good prejudice ....
a kiss was great .... we're almost home, and cm every year you hear this great festival nn + cm
first time ..... this is very sad .... the first major holiday x all the religious has become the first commercial holiday, children xi + nn is the day when Jesus was born, but only in the evening where you receive mountains of gifts .... 1
try x enormous sadness all this, I find the first nn x motivation to continue to celebrate .... ah .... my poor little head buggy sometimes think, and if it were nn sn x traditional gifts this holiday would have been safe ke deleted a long time ....
well, but basically there is a bridge to school, so it's best ke has remained to this day ..... Anke on 24
make me dress up as Santa Claus ... ke me sad ..... but .... I imagine .... uff ....
well, but the money sn money ... then after I covered x shame of all this finally goes to the mountain .... my beloved Exilles ... 2 days of stress deserved all the people .... cn ke I will run into the house ..... x nn talk about dogs ...
but then I will get my love holidays?? Sxo d be able to stay on, while all will be back in town on 26 .....
then my start on 29 x Tunisia, my sister spends New Year cn the boy, and the usual lucky ke sn ... I spend my New Year's Eve alone in the house up to Exilles cn ke dogs are afraid of the barrel .. .. No wait .... yuppie ...
but now I think ke c could spend the whole night to do the project at least will arkitettura .... time ....
well, and always says Tonino cm to gianni ..... we are all optimistic!!
ke nn I will write again before Christmas d, x apprifitto then write a few little things ....
vedol'ora k-nn is Wednesday, so I can see part of my loved ones and friends .... vekki if anke xkè nn kapito well I should fight ...... boh ....
-Merry Christmas to all!! The gifts I give them to you as soon as I see you .... x some on Wednesday ...
-happy new year! D pass it better myself, enjoy the madness and nn think sad things (to me ).... then you'll be glad if you'll be happy ank'io ...
-night epiphany around ke nn sn d night, cn broken shoes, hat to the Roman, the first fuck up .... Take coal, and n is not even my double ....( I must explain it all .....)
soon, a big hug !!!!!
Friday, December 17, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Rogue Status Bed Sheets For Sale
BASTAAAAAAAAAAA
+.... CAN I DO NOT NOW SHIT PLEASE take away STO D MALOKKIO MI ..... SN ..... truly broken I Maroon5
NOW .... if one can let off steam MOMENT ......
WORLD GO to hell !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
... FIRST TIME ON THE BUS MI KE ANKE CIULINO SOUL AND LIFE I want to send a Thought SPECIAL TO ME KI KI scrub cell and made me the MALOKKIO .....
die DROWNING IN YOUR BAD DIARRHEA Viscidi and smelly assholes!!
AND THE NEXT KE try to touch qualkosa D MY PROPERTY WILL IMMEDIATELY and inexorably decaying ......
NOW THE ANNOUNCEMENT WILL BE ....... I repeat all doomed, bastards, and Bruce CN MY CELL TO HELL !!!!!!
WILL BE SCORED FROM MY MARK AND ALL CADRE under my control .... and I have fun .... VI Impaler, The YOUR INTESTINES ARE MY FOOD, YOUR BODY WILL BE FULL OF SHIT ....
stupid idiot .... you played CN VI HOT FIRE AND NOW !!!!!
thanks x outburst (I take responsibility for your death)
ah, I forgot .... ke anke is time, you have got to read this far, it was just a fucking xkè nn had to do, if No. I was just laughing at the back ..... I want to go back to when I was 17 .... then yes I was happy ke ......
ks FU
+.... CAN I DO NOT NOW SHIT PLEASE take away STO D MALOKKIO MI ..... SN ..... truly broken I Maroon5
NOW .... if one can let off steam MOMENT ......
WORLD GO to hell !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
... FIRST TIME ON THE BUS MI KE ANKE CIULINO SOUL AND LIFE I want to send a Thought SPECIAL TO ME KI KI scrub cell and made me the MALOKKIO .....
die DROWNING IN YOUR BAD DIARRHEA Viscidi and smelly assholes!!
AND THE NEXT KE try to touch qualkosa D MY PROPERTY WILL IMMEDIATELY and inexorably decaying ......
NOW THE ANNOUNCEMENT WILL BE ....... I repeat all doomed, bastards, and Bruce CN MY CELL TO HELL !!!!!!
WILL BE SCORED FROM MY MARK AND ALL CADRE under my control .... and I have fun .... VI Impaler, The YOUR INTESTINES ARE MY FOOD, YOUR BODY WILL BE FULL OF SHIT ....
stupid idiot .... you played CN VI HOT FIRE AND NOW !!!!!
thanks x outburst (I take responsibility for your death)
ah, I forgot .... ke anke is time, you have got to read this far, it was just a fucking xkè nn had to do, if No. I was just laughing at the back ..... I want to go back to when I was 17 .... then yes I was happy ke ......
ks FU
Saturday, May 22, 2004
Can I Bake In A Kenstar Oven
Beautiful things ...
Beautiful things happen. That oddity. Not that the good things that happen but I write a thing. Good things happen to me because even if there is a minimum of hope for someone to try something again, then probably you can even save the world.
No, I do not think of myself still in love, it will take its time and on the other hand, we know very little and we are beginning to give us confidence right now. Who is it? You will not know until things are not done. None that I know I know I told you so even if his name would not know who I'm talking about.
So I found myself almost to fail when I do not respond to messages, I found myself with my heart pounding between the tonsils while waiting ... things that I felt for a long time.
beautiful thing is that we have a mess of things in common. You could also define a "Andrea" in the feminine.
Why am I sleepy? Last night I went to bed at two and a half and half drunk this morning at 5:45 I got up to go to work. This afternoon the weir on the bed just got back from Milan and I slept until dinner time but is still not enough.
This weekend will be the last that I saw in this sorry state that I can go back to the next exit on Friday evening at least ... on future beyond the middle of June I do not know to make predictions.
There are days (like this morning) where I so do a job without shifts ... or at least not on weekends.
Perhaps it would be better if I could find a job as a clerk at the post office ... 35 hours a week, decent pay and a chair under your butt stuck with the attak. But then I go to work, I find myself happy but tired of what I do and then passa.Spero only that my time will be able to be reconciled with a life a little 'more rgolare going forward in time.
No, I do not think of essermene still in love but one thing I felt so not a lot of time.
Maybe there is hope, regardless of how it goes with her.
Beautiful things happen. That oddity. Not that the good things that happen but I write a thing. Good things happen to me because even if there is a minimum of hope for someone to try something again, then probably you can even save the world.
No, I do not think of myself still in love, it will take its time and on the other hand, we know very little and we are beginning to give us confidence right now. Who is it? You will not know until things are not done. None that I know I know I told you so even if his name would not know who I'm talking about.
So I found myself almost to fail when I do not respond to messages, I found myself with my heart pounding between the tonsils while waiting ... things that I felt for a long time.
beautiful thing is that we have a mess of things in common. You could also define a "Andrea" in the feminine.
Why am I sleepy? Last night I went to bed at two and a half and half drunk this morning at 5:45 I got up to go to work. This afternoon the weir on the bed just got back from Milan and I slept until dinner time but is still not enough.
This weekend will be the last that I saw in this sorry state that I can go back to the next exit on Friday evening at least ... on future beyond the middle of June I do not know to make predictions.
There are days (like this morning) where I so do a job without shifts ... or at least not on weekends.
Perhaps it would be better if I could find a job as a clerk at the post office ... 35 hours a week, decent pay and a chair under your butt stuck with the attak. But then I go to work, I find myself happy but tired of what I do and then passa.Spero only that my time will be able to be reconciled with a life a little 'more rgolare going forward in time.
