it is regrettable but the table is wobbly , I can not work if I have to constantly stop me to piss me against this table that does anything to me , but for the rest I am calm because I know it is like that, there is nothing to do, it smells bad, it is the body that stinks , fresh eel , dead fish, tomato sauce to the blood, and before , Action before it gets dark , because at that moment I pray that everything is possible , women in my arms, stupid intimacies , dark passages , uncertainty , voyeurism , and disgust behind front , what's the point , I was not as con before , what happened , I got , I fell head in hard rock was removed , I went and suddenly it's hard to go up the slope , because what is lost is in the children's stories , secret passages , a beautiful imprisoned, she seeks a man who understands , not too violent, or too naive , a rare , would be better to accept the first that presents itself, but the solution is not there , he must face life, even if it can not make them happy , it's not what I'm looking , I c is the moment that burns me , it will be my skin that bastard , I was warned , but we must live it to believe it, everything stops at the moment around here , the advanced communications systems and the desire to get something for nothing to do anyway because it 's no good and it will stop anything , so why do what we can not , I expect nothing or very little that it is lost in the depths of solitude , some satisfaction for not having to lose on purpose every time, it's tiring , it becomes a burden ,