Svr 11 Jeff Hardy Caw Ps2

not know how many times ... The Yellow House

... I opened the blog post and click again.
I like a void, an almost physical difficulty expressing my words, maybe because I read so much and listen too, sometimes useless.
malice that seek to pierce the conscience but that despite the intent of those who shoot out of the mouth, visible effects are slow.
only create the strong impression that something very bad smell and sometimes it does not turn into giusto.Ho looked toward the sky at night over the past two months, and every night I would turn on the pc and write anything that seemed to enter my heart, but I was braking, my idle speed automatic instinct quickly, the next morning thinking that those words would go outside the stesso.Sbagliando.La night was flown away and my soul was already asleep.
I fought very hard to achieve a goal, I sweated and watched myself from inside, looking through my fears and investigate the lies I've said for a long time I felt stessa.Mi only on those nights, sometimes . I had my words and chased away the security to find my limit, I tried the physical limit, perhaps, a madwoman, I heard the water in your hands, sugar on the tip of my tongue and realized that everything has its own texture and its usefulness.
There is a moment of sugar and one for salt, I drank salt water, trying not to drown, I've eaten in small bites or just greedy as I think of times that they do.
I understood the need to go back and have missed my eyes, my hands, I hate the navel and knees hard, intact ... I've always been so, as a child I was afraid to scrape your knee and ran up , too slow with the bike.
I understand you can lie, too, with the little face that is not ruffling more if you think my heart says to be my mouth, I realized that we need a drawer at times, as I have built Memole one and filled it with candy orange and smell of lily of the valley.
I looked and I realized that deep down we are only just if we want, we are indifferent only if we want, we are impartial only if we strive to be, we are independent only if we know that we need others to be.

We are not alone even when we are alone.