No, I do not think of essermene still in love but one thing I felt so not a lot of time.
Maybe there is hope, regardless of how it goes with her.
Friday, April 16, 2004
Pink And Camo Wedding
taintedside @ 2004-04-16T20: 05:00
Shit shit shit. Lord you have to stop my make-up or dress or talk on the phone when driving. Ok, you want to impress on the trucker's side? Discover a leg but look back and remember to slow down for god! Touch me 10 days to collar (and pain) because of a svegliona in Milan-Meda has seen fit to take her instead of the cocks to be careful to stop avoiding the incazzatura and neck into pieces. She could die as his car which has split the radiator without leaving marks on my (at least that). And tonight I can not even drive.
Shit shit shit. Lord you have to stop my make-up or dress or talk on the phone when driving. Ok, you want to impress on the trucker's side? Discover a leg but look back and remember to slow down for god! Touch me 10 days to collar (and pain) because of a svegliona in Milan-Meda has seen fit to take her instead of the cocks to be careful to stop avoiding the incazzatura and neck into pieces. She could die as his car which has split the radiator without leaving marks on my (at least that). And tonight I can not even drive.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Compression Leggings Good For Sleeping
taintedside @ 2004-04-15T02: 43:00
I feel like dying. It 's like those lazy Sundays, tasteless, that you leave that empty inside, that should already be doing another on Monday to combine in some way there and fill that void damn, that sense of inappropriateness one's own existence, that stupid question "how much I am worth?" and who already know the answer I give will be "0" even if it is not entirely true, even if there are people who tell me otherwise, even if there are people who appreciates me and loves me for who I am.
not true. This world is not true because every mistake we make is inextricably linked to our own assessment that is more merciless than the most ferocious of the gods, making this life a living hell in which we wander without hope, dragging a hair shirt that marten soul .
I can not give me peace. I do not know me peace. I do not know me peace.
I am the ghost of myself, the most true that only comes out from here for those few who want to read about me, perhaps laughing over a be as useless as me.
I do not think I will ever get this feeling, even confessing my sins before God or against any other person alive or not.
If I had killed a human being I would probably just as well. Perhaps I killed a living being, the solar part of me that existed quell'Andrea and now has more space, even in drunkenness, not in excess, even in being with other people. I died and I was reborn. Off. I am reborn off, no light, no joy, no life, a bag containing many doubts and torments by twisting on itself.
At times I would just put an end to all this tedium, this is not to accept me, all this being terribly insensitive and fragile. Erase, forget, reset, format, and maybe come off and forgotten in a dusty corner of some cock in the cellar for years and years to be thrown away once and for all as something that encumbers the present with its load of stupid sentimentality in the past.
I want to sleep on and off, or hit my head and forget everything.
I feel like dying. It 's like those lazy Sundays, tasteless, that you leave that empty inside, that should already be doing another on Monday to combine in some way there and fill that void damn, that sense of inappropriateness one's own existence, that stupid question "how much I am worth?" and who already know the answer I give will be "0" even if it is not entirely true, even if there are people who tell me otherwise, even if there are people who appreciates me and loves me for who I am.
not true. This world is not true because every mistake we make is inextricably linked to our own assessment that is more merciless than the most ferocious of the gods, making this life a living hell in which we wander without hope, dragging a hair shirt that marten soul .
I can not give me peace. I do not know me peace. I do not know me peace.
I am the ghost of myself, the most true that only comes out from here for those few who want to read about me, perhaps laughing over a be as useless as me.
I do not think I will ever get this feeling, even confessing my sins before God or against any other person alive or not.
If I had killed a human being I would probably just as well. Perhaps I killed a living being, the solar part of me that existed quell'Andrea and now has more space, even in drunkenness, not in excess, even in being with other people. I died and I was reborn. Off. I am reborn off, no light, no joy, no life, a bag containing many doubts and torments by twisting on itself.
At times I would just put an end to all this tedium, this is not to accept me, all this being terribly insensitive and fragile. Erase, forget, reset, format, and maybe come off and forgotten in a dusty corner of some cock in the cellar for years and years to be thrown away once and for all as something that encumbers the present with its load of stupid sentimentality in the past.
I want to sleep on and off, or hit my head and forget everything.
Saturday, April 10, 2004
Pokemon Soul Silver Shiny Stone On Friday
Thunder
thunder. Thunders and the sky so black is beautiful. It was something I had not seen a lot of time. I think as you hear thunder, son of lightning, which bounce and made millions of human beings in its infinite lives short but intense.
Everything must be beautiful.
thunder. Thunders and the sky so black is beautiful. It was something I had not seen a lot of time. I think as you hear thunder, son of lightning, which bounce and made millions of human beings in its infinite lives short but intense.
Everything must be beautiful.
Wednesday, April 7, 2004
Walkthrough For Bloons Pack 3 For Iphone
taintedside @ 2004-04-08T01: 11:00
That tired! It 'been too quiet of a day job ... 50 check-in is a walk of health ... But I am preparing myself spiritually to the fair ... from 13 will not have life to the weekend ... there is that there will be bell pull to do ... Since
have left the hostess of the reception Lufthansa has become the second home of the Japanese ... continuamante I wonder if they realize what a smell of garlic emanating.
s'appendono for me a crown of garlic under each armpit ... and the night we sleep embraced.
Yesterday I went to one of our superior, unfortunately, there were just the Japanese ... the woman had passed to clean, but my god that smell! Those girls must have a stomach of steel to resist mephitic stale smell of garlic wafting where the Japanese people during the nights lying Italian ... But the Japanese are going to eat in 13 Savini barrel of private cars with which they are to take ... are the ones that fill us with the hotel (apart from the perverts who ask the "escort lady" at 8 pm to 11 or those who are going to your room a girl of 19 years and this comes after two hours apart from ... that go with her lover, who make up the trans, which make up their friends - there is a Spaniard who recently must have made un'orgietta among men only - men who do not get caught for bank statements his wife pay cash, in advance and without flinching rooms 250/300 € per night) hotels are so high-level ... But for now I have only seen a daily use (one that remains only for daylight hours and goes away before 19), a member of the clerical class with a lot of passport of the Vatican. He was so old that I know that not even Viagra would work with him and in fact there was not even charged a pornettino to pay tv. I wonder if people who do not watch porn and not the lover still exists. Yet the director is watching porn in the morning knowing that we come to know everything from prints of pc ... no one has ever told me, but I suspect that "Uncle" has also tried to bring someone in his superior double on the 6th floor. E 'useless, everything goes round and round revolves around sex, whether heterosexual or homosexual, transsexual or simply voyeuristic perversions of porn films via satellite.
The Japanese, however, do not watch porn. It usually does not even drink much from the minibar. The Japanese are fools mica: € 3.75 per half liter plastic bottle in Levissima mica them give up. Actually I will not give up. The Japanese make their mark with rigid suitcase of 256 different colors and do not consume. The Japanese will scrub the room key card because they want a souvenir ... I wonder what the Japanese make the Italian hotels. Many bed but a few extra nights. It 'hard to find one that you rub on the Japanese mini-bar, Italian, do you care, you care about the African, European attempts to fuck but the Japanese do not. For the Japanese pay to drink is a matter of honor. One morning at a check out there were two Japanese who were the exception: they had emptied the refrigerator of all there was alcohol. Smelled like taverns in the morning and were still wobbly but neatly marked on the slip of paper from the minibar everything they had taken. 60 € minibars. Ok, it's easy: € 5 blue ribbon beer, gin mignon € 5, € 7 chivas mignon ... insane prices, but they had guzzling bad.
you're wondering, "Why speak of all 'ste shit? Mica was tired? Go to bed?" the fact is that I have want to slip into an empty bed, that's all. It 'a long time since I have not slept in bed with anyone. Sleep and just kind of perverts! You know the rest so I do not miss, I speak of sleep, cuddles, hugs, sleep well ... short, long shot, hoping that at some point, as if by magic, someone to materialize in my bed and even though I scrub area and then I make it hard to sleep because of others 'hair in the nose, this satisfies my desire to have someone' s embrace.
