changes, everything changes. Sure? Are you alone at home, you fight with your boyfriend, poor poor little wench Harmony. Did he call your ex, not by chance.
What are you in? Believe that life is not enough. Or that sometimes it builds up so much of life, within yourself, you need to dispose of writing the intestine and expelled. And purified. Six of those moments in your life when life scares you: strong light, disco music, alcohol, cigarettes, the sense of not waking up to go to work, buying clothes, kissing a man and make the 'love. If you are asking are you happy. But what?
You have a cancer inside you, making you not afraid to love anyone, and to grow old with nothing, without roots, you have left. Why? That is, your loved words you write and you want to punish him, even if you do not deserve it. Perhaps this is the sadistic, hurting others, and hurl scagaliata whip in the other vibrations of their pain, who knows when and where they grew up.
Your life sucks you on Facebook, that overexposure, yet wanting to be there. Where are the real relationships? Are those of friends and loves, that pass and go, that do not last forever? Maybe it's the internet, SMS, Facebook.
Why not fill a notebook of paper? Why would empty into the void of your mobile, and instead want to find him a stranger, an imaginary friend you want to take your hand, you speak to the ear as a popular music, want to hang out with people who love you and you look like.
Your pain body loses as you talk, but you feel that there are too many things to say, you want to understand why you create and solitude to create not endure it. Why do not want to hurt others and do it all. Why do not you go on your family for 7 months, why you want to see your friends but do not you take a plane, because you're lazy and not very courageous, because you're friends with your sister?
okay, now go take a shower, even if your body takes care already too long for your patience. Sometimes you think that the crisis of 30 years has always been, but now they're almost 27, and you got there, and nothing has changed. You're stuck, you would like a cleansing. Would you like to think, think of you, but sleep, and start again with life when you would be ready.
're thinking about Mark, you've met him yesterday by the parties to the case of Via Senato, and you thought that after Milan, every day, is so small. He would be a good friend, but you can not talk about bowel problems between a boy and a girl who is attracted, it would be ridiculous.
Plus you have discovered a few days ago that your ex boyfriend is not bad at all, and that while she is in Milan and the South you, you have photos where you found your friend, your cities' origin. What you do not hear more years, despite five years as a bench nearby. Everyone is replaceable, and your ex boyfriend seems happier than you, and you're afraid of being nothing more than recycling it, that's the truth. Although sometimes I think that your life and your life to be unglued.
My baby shot me down is going on.
