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parquesito Game in plastic while another observed a caterpillar walking deliberately leaves wet weather, smog and intolerance citadina. It has a pink sweater girls, and pasta lenses (perhaps the beginning of this vice of mine ...) facing, which then represented a huge tunnel to any infant, beckoning me to a meeting within the.

"Is what I've been waiting for ?..." I think with the frenzy and excitement of a 7-year-old whose interaction with the world had lived until a brother bully and a Japanese entertainment console. We went, it was wet, short and too beautiful ... the kiss was.

is the next day, I threw my brother, the console and all other possessions, I'll go with her on an epic sea Flight to the ends of all expressed in the maps of my books.

14 years later my virtual partner is going with my best friend on msn.

... no need to finish this.

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Well, I've gone through another stage of my spiritual resurrection, or whatever that means. I forgot, sorry, and I was forgiven, because I grew more dense, like my hair. I sleep like people, and I'm getting fat to the point where I was and overlooks an attempt to belly, which is rewarding ...

It's funny I started to feel like as a child, always in my worlds, but at the same time aware of everything going on around me; invention friends, change colors and tones, pianos and voices heard exist in a song, I see the plants more time than necessary, I want to exercise, exercise and compose.

I went back to being me, not a person alienated by the city and its sins, not to be confused and contradictory (that description has haunted me so much), do not need nobody, nobody needs me, the scene lost interest, or may never interested me at first, but I can not complain about it, only do not know, nor should not affect me, does not interest me at all that is "in" honestly, anything I like, and I'm starting to boycott everything with my actions, actions that no one is interested but to me, and hopefully a couple more.


I had forgotten that I am a guarenero, how nice is that.


Fuck the city.

=)

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"Why do not you all ff-fade away ..."


almost everything that happened next straw.


straw, they say.

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I admire the ability of humans to have erase or block moments and people in their lives.

God save the XXI century individualism.


As dry leaves of the old park. We walk on them without knowing its history.

and only heard his last breath, a word to speak and nobody listened.

Only cross the street.