Fuck are a pitiful case ... porc ...
Meanwhile I have become the most beloved of the reception, it will be because I make them laugh, because I am a bit 'rough and it takes me a' fucking ' and a 'slutty whore' when needed. Then I work well and although sometimes I want to be stretching beyond the marble counter to throttle some customers to have nothing else to say. And then I would head to Uncle no fear:)
guys help me find a girlfriend ???????? But seriously ... that is ... serious but I like it;) one with which I can have fun, that I can drink, that I can smoke, that I can play the playstation, I can talk without thinking you have to do with a total moron, which I laugh and cry if I do not Scazzi short, the perfect one, which ones with which I can say tonight is horn! " and she says "Yay !"... I have not the rest perhaps perfect?? = P At least, so said once ... how sad ... aaaaaaaaaaaah!
It 's the one and 10 and has been for a long time since I'm writing ... I drink a bit 'of water and go to sleep. Ladies and gentlemen ... good night.
Oh, porca eva, leave some comments every now and then!
That tired! It 'been too quiet of a day job ... 50 check-in is a walk of health ... But I am preparing myself spiritually to the fair ... from 13 will not have life to the weekend ... there is that there will be bell pull to do ... Since
have left the hostess of the reception Lufthansa has become the second home of the Japanese ... continuamante I wonder if they realize what a smell of garlic emanating.
s'appendono for me a crown of garlic under each armpit ... and the night we sleep embraced.
Yesterday I went to one of our superior, unfortunately, there were just the Japanese ... the woman had passed to clean, but my god that smell! Those girls must have a stomach of steel to resist mephitic stale smell of garlic wafting where the Japanese people during the nights lying Italian ... But the Japanese are going to eat in 13 Savini barrel of private cars with which they are to take ... are the ones that fill us with the hotel (apart from the perverts who ask the "escort lady" at 8 pm to 11 or those who are going to your room a girl of 19 years and this comes after two hours apart from ... that go with her lover, who make up the trans, which make up their friends - there is a Spaniard who recently must have made un'orgietta among men only - men who do not get caught for bank statements his wife pay cash, in advance and without flinching rooms 250/300 € per night) hotels are so high-level ... But for now I have only seen a daily use (one that remains only for daylight hours and goes away before 19), a member of the clerical class with a lot of passport of the Vatican. He was so old that I know that not even Viagra would work with him and in fact there was not even charged a pornettino to pay tv. I wonder if people who do not watch porn and not the lover still exists. Yet the director is watching porn in the morning knowing that we come to know everything from prints of pc ... no one has ever told me, but I suspect that "Uncle" has also tried to bring someone in his superior double on the 6th floor. E 'useless, everything goes round and round revolves around sex, whether heterosexual or homosexual, transsexual or simply voyeuristic perversions of porn films via satellite.
The Japanese, however, do not watch porn. It usually does not even drink much from the minibar. The Japanese are fools mica: € 3.75 per half liter plastic bottle in Levissima mica them give up. Actually I will not give up. The Japanese make their mark with rigid suitcase of 256 different colors and do not consume. The Japanese will scrub the room key card because they want a souvenir ... I wonder what the Japanese make the Italian hotels. Many bed but a few extra nights. It 'hard to find one that you rub on the Japanese mini-bar, Italian, do you care, you care about the African, European attempts to fuck but the Japanese do not. For the Japanese pay to drink is a matter of honor. One morning at a check out there were two Japanese who were the exception: they had emptied the refrigerator of all there was alcohol. Smelled like taverns in the morning and were still wobbly but neatly marked on the slip of paper from the minibar everything they had taken. 60 € minibars. Ok, it's easy: € 5 blue ribbon beer, gin mignon € 5, € 7 chivas mignon ... insane prices, but they had guzzling bad.
you're wondering, "Why speak of all 'ste shit? Mica was tired? Go to bed?" the fact is that I have want to slip into an empty bed, that's all. It 'a long time since I have not slept in bed with anyone. Sleep and just kind of perverts! You know the rest so I do not miss, I speak of sleep, cuddles, hugs, sleep well ... short, long shot, hoping that at some point, as if by magic, someone to materialize in my bed and even though I scrub area and then I make it hard to sleep because of others 'hair in the nose, this satisfies my desire to have someone' s embrace.
Fuck are a pitiful case ... porc ...
Meanwhile I have become the most beloved of the reception, it will be because I make them laugh, because I am a bit 'rough and it takes me a' fucking ' and a 'slutty whore' when needed. Then I work well and although sometimes I want to be stretching beyond the marble counter to throttle some customers to have nothing else to say. And then I would head to Uncle no fear:)
guys help me find a girlfriend ???????? But seriously ... that is ... serious but I like it;) one with which I can have fun, that I can drink, that I can smoke, that I can play the playstation, I can talk without thinking you have to do with a total moron, which I laugh and cry if I do not Scazzi short, the perfect one, which ones with which I can say tonight is horn! " and she says "Yay !"... I have not the rest perhaps perfect?? = P At least, so said once ... how sad ... aaaaaaaaaaaah!
It 's the one and 10 and has been for a long time since I'm writing ... I drink a bit 'of water and go to sleep. Ladies and gentlemen ... good night.
Oh, porca eva, leave some comments every now and then!
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taintedside @ 2004-04-07T11: 59: 00
Fantastic keep the windows open today. Do you want fresh air, you want amazing sun, want the mini bridge begins Friday and Easter I'll be home until Tuesday at 14 (c'mon!), I want to want to go, have fun, travel, do not sleep ... I do not know where he comes across this post ... I'm fine, by god. I'm in a situation almost ecstatic and it's very strange that I should say, and a feeling like that. In my mind (ok, I have little = P) I've never been so ... so full ... I do not know why but it's all so very wonderful ... and is not a question of doing good ... no pink bunnies, birds, anything yellow and green, no blue fish ...
Girls and boys ... good day! :)
Fantastic keep the windows open today. Do you want fresh air, you want amazing sun, want the mini bridge begins Friday and Easter I'll be home until Tuesday at 14 (c'mon!), I want to want to go, have fun, travel, do not sleep ... I do not know where he comes across this post ... I'm fine, by god. I'm in a situation almost ecstatic and it's very strange that I should say, and a feeling like that. In my mind (ok, I have little = P) I've never been so ... so full ... I do not know why but it's all so very wonderful ... and is not a question of doing good ... no pink bunnies, birds, anything yellow and green, no blue fish ...
Girls and boys ... good day! :)
Sunday, April 4, 2004
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Angelo
If I were human, I guess, I'd be happy
because only those who are not destined to be
can not forgive their sins.
If I were human, I guess, I'd be happy
because only those who are not destined to be
can not forgive their sins.
Saturday, April 3, 2004
Mcdonalds Meat Provider
taintedside @ 2004-04-03T15: 09:00
finally wake up ... To tell the truth is that in one hour walk, but want a chat with my parents, want breakfast ...
