electricity loads are days in my city and my city
, fuck, are full of expectations for things that just I can not anticipate ... between the argument, not my wedding, the training period, the bureaucratic obsession with deadlines that are close to me ... Joint
of boredom, frantic waiting contocircuito, kamikaze mosquitoes, cigarettes, beer, blog update, turn on lights, turn off computer ...
... and then you arrive ... in fact you always arrive first, but in silence, and sometimes by almost
the impression of wanting to give the impression
not want to give
impression. But in the end you're still here, to accompany me in silence, I go along, I bear, I am pissed (and this is mutual), I appacifichi (with the world and you) ...
tomorrow
we decided as part of the nail and the Baricco
[read twentieth century to understand ...]
that tomorrow at 9:15 tomorrow
of August 28, 2008 will be a year ...
tomorrow
a year in one day, there'll be a year mica in a day?
I, while I think about it, I decided that all I have to say I leave tomorrow!
Turn off the light, happy love
Dreams
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