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recently I have omitted the small space that is this blog.
sorry.
are not good days, things after the last post were a bit 'has been finally settled yesterday but ended the dream that I lived a few months.
was written.
well, little woman no longer has a strong desire to communicate with the world and so greets you.
is not goodbye, it's just a goodbye, will take up writing when I feel better.
thanks to all those who have followed me es (0) upport.
the world is evil, but it's not my fault.
I'm sorry too many things.



post written just listening to the sound of my fingers on the keys of pc

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:::la solita vecchia storia:::


"In comparison to the death, love is a hard thing childish, though men believe more in 'love in death. "

Mario Puzo


I have always believed in this.
could not prove it to anyone, but we thought ..
I was one of those who believed that love could topple the world.
today are not so convinced.
love has no certainties, no port security.
who believes will be denied.
love hurts, falling in love is a slow suicide.
love is misleading, makes you believe things that are not.
love you tarnish his eyes off his mind.
love is suffering a slow but steady.
sorry for the lack of poetry but love is just a shit.
or maybe I just have a shit.
but I know from experience of others, or that we are all shits or is love to be a shit.
I still love myself enough to say that we are not the shit, and just love to suck, to take us into an abyss where at the end there is only nothingness.
pessimistic little woman? no, I have always said to be realistic.
now I have only the memories and the desire for a hug, but I will not be.
I still tears.
sometimes end up but does not take much to get them back.
maybe I still have a hope, a hope which I'm holding on with all of myself.
live one hope, and when there will be more not even that?
boh.
I do not see a future, I'm tired.
tired I just feel something for someone, this someone disappears taking away a piece of my heart.
but how many pieces I have left?
maybe I sin of pride and arrogance, thinking that my life had taken a good turn, belonging to problems with work, I had everything I wanted.
down and looked at all convinced that no one was even remotely close to the happiness of which I, and I alone, I could enjoy.
little woman, for shame. did not know that it would end like this?
little woman of the problem is that dream, dream for her as long as things go well, that someone there for her.
think back to Cyrano de Guccini: "I can not stand people who do not dream"
but I did not dream who knows, only dream that someone loves me, but once again it happened that I had to love too well the real possibility of the thing.
hours thinking about what I should do, how to fill the time without constantly thinking the same thing but it's hard.
if I was the first single theme, in a sense, we now have another.
well, at least unless the people by dentists. (Bar encapsulated to most but I do not care)
in truth I lost interest in many, perhaps too many things.
and I fear that I no longer had anything to write on this blog.
maybe it was so.
if there is a god only he knows how much I hoped.
not even know what I'd hoped, I just know that my hopes were times infinity.
I do not take it anymore, you can never ever ever have to go around in shit?
but what I do wrong?
maybe I was wrong.
maybe it's just going well, maybe I do not deserve anything, maybe I can not take anything.
fact, I am convinced right now: I have nothing to offer the world, are here by mistake.
if at least did not hurt.
I have to ask for help, but I do not know who to ask.
I do not have the courage to say that for the umpteenth time, I deluded, deluded I was to be special to someone.
I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed for being in love again.
he had hoped, he had dreamed.
I scream my anger, I would disappear.
because I am angry. I'm angry with myself for not having realized that things were not going well, I hate myself and I am disgusting for being concerned about others than he was.
but because it must always be this way?
I was not ready, I did not expect.
really, and here if you want to laugh too, because now is the only thing that makes me laugh. I laugh my deficiency.
must know that I thought this weekend was one of the best times of my life, waiting for him like a child waiting to go on rides.
really felt it was a weekend just for us and I was in seventh heaven.
indeed, was over.
after the time when time for us there was little, I dreamed.
instead what I dreamed it was a magical weekend turned out to be only a weekend of tears.
my stupidity makes me laugh.
laugh because sometimes end up crying.
not I can do.
I do not have the strength.
I always hoped that I, I who was doing great in front of those who foresaw a future black saying no, you are wrong.
is rather small woman who is mistaken.
little lady knows just mistakes and not learn anything from their mistakes.
little woman is wrong now that always has an eye on the phone nella speranza di sentirlo suonare.
ma che ci posso fare, non riesco a non sperare, non riesco ad arrendermi all'ennesima sconfitta della mia vita di merda.
chissà quando donnina imparerà a non fidarsi di nessuno, chissà quando imparerà a star bene solo con se stessa.
ma cazzo ci avevo creduto.



