Sunday, April 26, 2009

Vigamox For Ear Infections



the end if Sundays are all so do not start to hate them so much.
E' vero che piove, diluvia, c'è vento, freddo, fango, cose che volano (e che io tra poco devo uscire), però c'è mio padre che ascolta con le cuffie (finalmente un po' di pace) la radiocronaca delle partite, mentre mia mamma vaga per casa cercando dei denti finti (non fate domande, non saprei rispondere) e il mio cane si rotola davanti alla stufetta elettrica mugolando. 
Cosa c'è di meglio di una famiglia di matti?
Intanto io rubo custodie dei cd alle sorelle delle amiche (licenza poetica, l'amica è una sola, e una sola è la sorella), mi aggiro per la palestra con le occhiaie fino alle ginocchia, parlo uno strano mix di dialetti, I watch film, I remain incredulos front of the refrigerated at the supermarket (do not have the dumplings!), and live among QT8 Bovisa, I drive with the windows down and organize dinner parties at home.
I'm a bit 'losing sight of priorities (studio? Is this?), But I enjoy a lot, I eat, fattening and I'm happy.
Tie.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Polaroid Still Frame Problem Progressive



I would love to know why that night that I was disappointed and angry and desperate, and I did not know where to turn and I wanted to leave but could not because there were one thousand thousand people out and I was in his underwear, and Then it rained and it was hot and I'm the one minute space in which we were not stand it anymore, and I missed the air as far as I was boiling the blood in my veins and I just wanted fumarmi a cigarette, and shut up with your stomach that you hoped you would turn over just looking at my sad eyes I could change my mind and that you are left with your own words , and instead you kept repeating those words to be clear, here, I would not know why I pulled two slaps are not sending out anyone to hell, I'm not burst into tears in torrents, I have not told your words were horrible and I have not made it clear that I felt empty and finite, and let me know because I was in my corner in silence, unable to understand what had happened and whether it really happened and it seemed to become mad and I said "the know, lo so" aggrappandomi al fatto che almeno in quel momento eravamo insieme e che è stupido, ma almeno di quello ero contenta.
Sì, sono un po' cretina, lo ammetto.