addition to the list of daily events there is also something more, something small and on fire, something that beats, a little hedgehog that opens with a caress, a small meteorite full of universes cosmic significantly.
Whenever this drive from the stomach and bowels, abdomen and slowly up the gorge, between the vocal cords and the palate.
Not even a start, only a continuous push for something supersensible in all directions. as if a hand came through a cut in the stomach at the top, first as a fist then open to all five fingers deforming the wall .. And so in my throat, a hand squeezes the vocal cords, unites seemingly turning into a big and long X-chromosome, and thus also on the palate, behind the uvula a hand trying to get out of the neck. And the salt in his eyes, they burn and cry, cry and burn what it lacks soul .. love. And the distance is a lottery, and commitments are a perennial bad luck continued, "not knowing" and "postpone". Everything is hypothetical, everything is nothing until it actually is. Everything is hard, dry, expired, apathetic, cold, damp.
In the end you can smell, but this is not an end. This is the smell of loneliness, stress and desire of love, desire and will to the role of attention important for someone else, perhaps it is rather important among all the other distractions. You are evil, but not everyone is able to show what its like, not everyone is willing to say anything, likely to explain the mood and needs.
Will this body to take my soul in a cage, a prison of emotions of elevation, the censorship of freedom, failed to return to the state of nature. for free can be so bad that the first dedicated to the philosophy, truth and knowledge, but then we must die to get rid of their cell body. die. But who says that the extreme suffering of the soul can not remove the 'importance which normally takes the body?
Up to void, to make a single first floor: the chaos, the cyclone.
That tornado that sweeps away everything except the hand that pushes, knotting and deforms. Who says you can not die inside? Still temporarily.

Who says you can not make an effort? Who says I do not make the biggest mistake you? Who says that this distance must necessarily divide? Who says I can live without you I can not.


And without you does it mean without your attention,
your sweetness, your consideration for me between the commitments of life.
Perhaps there too.
not only work commitments, sports, legislative and passions.
Maybe ..
There Too.

And I say this with the strings Voice and chromosomal with the hand that is now double in the stomach and the palate, eyes burning and crying, his head and heart that wants to go out that does not want to think more [and vice versa]. I no longer want to feel bad, not with you, not for you, not for us.

Byebye my darling
this night is going to go on
and whitout you, whitout your thought



ps: do not read as you want, no I did not left with my boyfriend and I will not be with him, and moments that are just steps I feel tonight Contra

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comebackonlyloneliness






Again
away and find myself to embrace the void ..

The empty .. I wonder .. What does it taste? !

Acerbo funeral and post-nuclear herbicide mnemonic
napalm on the fire hydrant and living underground for the dying
tappoaschiopposudecelebraticonventidisantisaccenti.
flow.
The words and concepts.
and spontaneously decompose the chemical reactions involved in the work.
Dissentirecreasfiduciaordineesicurezzadallapartedelcittadino.
ScroccracK.
cracKcracK.
Pupils small, tiny,
ringing in the ears, confusion,
disconnection.
Vena Ardecore annoying punk.
spiezzo There are two dragon like the monster of the lake to build a lego and do so in the fire fuego .
I want you to fear, to tremble a bit
'your false certainties.
I want you to look in my eyes and know that I will analyze,
you read my mind and I read your body.
I want you to know that you make me sick,
things you own now you have .
I would spit in my face, to destroy
words and then see you fall,
return home to be with the same sand you dammed in the form of clay your damn mind encrusted with tartar and dementia.
I hurt you, destroy
where you look in the mirror to show you how many pieces I could play infinite puzzles and of course no solution that I could think of nothing ricomporvi after having been made.
I softly tell you that I am the terrorist, I am an immigrant, I am a political criminal, I, the subversive, the witch I, I magician, I rebel, I was the suicide bomber, I was the Satanist, I am the thief, the swindler I, am the Afghan el 'Iranian nuclear'm the boss, I was the genius of poisons, I am the anarchist, I Charon.
In no man's land Avaz avoidance and dead bodies are querra with someone but I do not know who actually
and was the great storm in the evening after dark and the rain is fine.
You skittles mangiatraffico paranoid, obsessive manias are dummies dipped in wax and painted on canvas megaphones without casting volume. You
models of spectra from London design with a giant clock instead of the pupils, and why
are no tar and salt in boiling water that makes your taste even more a la mode.
You are what you eat, you are on the table, the limbs are torn and stinking corpses of your previous, and all those who kill as cannibals in which you are torn to pieces, all your ephemeral identities aged every twenty four hours a day and changed into mounds Holocaust back to life by showing that in the eyes of those who see such horror-monster manjimbu you are.