cosa ascolto non ve lo dico

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:::sono molto poco felice di essere qui:::

a donnina dispiace di aver sempre ragione.
oggi come non mai donnina è triste.
donnina ritiene ancora una volta che la vita sia una merda ma non è più molto convinta che valga la pena viverla.
little woman is sick.

Current Price Of Corn

:::quando ritrovi un disco:::

".. there are those who ended up tangled up in a nightclub and remains until the next morning at six
before returning to work in the office as if it had never been anything in
Basically we are better than us
ultimately we
good guys .. "

good guys, the melt


do not know if the text is very accurate but oh well .. it is just a few words.
I found this disc, which has already happened with him and then I forget ..
well, not bad because every time is a new-found joy.
tonight I hit this part of the song.
endorse everything.
if I think about how I told mom to the places where I went for my look, I listened to the music ..
perhaps she preferred to those with some aromatic and head fashion.
But no, we were the good guys.
and we are still here.
perhaps a little 'less good or maybe a bit' more.
but undoubtedly beautiful.
remember my childhood, my friends, my space and yes, no There was no one more beautiful than us.
surely someone more fragrant, but we were real.
proactive.
committed.
we had dreams.
today when I look in the mirror I'm happy for the choices made.
maybe sometimes wrong, sometimes maybe a bit 'crazy but it is too young for that.
perhaps?
ever.
let alone the right of the doubt that you read.
leave you to express, not as someone else does .. (For the record in Vicenza in consultation self-managed won the SI, which was to be a vicenza and NO at the base ..)
think.
listen and reflect the melt.
I see myself as a teenager to jump the stage ..
yes, I made the right choice.
I chose life and I'm proud.
what I mean? but not badatemi, close this blog that just wasted bandwidth.
thoughts are too rough to give a logical thread.
talk about something else.
about me? well, thank you.
I'm working and this is not a symptom of that is fine but it's a good job.
and then fell in love.
love paid.
I'm fine.


post written hearing good guys, the melt

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:::goodbye democrazia:::

ritormo of an image to the little woman.
because this is not a happy return, a return is due to causes really unhappy.
little woman and goes back to democracy.
could make you laugh, if it were just a joke ..
little woman recovered a computer to tell you that in Italy there is no democracy anymore.
maybe someone had foreseen, others imagined but I think in reality no one had been certain.
in Vicenza had to play Sunday in a referendum to choose whether citizens want a war base, or what seemed to them a slice of their territory.
you should vote YES.
you to say yes to Vicenza.
but there are those who want to deny such a possibility. someone who reminds me of a famous book in which however is not marriage, but a referendum not to be done.
a referendum??
you dear, a referendum.
there are those who do not want to give people the opportunity to express themselves, there are those who are afraid of opinions, there are those who would like a world of puppets .. sin that this is who (and I could indirre a "guess who that is who") has the tools to really put a spoke in the wheel who does not bend in a statement geometric angle to the wishes of others ..
what I mean?
speak of the State Council which declared the referendum on the mill.
a referendum!
I'm shocked.
ie, not one that I know, a referendum!
are physically far from vicenza, but my heart is there.
is there, as are the hearts of millions of people, all those who believe in democratic principles.
as I said long ago that I want to remind those who try to prevent a referendum and who bulla of phrases such as "Paron at our house."
no comment.
the only comment I can say is that I hope that this act strikes at the heart too many League supporters who believe in that phrase.
close enough here.
not my pc, for the umpteenth time about a picture that grips my heart and out.
close leaving just one link: www.nodalmolin.it
find them all.
watch it, is important.
Sunday and voted the same, facciazza the thought of those who are afraid of people.