What the hell!
Last night the same dream, strangely but with a different special. I'm at the station and I must catch a train. It 's all like a maze, a thousand thousand rooms and corridors and I do and as always I do not know why I do not know where to go, but I have to hurry. I move as if I knew perfectly take such corridors and rooms in which to enter and beside me there is always Divine. I know a shortcut, but you have to go through a door on which there is a giant billboard that says "no access". I look at him and ask advice, and of course I said not to cross the soglia.Mentre other dreams will always come back and give up, tonight I opened the door and entered .... and the train was waiting for me there. I get on the train, I sit down .. I look around and sola.LUI are no longer there.
Friday, October 15, 2010
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I like to play with type I am staying.
I like to push the limit.
Like when someone shows me that the stone on my stomach that I was nothing more than a pebble.
I like surprises.
I love it when I am surprised. I like to laugh
the ruins, the ruins that almost everyone sees standing. Like
not take me seriously. Like
not take them seriously.
I like the eyes of those who live on the street, eyes that know how to recognize paths.
I like to watch. I like to take the neurosis behind, nail beauty and horror.
I love it when I can really forgive.
I love it when someone really forgive me.
I like getting all those lies between the fingers, Licking the boredom, then open my eyes and start again.
I like the background, because I know that both go back, sooner or later.
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