Strangely, I realized that I'm finally well (apart from the factor allergic) by the fact that I do when I wake up rested even after 9 hours of sleep after 23 hours of wakefulness. Strangely enough, I wake up energy without repeating: "Oh my God another day!" I could stay up a week and do not feel fatigue. I'm not totally out of control or splashed into a kind of artificial happiness, are simply serene. Of course I read it, written by me for more, does something, right? Are peaceful and just proves the fact that I even want to put a clean machine, which I do for a long, long time.
Creed. No, not in the sense that I believe in god ... in what we believe, but in a way my own. I believe in tomorrow but I think especially in today, in the present, I think I'm here and I do not think just to feel good, actually I'm fine. I believe nothing of what I have experienced so far will ever impress me as the magic that I could see tomorrow, I think that the mere fact of being alive and able to enjoy a sunny day is a milestone for me, for me the sun I always hated the color and also loving all that it alone can show us.
Moreover, the capacity of man shine only at night when everything is dark and only his hands can give color to life. I know my abilities, and pass me the vulgarity, slut bitch I was amazed. I did not believe in myself while I realized to be worth much, much more than people around me believe and especially a few billion times more than I thought. I know part of me that I did not think existed and only now that I see with equanimity I can give real value to those parts of me that some time ago I was upset, which made me think of being an absolutely insane and inhumane.
are stronger than they have ever been and that makes me feel good, I learned determination of silence and words, to contain the screams of rage and apply them in fact, who else deserves to suffer, cry, blow up the nerves, kill with a word or a glance, to be able to make derisive behavior that was annoying to me by people who are around ... I bought weapons in short. I bought so many other weapons and sharp and I realize that I fight with intelligence and great ability, with patience and I apply my strength every day, persisting and multiplying the effect of my thoughts exponentially.
I'm going to clean the machine now, later probably still write a few lines:)
finally wake up ... To tell the truth is that in one hour walk, but want a chat with my parents, want breakfast ...
Strangely, I realized that I'm finally well (apart from the factor allergic) by the fact that I do when I wake up rested even after 9 hours of sleep after 23 hours of wakefulness. Strangely enough, I wake up energy without repeating: "Oh my God another day!" I could stay up a week and do not feel fatigue. I'm not totally out of control or splashed into a kind of artificial happiness, are simply serene. Of course I read it, written by me for more, does something, right? Are peaceful and just proves the fact that I even want to put a clean machine, which I do for a long, long time.
Creed. No, not in the sense that I believe in god ... in what we believe, but in a way my own. I believe in tomorrow but I think especially in today, in the present, I think I'm here and I do not think just to feel good, actually I'm fine. I believe nothing of what I have experienced so far will ever impress me as the magic that I could see tomorrow, I think that the mere fact of being alive and able to enjoy a sunny day is a milestone for me, for me the sun I always hated the color and also loving all that it alone can show us.
Moreover, the capacity of man shine only at night when everything is dark and only his hands can give color to life. I know my abilities, and pass me the vulgarity, slut bitch I was amazed. I did not believe in myself while I realized to be worth much, much more than people around me believe and especially a few billion times more than I thought. I know part of me that I did not think existed and only now that I see with equanimity I can give real value to those parts of me that some time ago I was upset, which made me think of being an absolutely insane and inhumane.
are stronger than they have ever been and that makes me feel good, I learned determination of silence and words, to contain the screams of rage and apply them in fact, who else deserves to suffer, cry, blow up the nerves, kill with a word or a glance, to be able to make derisive behavior that was annoying to me by people who are around ... I bought weapons in short. I bought so many other weapons and sharp and I realize that I fight with intelligence and great ability, with patience and I apply my strength every day, persisting and multiplying the effect of my thoughts exponentially.
I'm going to clean the machine now, later probably still write a few lines:)
Friday, April 2, 2004
Lucky Dates Electro Refills
taintedside @ 2004-04-02T20: 14:00
Copincollo what I just posted on FIAPP (who knows me knows what FIAPP) ... is a thought that is for days around my head and that makes me strangely active, pleasure-strangely of my waking hours and my sleep (although last night I slept only from one until five and a half):
leave behind miles
and turning around to see the black road of red earth
as the best American films
in front of me yet she goes up and down, without fear
walking. No hurry
Starbucks waiting for the next stop on my side and maybe a few moments to sit
enjoy a coffee and then leave because the nostalgia of living
knows no fatigue.
That hurt, that pain, that tension
inner life of the evil oozing
is only a desire to get drunk
of it and live it, whatever it is and accept
toasting with red wine and peaches white.
The goal is not an end,
is the same as a travel destination, a purpose,
a conclusion worthy of the name only because
moving
things can be, they still die, and we like them.
Copincollo what I just posted on FIAPP (who knows me knows what FIAPP) ... is a thought that is for days around my head and that makes me strangely active, pleasure-strangely of my waking hours and my sleep (although last night I slept only from one until five and a half):
leave behind miles
and turning around to see the black road of red earth
as the best American films
in front of me yet she goes up and down, without fear
walking. No hurry
Starbucks waiting for the next stop on my side and maybe a few moments to sit
enjoy a coffee and then leave because the nostalgia of living
knows no fatigue.
That hurt, that pain, that tension
inner life of the evil oozing
is only a desire to get drunk
of it and live it, whatever it is and accept
toasting with red wine and peaches white.
The goal is not an end,
is the same as a travel destination, a purpose,
a conclusion worthy of the name only because
moving
things can be, they still die, and we like them.
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Mattress Covers For Moving
taintedside @ 2004-03-31T20: 00:00
I'm a dog. As usual the rest. One is comfortable with himself, and here come the problems of health, one is in good health and can not claim to feel good about himself. Me and my dick of allergy that is becoming more and more asthmatic connotation. I have to make a general broncotomia to my chest to feel better ... or at least I think this is the only solution.
Sometimes I wonder why god instead of the birches has put the parking ...
It is just beautiful the day is that I'm listening to the latest CD by Norah Jones and it's really cool, it is a girl to marry one, I hope to meet you so we can at least try:)
I'm a dog. As usual the rest. One is comfortable with himself, and here come the problems of health, one is in good health and can not claim to feel good about himself. Me and my dick of allergy that is becoming more and more asthmatic connotation. I have to make a general broncotomia to my chest to feel better ... or at least I think this is the only solution.
Sometimes I wonder why god instead of the birches has put the parking ...
It is just beautiful the day is that I'm listening to the latest CD by Norah Jones and it's really cool, it is a girl to marry one, I hope to meet you so we can at least try:)
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Rate Genx Antenna Booster
taintedside @ 2004-03-31T00: 37: In 2000
my God are cooked. Want to allergy, want the day that was not even full, however, was stressful I feel really grounded. Precisely for this reason this evening I will be brief and circumcised
P Ladies and gentlemen, good night and good rest.
my God are cooked. Want to allergy, want the day that was not even full, however, was stressful I feel really grounded. Precisely for this reason this evening I will be brief and circumcised
P Ladies and gentlemen, good night and good rest.
Sunday, March 28, 2004
Where Do They Sell Mini Motorcycles In Chicago
trip to Rome ... Click
I was doing a thought ... 1st of May ... The concert in Rome. I care little politicized or not, is always a beautiful concert, free, and perhaps even risk Pelù to see that it is one of my musical legends. Last year there were well Marlene, Afterhours and The Crus ... in short, all people that I like a lot ... then give me a chance to ride in the capital which is now over a year since I saw ... if anyone who reads this blog (2 or 3 people) want to go tell me that I do I put the last Friday of the opening so we start the 30 night. I will also try to arrange a hotel with little expense or because I go by train and then I only need a fountain to wash my car or if I need to go to sleep at least a bit 'before returning. I would make a nice group ... the invasion of the barbarians from the northern plains of northern Italy to Rome.
