Discharge Before Period Starts

Socrates Drank the Conium

note my ass with so much heavy face cup PANC

What should I speak?

Maybe I should say that there's nothing I want, even nell'inverosimile.

What I fear, shit, for the first time I realize I do not want to die, fuck.

Maybe I should resurrect the usual crap selfish, egocentric, egoqualsiasicosa.

I want to live in a bunker made only of what I remember, a parallel reality and virtual any contacts with the outside world, anything could happen, you may die, I do not know I would be.

The usual moment of happiness false relived ad nauseam.

The idealized version of someone who no longer exists, that I will live forever.

The center of gravity of Battiato ...

" ... I do not ever change your mind about things and people."

The Meadow of dreams of a self-proclaimed Emily Dickinson nun lay in his own head desecrated. A decorated

lager. What is

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Honestly, what can I say?

because I'm sad ...

What could I avoid it because ...

What is my fault because ... What

I'm sorry why.

"Why, why, why, why."

I swallow the hemlock slowly just to tell a story that you stale all the balls filled, including a drink and another.

Sorry.

Mucus 2 Days Before Period

Dead Girls Do not Cry

I started thinking aloud. It can be a problem.

the extensions I'm trying to attack me directly, if it is a crap (likely) and the Winehouse look like you can say I was there.

"We're all autodecomponendo"

Polinoidal Cyst Or Herpes

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for Halloween (late) here is a great fear: the purpose of the signed photos without make-up, under the influence of sleeping pills and policy without lights (because I look like Rapunzel with her lips redone?)

Seeing double pass to someone you know, fix it continuously knowing for sure that it is not that person see that the subject gazes back at her and greets you as well, and then spend the rest of the night with doubt ... I may have hallucinations.

Come on, we remain marginalized in this ghetto of ataxia emotional autosabotarci to not go forward nor back ARE an idiot.

Down Syndrome Ultrasound And Nose

useless fuck Vomit

- The disgusted expression in the photo is related to the content of the post-

Last night my mother monopolized the TV and I had to put up with xfactor.

Apart from the obvious considerations, the thing that struck me negatively was the presence of a boy but obviously incapable audiences on their feet because they stutter and hypersensitive.

Now, from what I understand they are almost at final, and even the judges were forced to choke it off, he seemed upset when he passed the turn in spite of the horrible performance, but people continue to follow their own mental movie from Cinderella Story, perhaps feeling "marginalized" and projecting the their desired moral redemption on other, perhaps feeling merciful, I do not know, but I would rather hear me say "you suck, go home" rather than crucify me on a pedestal that I deserve less than others. This made me think about what "being good" is an arbitrary and ambiguous concept, often ostentatious altruism narcissism and desire for control is hidden, to take a decisive right is universally recognized as falling still standing, if I saw a man who is thrown into a ravine would be morally obliged to give him a tirade about how nice it is to live, but if he did not want to be saved? Should I insist to continue to live up to a stranger natural death or not to feel like shit in person?

In some cases the margin between mercy and sadism (understood as the exercise of power over someone submitted) is very unstable.

Anyways, just saying something banal, moralistic, except that I probably trivial and moralist, then that's okay.

I changed my background, this blog becomes trash every day.