And all this is my disgust and much more is hidden.
The girl turns into monster polite and respectful of anger and wrinkles.

are the mad puppeteer who holds your strings.


ps: Let alerts:
-no I have not left all is well with the boy-no
the text does not concern him and me or our history or our relationship or non-nneso
are not angry with you
-no I'm not dressing the role of a psychopath, I am
-no there is no precise reason for this, I just know that is what I feel and think for a while 'time
is the vein that I molesta
are madly in love with you-are-no cryptic
I do not expect a complete understanding of the text-
the question "What does it taste like?" there is a total departure from post-holiday return home from my boy-
Aliceandmyworld you've just got it, and maybe you're the only one can hear it in every way that I have written
-not for this you can not understand very well what you can try


CONTRA
good weekend

Dry Aged Beef Butcher Los Angeles

.. moments .. The ocean

"flows anaffective light projected onto the screen of the collective mind "

Good evening! Hours
17e25.
I spent the whole afternoon waiting for my boyfriend to finish work and in fact I'm still waiting for XD in half an hour or an hour
should be home.
I slept from 14 to 15e30, eating, smoking, vacuuming the whole house, washed the dishes, setting forth across the room, smoked on .. Well after two
weeks since we met at last we can spend some days together.
The uni is fine, I'm doing things to nerd that I never expected that I will auahuahu really want to do, picking notes and arrange them, read them, highlight them and sometimes to study ..
Yesterday I started to put all the notes attached, copy those that I have spent more, read chapters of the book for the next lesson, staple photocopies of the various groups, to study philosophy.
Well you everything I've done in the third, fourth and fifth high school I was asked in the first part in mid-November and a second in December
If .. if .. XD help.
I learned to never write more email to Prof. .. I had an argument on the second day with the teacher over the other .. XD moments to write ten lines of insults to send ..
The bridge of the dead guarantees me another day here, I get to class directly from here .. I'm leaving Tuesday at 7 alle10emezza arrival to class with a backpack bigger than me ahhauauh What scenes!
I keep meeting people and recruited from other ..
I met a group of 12-14 people every day who take the same train and my 6di these are also in my class XD Yeah

The table is not just indecent, sometimes we eat really well .. sometimes not .
They probably hired a cook who 10years ago is currently still in the same place and thus also for the attendants uahauhauh "PASTAAAAAA ?????" "Thank you" "A COSAAAAA?" "Sauce" FORMAGGIOOOOOOOOO?? " "Thank you" and then you run the plate uhauhauha
that of the latter is already quieter, does things speeeeeed .. "POTATOES, PEAS AND THANK ESCALOPE" takes the first one and then squashed flat in the second and the third in a record time of 4 Second you have your plate ..
eh ... But I understand there saran 5000studenti going to eat them every day!
I wonder Cause I can take turns.
I also understood what to take and what is not among the foods and where to sit and where not, with whom and who's not ..
I understood that nn should be taken a whole glass of coca-cola or you'll be a bottleneck, not to be taken the salad because it is counted as the second largest, should not be taken because the rice is raw, the fruit should not be taken if you are already in Macedonia, who say that the cake is included in the "complete" is boxed.
Good.
for my bad luck the other day I sat next to these two girls ..
Well this was not at all a very nice girl went on to say, laughing a list of five names of guys who would love her .. The laughter was like American TV series and even the gestures .. And the girl on the other side to give him rope "but it should be? Really?" so that the whole mess could believe and feel.
course would not have believed even the most troglodyte.
Second argument: "Did you see you yesterday episode of our favorite show? "
" Siiiii course, I do not ever lose me! Should the world fall! It turns out that Jennifer has betrayed Mark! "" BUT NOOOOOOOOOO? DAAAAAI? Do not tell me? And with whom? "" With Matt! "" Noooooo "" Yes, yes! and that's not all! Mary insiemeeeeee trial was put to Paul! "NOOOOOOOOOOOO THERE CREDOOOOO"