I miss the eternal city, I say this without strange memories to crowd the mind ... I miss I miss Rome and the Romans as well ... right ones of course;)
I was doing a thought ... 1st of May ... The concert in Rome. I care little politicized or not, is always a beautiful concert, free, and perhaps even risk Pelù to see that it is one of my musical legends. Last year there were well Marlene, Afterhours and The Crus ... in short, all people that I like a lot ... then give me a chance to ride in the capital which is now over a year since I saw ... if anyone who reads this blog (2 or 3 people) want to go tell me that I do I put the last Friday of the opening so we start the 30 night. I will also try to arrange a hotel with little expense or because I go by train and then I only need a fountain to wash my car or if I need to go to sleep at least a bit 'before returning. I would make a nice group ... the invasion of the barbarians from the northern plains of northern Italy to Rome.
I miss the eternal city, I say this without strange memories to crowd the mind ... I miss I miss Rome and the Romans as well ... right ones of course;)
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Pokemon Soul Silver Rom Antifreeze
night
Yes, do night, making night or rather morning. After eight hours of the employee with the most irritating my hotel I was involved in a wild night with friends and friends until 6 this morning. I did not
plus 6 from my trip to Argentina last November and there was not with all my friends (with all due respect to my cousin and George). Making night with a girl who was about a year I had not seen. Invitations to visit him a bit 'more often ... shame about the city where living: Bologna ... but not could live as I know ... in Seveso and Meda? With all due respect to Bologna, Bologna, and especially for "Mom" and Nanon who have a special relationship with Bologna ... maybe c'andrò May 1, hoping to be opening on Friday (I'll ask specifically) so you can start directly from Milan in the afternoon and give me a we .. hoping that some friends follow me:)
There are even people who meet only twice in their lives, and despite the excesses of their personalities we like tutt'eddue time ... What does it mean? The "Mother" that is always right about these things told me that there are people who deserve to get out from anonymity. Another person told me to stay careful not to suffer and not feel bad, the first answer here, then the answer chatting: who cares about get hurt! If I'm hurting means that they are still alive and have not yet become flesh and dying without feeling that I still can not calculate every move as if on a chessboard.
Yes, do night, making night or rather morning. After eight hours of the employee with the most irritating my hotel I was involved in a wild night with friends and friends until 6 this morning. I did not
plus 6 from my trip to Argentina last November and there was not with all my friends (with all due respect to my cousin and George). Making night with a girl who was about a year I had not seen. Invitations to visit him a bit 'more often ... shame about the city where living: Bologna ... but not could live as I know ... in Seveso and Meda? With all due respect to Bologna, Bologna, and especially for "Mom" and Nanon who have a special relationship with Bologna ... maybe c'andrò May 1, hoping to be opening on Friday (I'll ask specifically) so you can start directly from Milan in the afternoon and give me a we .. hoping that some friends follow me:)
There are even people who meet only twice in their lives, and despite the excesses of their personalities we like tutt'eddue time ... What does it mean? The "Mother" that is always right about these things told me that there are people who deserve to get out from anonymity. Another person told me to stay careful not to suffer and not feel bad, the first answer here, then the answer chatting: who cares about get hurt! If I'm hurting means that they are still alive and have not yet become flesh and dying without feeling that I still can not calculate every move as if on a chessboard.
Thursday, March 25, 2004
Loan Offer With No Upfront Fees
taintedside @ 2004-03-26T01: 05:00
Ah, casserole dish, I almost forgot! We also have an Irish tonight at 8 called an 'escort lady' for an hour or two ... my boy, get out and go to the ring road and take it in a hotel right? It costs even less! If you want to call please leave a comment or write in the box, tomorrow night I give all the details of the Irish fucker.
Ah, another thing ... less fun but ... tomorrow's strike ... and also my colleagues do ... all except two: Fabio (which will be the night) and Graziella, the spaccacoglioni, which in turn will end tomorrow ... Irish tonight I wanted to give him her phone number then thought well I've got and I know that c'avremmo made an embarrassing ...
Ah, casserole dish, I almost forgot! We also have an Irish tonight at 8 called an 'escort lady' for an hour or two ... my boy, get out and go to the ring road and take it in a hotel right? It costs even less! If you want to call please leave a comment or write in the box, tomorrow night I give all the details of the Irish fucker.
Ah, another thing ... less fun but ... tomorrow's strike ... and also my colleagues do ... all except two: Fabio (which will be the night) and Graziella, the spaccacoglioni, which in turn will end tomorrow ... Irish tonight I wanted to give him her phone number then thought well I've got and I know that c'avremmo made an embarrassing ...
Funniest Rookie Initiations
taintedside @ 2004-03-26T00: 59:00
Here we go again. One begins to sit, but really good for his business and here comes the proposals under the noses of all kinds ... it can not be more. This evening I have taken back home and lucky for Corinne now has to head to her boyfriend and just makes me a favor, but as she does it in a different ... Pamela. Too cute intern IULM (the factory of unnecessary) that after Corinne m'aveva asked to take her home she asked me too ... only that she has no problem with the boy ... is single for a long time and would not know what to find a nice boy, cute, sweet, available ... that sucks! I would have accompanied tutt'eddue, but I would have accompanied it last and I know that Pamela tried c'avrebbe shamelessly with me. Then we test with me well Nadia, an intern in the Brazilian department events, Antonella (that which has the 30 years and a name that I will not review next to mine), that the Christian name Andrew which has the likes so much that he called his son as well, the waitress Russian plans, the cook of the mess that they have 45 years, Klodiana, the bartender just married to an American and I still do not know how many more are proposed and it is not only kindness ... the digs and the traps are launched every day but I did not want this fish for bait. Up to 4 months ago
calm ... then all together ... is a bit 'as the history of check-in, relaxed, spent two hours talking with customers, with colleagues in the front office then ... the earthquake: A group of Japanese Miki Travel (30 pax) Lufthansa Cityline (4 pax) Lufthansa (6 pax) Individual (10 pax) Delta Airlines (12 pax) and you have to dispose of them as quickly as possible ... planning with a parent who is Japanese who has trouble with English but has its own problems with the nerve connections from the brain that articulate the sounds the vocal cords, and satisfies the Germans with their cock-smoking rooms, find rooms for individuals. 3 phones while playing in a baby cries, a mother screams the child not to cry, the child's father leads the mother because she screams, a herd of cows crossing the Hindu lobby and Turkish chefs we have for this week (on the mind of the buggy Our F & B Manager who knows who the fuck is recommended) is to bring the show to air and throwing knives for taking with teeth to general amazement and applause from the audience of the circus of my hotel.
At times I wonder who did it to me. But then, when I'm home and there is the Lady (not to say Troy) Shabarowsky Karen (a Canadian ... is it really true that a country that has as its national animal beaver the minds of the people that can not be invaded by termites) of 244, that any of us willingly throw down from the ninth floor, and I start to think about myself and what makes me so chronically depressed ... Well, I admit with all sincerity that my boys this work, however hard I are saving lives.
not work makes you free, let alone ennobles man, simply keep your mind busy and tired enough not to think about their own misfortunes.
