One more step towards adulthood.
It grows.
's inevitable.
Today, as I said this morning at my Sun, I get a little bigger ... The " big day" arrived. No, do not worry, I'm not getting married ... Today I go to the notary to sign for the home. The MIA home.
Vado, finally, to live alone.
A dream come true.
's funny how one can be happy for such a step, it will only bring in my other life sacrifices and concerns ... But is the price I decided to pay in exchange for a freedom that otherwise would not have reached.
It 's a wonderful feeling, one I'm trying.
Finally, after so long, I can smile REALLY , without any shadow, his face in full sunlight.
only count on me, for this period: the search for furniture, moving, stress that all this can lead (in spite of the joy, of course) ... And instead I beside him , which does not leave me alone for a moment, that keeps me calm when you are waiting too long to disassemble his machine stuffing them with my furniture and has willingly accepted to sleep I chose the bed (though does not reflect his tastes) ... I do not know how I would do without him, honestly.
It 's my guardian angel.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
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ghosts of the past
An unsettled weather, a lack of
tide
she stands there motionless
behind the house that has seen it grow without
because
property.
regret you know, you know
yell faintly
property and see the lives of others that reflect the
as a journey in half.
Moon property And all around there
His hostility,
all the darkness.
An unsettled weather, the sand
ideas that wetlands do not fly.
The autumn wind load
clear
The property will leave
as something that has never been touched.
View property
life of others that reflect the
Like a trip in half. Luna
property and all around there
his hostility,
all the darkness.
An unsettled weather, a lack of
tide
she stands there motionless
behind the house that has seen it grow without
because
property.
regret you know, you know
yell faintly
property and see the lives of others that reflect the
as a journey in half.
Moon property And all around there
His hostility,
all the darkness.
An unsettled weather, the sand
ideas that wetlands do not fly.
The autumn wind load
clear
The property will leave
as something that has never been touched.
View property
life of others that reflect the
Like a trip in half. Luna
property and all around there
his hostility,
all the darkness.
Friday, May 7, 2010
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Night
Shout you something, like when your eyes overflowed from the sky. And what does this say what to be, to lend to someone else in time indecisive and inaccurate. together only to see the ruins of the landscape. the exchange of speech. farsisoffrire. not to show it. was hurt, I do not come and see. For days off, find the middle of nowhere, but you're there already. Call me at night, please wake me. Relatively close and inexpensive, but you're there already. Hotels infamous but Elvis just bring you wake up. book to plant flags on Mars, in your mouth closed. But it was private property. Let me heal. let me pass. but stop me. I lost a son. I lost a piece of paper on which I had written some things that I do not remember. only that everything is bearable and revolutionize. and loneliness is just a pet. rather than complicate the stomach and dehydration in liters of tears. we are too Western, and you do not tell me anything, because even now sleep. Our past lives, what we were doing at the same time. Love is all a return to what the fuck that means. birthdays supplements on train tickets interregional landline tasks rental our brothers. our inland lakes. exchanging saliva and illusions. what this night.
Shout you something, like when your eyes overflowed from the sky. And what does this say what to be, to lend to someone else in time indecisive and inaccurate. together only to see the ruins of the landscape. the exchange of speech. farsisoffrire. not to show it. was hurt, I do not come and see. For days off, find the middle of nowhere, but you're there already. Call me at night, please wake me. Relatively close and inexpensive, but you're there already. Hotels infamous but Elvis just bring you wake up. book to plant flags on Mars, in your mouth closed. But it was private property. Let me heal. let me pass. but stop me. I lost a son. I lost a piece of paper on which I had written some things that I do not remember. only that everything is bearable and revolutionize. and loneliness is just a pet. rather than complicate the stomach and dehydration in liters of tears. we are too Western, and you do not tell me anything, because even now sleep. Our past lives, what we were doing at the same time. Love is all a return to what the fuck that means. birthdays supplements on train tickets interregional landline tasks rental our brothers. our inland lakes. exchanging saliva and illusions. what this night.
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