Here.
Never get close to them, do not just appear in the canteen.

Ore17e47
are from your past blog comment ..
Now I leave, I go to a concert tonight and tomorrow night .. I
Halloweeeeen uhauhauhauha zombie makeup ????? auhaahu
Ciaooooo

Walk Through Walls Cheat On Gpsphone

"New Figuration", Pinacoteca Civica di Imperia Imperia

Grow Brows Before Waxing

Bu!
inform you that I'm not updating because a friend of mine (in "real life") has slipped into my blog and has read a lot of posts.
Ooook tuttooo understand.
But let me feel inside gets closely. Let
to feel hindered.
is that my sense of freedom in writing goes to fuck .
holding me I can not write.
I can not write.
[I'll have to think of a solution for it -.- '..
you will gladly accept suggestions of any kind!]

I'm sorry, sorry. I'm not disappeared. I've got only a block.
thank contra xi its updates, I've put a positive on scary!
could not better describe the university environment! to think so I think I will MOOLTO k well, largely at least I get up from home then that's the problem in the end -.- '


ponder. I think I
and tortures the mind in the aftermath of sleepless nights and days. Ank
Sometimes I get the lights: positive moments, for example. Too bad then I
dimentchi easily as you turn the bulb -.- '
Maybe I'm coming to appreciate. Maybe I'm just choosing
the wrong thing.
In the university this time.
I hammered the head without I realized that I always set that one choice, that one direction.
Maybe I wanted to do the same.
Maybe I liked it so much that I wanted to be like her.
Then when the group heard of panic or things that seem silly me, I think I would be two balls to hear about all those things.
In fact I always sleep.


[.. when we are wrong there always seems that our sorrow is more important than all others. That ours is always a bit stronger and that others should also not complain about such trifles. Only later
impararemo any pain that deserves respect.
Any pain can make a bad dog. As
unfortunately in my head there is still some important lineup -.-]

Ok, I want to work with girls suffering from eating disorders.
But then I say, I would really succeed? I am reminded of being in front of a fiercely pro ana, one that after a year that they're still doing the usual speeches and she continues to say stupid things that girls write and Ribadiso on some blog.
come to my mind I resigned before the first nutritionist, poor woman! XD Ok
are not all like that. Most people who suffer from the euphoria of the early days not recall if the not so far away.
But here, I sometimes wonder if I could find the words in front of such great stubbornness.
If after a while I would be let go, how many people have done with me.
But then my mind is that if I had not found the anchor to hold on, I'd still be lost ,
for a little longer it is, or at least I feel it.

I k as I have always chosen the road longer and harder.
Pech are perfectionist.
But I feel left out that k, sn I heard (still I'm not capable) and I'm frigate cons.
Me I'm screwed everything.
Ank if those 10 years seemed an eternity cmq.
What the right answer?
may not exist.
Maybe this year will help me to reflect.

[.. if I trusted from the beginning maybe
x slim and healthy diet would be enough to make ua few months to get x k
weight I liked, but I have always chosen the path cm more messed up, NOT ex
TRUST want me, it took me 5 anni.Passando x dca. Without reaching the goal

Trust me, Lets have faith.]