"Excuse me, Could please tell me where I can find a Mexican restaurant where I can eat something Also That is not Mexican?" I know, I know I will miss these absurd questions from the Canadian Red always comes at inopportune moments to break the bales ... and if I give you a ticket out and terminated with respect to its assessment about hotel I swear that I open it and if I do not find all the positive votes ultra cloth and then I see them miss the plane and if the case returns to us from the give 751 at this time was that the bathroom is flooded, the TV is wrong, the phone does not ring and before I can give you the key to wait three hours on foot.
Good night, I hope it also happens to all of you a Shabarowsky in your life;)
Here we go again. One begins to sit, but really good for his business and here comes the proposals under the noses of all kinds ... it can not be more. This evening I have taken back home and lucky for Corinne now has to head to her boyfriend and just makes me a favor, but as she does it in a different ... Pamela. Too cute intern IULM (the factory of unnecessary) that after Corinne m'aveva asked to take her home she asked me too ... only that she has no problem with the boy ... is single for a long time and would not know what to find a nice boy, cute, sweet, available ... that sucks! I would have accompanied tutt'eddue, but I would have accompanied it last and I know that Pamela tried c'avrebbe shamelessly with me. Then we test with me well Nadia, an intern in the Brazilian department events, Antonella (that which has the 30 years and a name that I will not review next to mine), that the Christian name Andrew which has the likes so much that he called his son as well, the waitress Russian plans, the cook of the mess that they have 45 years, Klodiana, the bartender just married to an American and I still do not know how many more are proposed and it is not only kindness ... the digs and the traps are launched every day but I did not want this fish for bait. Up to 4 months ago
calm ... then all together ... is a bit 'as the history of check-in, relaxed, spent two hours talking with customers, with colleagues in the front office then ... the earthquake: A group of Japanese Miki Travel (30 pax) Lufthansa Cityline (4 pax) Lufthansa (6 pax) Individual (10 pax) Delta Airlines (12 pax) and you have to dispose of them as quickly as possible ... planning with a parent who is Japanese who has trouble with English but has its own problems with the nerve connections from the brain that articulate the sounds the vocal cords, and satisfies the Germans with their cock-smoking rooms, find rooms for individuals. 3 phones while playing in a baby cries, a mother screams the child not to cry, the child's father leads the mother because she screams, a herd of cows crossing the Hindu lobby and Turkish chefs we have for this week (on the mind of the buggy Our F & B Manager who knows who the fuck is recommended) is to bring the show to air and throwing knives for taking with teeth to general amazement and applause from the audience of the circus of my hotel.
At times I wonder who did it to me. But then, when I'm home and there is the Lady (not to say Troy) Shabarowsky Karen (a Canadian ... is it really true that a country that has as its national animal beaver the minds of the people that can not be invaded by termites) of 244, that any of us willingly throw down from the ninth floor, and I start to think about myself and what makes me so chronically depressed ... Well, I admit with all sincerity that my boys this work, however hard I are saving lives.
not work makes you free, let alone ennobles man, simply keep your mind busy and tired enough not to think about their own misfortunes.
"Excuse me, Could please tell me where I can find a Mexican restaurant where I can eat something Also That is not Mexican?" I know, I know I will miss these absurd questions from the Canadian Red always comes at inopportune moments to break the bales ... and if I give you a ticket out and terminated with respect to its assessment about hotel I swear that I open it and if I do not find all the positive votes ultra cloth and then I see them miss the plane and if the case returns to us from the give 751 at this time was that the bathroom is flooded, the TV is wrong, the phone does not ring and before I can give you the key to wait three hours on foot.
Good night, I hope it also happens to all of you a Shabarowsky in your life;)
Difference Between Flight Simulator X Deluxe Gold
taintedside @ 2004-03-25T12: 02:00
Ah, what a great night's sleep! We really wanted to and also there is the usual blinding sun, birds chirping, bunnies jumping in my garden that I kill the mood up with that I have today by doing good 'My Little Pony'. Grey aftermath of blue, green, black asphalt, body light and dark is what you can see from the office window. Later return back to work ... theory in the week should be over here ... But tomorrow I have to head out to a closure: 8 hours and 30 minutes in the company of my 'cronies' Graziella, his paranoia, his outbursts, his way of acting aloof and alone, because we will be more others go on strike. I think Saturday morning will find a dead body between the rollers of the photocopier ... her. The kick put the tray and crush there. Needless to me, however bitter the blood right now ... We enjoy this quiet, gray day.
Ah, what a great night's sleep! We really wanted to and also there is the usual blinding sun, birds chirping, bunnies jumping in my garden that I kill the mood up with that I have today by doing good 'My Little Pony'. Grey aftermath of blue, green, black asphalt, body light and dark is what you can see from the office window. Later return back to work ... theory in the week should be over here ... But tomorrow I have to head out to a closure: 8 hours and 30 minutes in the company of my 'cronies' Graziella, his paranoia, his outbursts, his way of acting aloof and alone, because we will be more others go on strike. I think Saturday morning will find a dead body between the rollers of the photocopier ... her. The kick put the tray and crush there. Needless to me, however bitter the blood right now ... We enjoy this quiet, gray day.
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Blackheads On One Side Of The Face
taintedside @ 2004-03-25T01: 46: 00
I'm asking is' is the story that started to like girls ... my girls: good! It 's true bread has no teeth who has and who has bread has no teeth ... I have bread, I have teeth but I'm not hungry ...
Tonight I'm not hungry! Yeah:)
I'm asking is' is the story that started to like girls ... my girls: good! It 's true bread has no teeth who has and who has bread has no teeth ... I have bread, I have teeth but I'm not hungry ...
Tonight I'm not hungry! Yeah:)
Fatal Overdoses Of Zopiclone
Mariolina
Mariolina is a hostess. A Delta Airlines flight attendant. Mariolina will have at least 45 years, age is absolutely normal for the hostess of the Delta flights to Atlanta from NY and arrive in Milan every day.
Mariolina, despite a high and 50 is great. Married to an American he has not left astray by lust that all U.S. women (also in other parts of the world exist, see in Germany) which is hard to shave, have their hair streaked with gray and not hasten to color them, do not bother to wear makeup does not like pandas so as not to show wrinkles. Mariolina in my hotel has seen a porn movie for free at the window (you knew what happens inside and outside my hotel ... there is to write a book), Mariolina tonight has probably put a finger in a wound just opened. Corinne worked with me, a young girl of orgini French. It 's a girl who apparently shows self-assured, hard, tough but who knows for a moment near Starla and knows how to take it realizes that deep down she's a girl which only demands attention, and he believes that doing things in a hurry will settle down sooner and better. Corinne is fidanzatissima. E 'fidanzatissima with a boy younger than her few years. He did not know their deal. She is ill and there admitted to me tonight. They live ... But living in a strange way ... with his parents (I remember those moments of living with her in-laws were great ... but just not be tolerated for a decent life as a couple). Corinne dreams. She dreams of a family and children if he could have tomorrow (merged with head turned 25 yesterday ... ...). Mariolina and I dreamed, but instead we know that dreams, as well as good things do not last. This week Corinne allowed herself to be a bit 'too go with me ... I do not want to like. Damn, is not possible. I do not like her and I do not want to like for no reason. E 'is too nice but ... you know ... launched toward stability that right now I could not tolerate. I'm having too much fun in my fucking life as a single whole friends, work and fun and she is as a castration.
Mariolina tonight thou hast taken a bit 'around Corinne because she needed a ride (it would even now that the license did) and tried to insinuate that we would have made of the various disconcerting ... not that I do several disconcerting sucks or annoy me, indeed, but with Corinne just can not do it, I seem to get me to my mother's younger ...
