For once I go against my self-imposed nn write in this blog. I will quickly because I can not wait. First of all thanks for the comments despite the almost intimate theme-cazzimiei. One thing I would like you firmaste ... .. at least the end of the comment, thanks ... thanks to Emilia for venting antibishop ... nn know that if he resigned. A response to the anonymous one who told me I look like an obsessive maniac .... hey man! Everyone sick of love (the most severe form that paid nn) is an obsessive maniac, if you put even then I'm a manic depressive in nature and a little 'manic detergent understand how I feel.
I will no longer update I heard on msn just because a bitch named Stephanie or how the fuck you write to change the password of the wireless network that squeak ... bitch! must be '.... Now swiftly
a bit 'of culture and song that explains how I spent the holidays:
Francesco Petrarca, Rerum Vulgar fragmenta, et XXXV
Only the most thoughtful deserted fields
vo et mesure steps later lenses,
et eyes intent
port to escape the arena where human footprints molds.
Other screen that I can not find shrimp
perceive the poster of the people, because of the acts of
alegrezza
off outwardly as I stated in outpost:
so that I I believe that henceforth mountains
et shores of rivers and forests sappian
temper that is my life, which is concealed others.
But while such bitter nor wild
seek ways I do not know that Love is not always
reasoning with me, and I co llui.
PGR, you can.
and I seem to return in a dream I know that through with fear
anger that leaves me alone I want to go to mountains to walk
be better to study, work
... a dream I know
I cross
and I hate that never ends
I want to go to mountains to walk
be better
study, work
I have to go I want to breathe, scream
galloping good for me, hurt me
Franco Battiato, excerpt from "And I come to seek"
This popular sentiment comes from mechanical
a divine and mystical rapture sensual
I imprisons you.
Should I change the object of my desires
not settle for small daily joys
do as a hermit who sacrifices himself.
PS: I love this land and no longer want to go, I love the sea I love these people, I love.
PPS: in the picture "the most deserted areas"