Mariolina jumps out laughing and joking with this story while we are leaving the reception desk and Corinne was unable to fight back ... Luckily I had a ready wit, and there I broke it.
Mariolina, despite its 50 meters and is one that sees too far. Fortuna is also equipped with a strong sense of humor, so he understood my joke on the fly that Ms. concerned had already paid, seen and brought home a camel ... they saw that I do not like blind investment here solved the problem of why I can not stay with anyone at the moment, I'm not going to pay to see a camel toothless, with 80000 km on the hump and that makes me a mile with 5 liters of water. Before
then pay to see camel, Bedouin understood?
Mariolina is a hostess. A Delta Airlines flight attendant. Mariolina will have at least 45 years, age is absolutely normal for the hostess of the Delta flights to Atlanta from NY and arrive in Milan every day.
Mariolina, despite a high and 50 is great. Married to an American he has not left astray by lust that all U.S. women (also in other parts of the world exist, see in Germany) which is hard to shave, have their hair streaked with gray and not hasten to color them, do not bother to wear makeup does not like pandas so as not to show wrinkles. Mariolina in my hotel has seen a porn movie for free at the window (you knew what happens inside and outside my hotel ... there is to write a book), Mariolina tonight has probably put a finger in a wound just opened. Corinne worked with me, a young girl of orgini French. It 's a girl who apparently shows self-assured, hard, tough but who knows for a moment near Starla and knows how to take it realizes that deep down she's a girl which only demands attention, and he believes that doing things in a hurry will settle down sooner and better. Corinne is fidanzatissima. E 'fidanzatissima with a boy younger than her few years. He did not know their deal. She is ill and there admitted to me tonight. They live ... But living in a strange way ... with his parents (I remember those moments of living with her in-laws were great ... but just not be tolerated for a decent life as a couple). Corinne dreams. She dreams of a family and children if he could have tomorrow (merged with head turned 25 yesterday ... ...). Mariolina and I dreamed, but instead we know that dreams, as well as good things do not last. This week Corinne allowed herself to be a bit 'too go with me ... I do not want to like. Damn, is not possible. I do not like her and I do not want to like for no reason. E 'is too nice but ... you know ... launched toward stability that right now I could not tolerate. I'm having too much fun in my fucking life as a single whole friends, work and fun and she is as a castration.
Mariolina tonight thou hast taken a bit 'around Corinne because she needed a ride (it would even now that the license did) and tried to insinuate that we would have made of the various disconcerting ... not that I do several disconcerting sucks or annoy me, indeed, but with Corinne just can not do it, I seem to get me to my mother's younger ...
Mariolina jumps out laughing and joking with this story while we are leaving the reception desk and Corinne was unable to fight back ... Luckily I had a ready wit, and there I broke it.
Mariolina, despite its 50 meters and is one that sees too far. Fortuna is also equipped with a strong sense of humor, so he understood my joke on the fly that Ms. concerned had already paid, seen and brought home a camel ... they saw that I do not like blind investment here solved the problem of why I can not stay with anyone at the moment, I'm not going to pay to see a camel toothless, with 80000 km on the hump and that makes me a mile with 5 liters of water. Before
then pay to see camel, Bedouin understood?
Sample Of Welcome Statements
Strangelove
Depeche Who knows me and knows that there is a pretty old song (dates from the album 'Music for the masses') that I particularly like. Today, after a lot of time listening I noticed that the text and I must say that just reflects me. Those who know me well and knows all the details of my life (3 / 4 99% of people know me) know the lyrics Strangelove know that I am not mistaken if I say that belongs to me. And 'one of those who wear clothes brush.
Strangelove Strange highs and strange lows Strangelove
That's how my love goes Strangelove
Will you give it to me
Will you take the pain I will give
to you Again and again And will you return it
And do not interpret them only as 'pig' of the text ...
Depeche Who knows me and knows that there is a pretty old song (dates from the album 'Music for the masses') that I particularly like. Today, after a lot of time listening I noticed that the text and I must say that just reflects me. Those who know me well and knows all the details of my life (3 / 4 99% of people know me) know the lyrics Strangelove know that I am not mistaken if I say that belongs to me. And 'one of those who wear clothes brush.
Strangelove Strange highs and strange lows Strangelove
That's how my love goes Strangelove
Will you give it to me
Will you take the pain I will give
to you Again and again And will you return it
And do not interpret them only as 'pig' of the text ...
Cheap Beautiful Prom Dresses Under Fifty Dollars
My friend Woody
The world should impose to see at least once in their lives the films of Woody Allen. First, Allen is a genius in the sense of an intelligence that is uncommon, second: not good in his films but this is not a big deal to end up in bed with beautiful women, third, and teases you jew Jews, so in addition to being a politically correct view is also from the standpoint of religious equality. In short, Woody Allen is one of the few directors / actors that I really like it despite the inordinate amount of movies he's done. I know may seem boring to someone ... I think it is a factor due to the intellectual abilities of the viewer. Do not watch the film of Allen if they have not ever said that you are smart, you get bored in vain ... Or you could opt for suicide, and having regard to your reduced mental capacity. Another thing ... some of you have any cd of Woody Allen while playing with his jazz band? I try them from time immemorial.
The world should impose to see at least once in their lives the films of Woody Allen. First, Allen is a genius in the sense of an intelligence that is uncommon, second: not good in his films but this is not a big deal to end up in bed with beautiful women, third, and teases you jew Jews, so in addition to being a politically correct view is also from the standpoint of religious equality. In short, Woody Allen is one of the few directors / actors that I really like it despite the inordinate amount of movies he's done. I know may seem boring to someone ... I think it is a factor due to the intellectual abilities of the viewer. Do not watch the film of Allen if they have not ever said that you are smart, you get bored in vain ... Or you could opt for suicide, and having regard to your reduced mental capacity. Another thing ... some of you have any cd of Woody Allen while playing with his jazz band? I try them from time immemorial.
Car Action Fredericton
Eye people!
Firmat always known with a nickname or full name, otherwise you may be mistaken for unwanted guests.
Ok, end communications service.
I'm thinking about where to go and take my next picture ... big problem. Have an idea? Probably tonight uscendo dall'albergo ne farò qualcuna a P.za della Repubblica.
Buona giornata... che palle 'sto sole, mi rende letargico.
Firmat always known with a nickname or full name, otherwise you may be mistaken for unwanted guests.
Ok, end communications service.
I'm thinking about where to go and take my next picture ... big problem. Have an idea? Probably tonight uscendo dall'albergo ne farò qualcuna a P.za della Repubblica.
Buona giornata... che palle 'sto sole, mi rende letargico.
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
10 Facts Cystic Fibrosis
taintedside @ 2004-03-24T00: 37:00
Avete presente quelle giornate in cui uno si stanca, no? Si stanca per il lavoro che ha fatto, esce dal lavoro alle 23.30 con una bella Marlboro in bocca, si siede in macchina, la accende, si toglie la giacca, la appende dietro, nel frattempo apre il finestrino e accende la radio. Quelle serate in cui uno è stanco perché, cazzo, s'è spaccato il culo in 4 per giaponesi, coreani, italiani, messicani, americani, turchi, tedeschi (che sono peggio dei turchi), quelle sere in cui uno è stanco e sa che nulla si fermerà fino a venerdì sera alle 23.30 quando potrà consider closed a fucking work week of 6 days (yes, I started Sunday), those nights when one is tired but satisfied slut whore? Here I started with a smile today and I ended up with a smile. The work is hard ... the rest which is not (perhaps the postal employee)? I said, the work is hard but I like it. Shit I never imagined could work so gratifying. It 's strange to hear it (especially writing) from me, but when I get up at 5 am (as long as the night before he went to bed at a decent time and not the one) I like what I do. I stand up and say "Oh shit ..." Then I wear the robe, I'm going to shower, eat, put myself in a suit, I choose the tie of the day, do a quick pasata to shoes, I look at the news of the 5 and 45, and I'm happy. I am happy because I'm going to do something that I like and 'fuck off to all those who do not believe it, but that fucking work I can do really well! Ok,, pass me the self-celebratory moment ... tomorrow my dear (I assume that very few laws now and even less comments), and good night every now and then please get in touch, ok?
Avete presente quelle giornate in cui uno si stanca, no? Si stanca per il lavoro che ha fatto, esce dal lavoro alle 23.30 con una bella Marlboro in bocca, si siede in macchina, la accende, si toglie la giacca, la appende dietro, nel frattempo apre il finestrino e accende la radio. Quelle serate in cui uno è stanco perché, cazzo, s'è spaccato il culo in 4 per giaponesi, coreani, italiani, messicani, americani, turchi, tedeschi (che sono peggio dei turchi), quelle sere in cui uno è stanco e sa che nulla si fermerà fino a venerdì sera alle 23.30 quando potrà consider closed a fucking work week of 6 days (yes, I started Sunday), those nights when one is tired but satisfied slut whore? Here I started with a smile today and I ended up with a smile. The work is hard ... the rest which is not (perhaps the postal employee)? I said, the work is hard but I like it. Shit I never imagined could work so gratifying. It 's strange to hear it (especially writing) from me, but when I get up at 5 am (as long as the night before he went to bed at a decent time and not the one) I like what I do. I stand up and say "Oh shit ..." Then I wear the robe, I'm going to shower, eat, put myself in a suit, I choose the tie of the day, do a quick pasata to shoes, I look at the news of the 5 and 45, and I'm happy. I am happy because I'm going to do something that I like and 'fuck off to all those who do not believe it, but that fucking work I can do really well! Ok,, pass me the self-celebratory moment ... tomorrow my dear (I assume that very few laws now and even less comments), and good night every now and then please get in touch, ok?
Helzberg Scott Kay Collection Artiste Regal
Umbrellas Chinese
I was thinking about an umbrella that I've never had. Or rather, I was a child, honestly. Having a transparent umbrella as a child makes you want not to have when you're older. I think this is the reason why I prefer to buy a wet umbrella.
Thinking that things have come up with this thought:
The world is divided into two:
who uses an umbrella when it rains
and who is not afraid of rain and an umbrella
has never had.
seems one of those zen poems that are on those books that are all the rage now. However, it is the truth, the world is divided into two groups: those who buy an umbrella from the Chinese underground and who smiles when I give hope to those Chinese and 2 / 3 € umbrella says with undisguised satisfaction, "It's raining!" (And think: bad shit to me or I'll have to buy an umbrella bathrooms!) And smiling says, "I swim!" (Thinking really, "I swim!").
I was thinking about an umbrella that I've never had. Or rather, I was a child, honestly. Having a transparent umbrella as a child makes you want not to have when you're older. I think this is the reason why I prefer to buy a wet umbrella.
Thinking that things have come up with this thought:
The world is divided into two:
who uses an umbrella when it rains
and who is not afraid of rain and an umbrella
has never had.
seems one of those zen poems that are on those books that are all the rage now. However, it is the truth, the world is divided into two groups: those who buy an umbrella from the Chinese underground and who smiles when I give hope to those Chinese and 2 / 3 € umbrella says with undisguised satisfaction, "It's raining!" (And think: bad shit to me or I'll have to buy an umbrella bathrooms!) And smiling says, "I swim!" (Thinking really, "I swim!").
Penis Hurts When Touched Underwear
taintedside @ 2004-03-23T12: 07:00
Eleven hours and ten minutes of sleep are a panacea. What's even more beautiful is that it's raining outside. When the weather is gray, I can be happy when it rains because the time following what I have inside, that same shit that I have inside and painted the sky. Moreover
lives are never yellow or red ... using the 256 shades of gray in my negatives are scanned by the scanner, with no appeal are gray ... some black, others white.
I can only live in the gray days of dreary / rainy days like today.
I do not use an umbrella because I myself am part of the rain and gray and I have no fear.
Eleven hours and ten minutes of sleep are a panacea. What's even more beautiful is that it's raining outside. When the weather is gray, I can be happy when it rains because the time following what I have inside, that same shit that I have inside and painted the sky. Moreover
lives are never yellow or red ... using the 256 shades of gray in my negatives are scanned by the scanner, with no appeal are gray ... some black, others white.
I can only live in the gray days of dreary / rainy days like today.
I do not use an umbrella because I myself am part of the rain and gray and I have no fear.
Monday, March 22, 2004
Gabriella Extreme Curves
taintedside @ 2004-03-22T23: 18:00
I'm falling asleep.
Una chiusura finita quasi a pugni con una collega più un'apertura con la stessa subito il giorno dopo metterebbero a dura prova pure la pazienza di un Buddha.
Anch'io ho bisogno di cose belle. Anch'io ho bisogno di una Bologna. Ho bisogno di due o tre Bologne... o forse basta una Cesano Maderno diversa, un po' meno provincia, un po' meno milanese, un po' meno lombarda. Una Cesano più genuina, un po' più campagnola, un po' più caciarona, un po' romana, un po' bolognese, un po' bolzanina e anche un po' palermitana. Insomma se non vuole perdere anche me, questo paesotto deve cambiare.
Ogni giorno che passa tra Milano e Cesano, Seregno, Desio e zone limitrofe mi viene l'orticaria.
Ogni giorno s'avvicina more and more when deciding whether to tie me to escape this madhouse, or breaking through the door ... bah, maybe I'm too tired tonight-et-catastrophic to put in writing a blog page worthy of the name.
I need a city, a Roma, a Naples, a Cosenza, a Palermo, a Lampedusa, and even a Wolfsgruben as a Sterzing, a Bolzano, a Mantova Milan to leave behind this too large but too small ... million person by suicidal sacrifice to work.
Good night ...
I'm falling asleep.
Una chiusura finita quasi a pugni con una collega più un'apertura con la stessa subito il giorno dopo metterebbero a dura prova pure la pazienza di un Buddha.
Anch'io ho bisogno di cose belle. Anch'io ho bisogno di una Bologna. Ho bisogno di due o tre Bologne... o forse basta una Cesano Maderno diversa, un po' meno provincia, un po' meno milanese, un po' meno lombarda. Una Cesano più genuina, un po' più campagnola, un po' più caciarona, un po' romana, un po' bolognese, un po' bolzanina e anche un po' palermitana. Insomma se non vuole perdere anche me, questo paesotto deve cambiare.
Ogni giorno che passa tra Milano e Cesano, Seregno, Desio e zone limitrofe mi viene l'orticaria.
Ogni giorno s'avvicina more and more when deciding whether to tie me to escape this madhouse, or breaking through the door ... bah, maybe I'm too tired tonight-et-catastrophic to put in writing a blog page worthy of the name.
I need a city, a Roma, a Naples, a Cosenza, a Palermo, a Lampedusa, and even a Wolfsgruben as a Sterzing, a Bolzano, a Mantova Milan to leave behind this too large but too small ... million person by suicidal sacrifice to work.
Good night ...
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