It is true that I forgot

It is true that I forgot why it goes, it is going to an empty house that I started to think about the reality of boundless fiction on the edge of a jump in a room painted in white , which is always the same source a little acid, because what 's happening now is a choice that is illuminated from the inside, so ice melts on the couch, in front of a monstrous cream cake but when I pass in a tunnel, I pay attention to trucks carrying gasoline, I know that once in the Mont Blanc tunnel that goes from France to Italy , a truck overturned and caught fire , cars that were behind stopped and the people inside have closed the window thinking they were safe, but without knowing the carbon dioxide is passed inside car and everyone is dead, then if in a hurry they left their vehicle and ran quickly to save themselves they would still be alive , all that to say that you should always keep an eye on the watch, if it is midday it is too late we must return later, and when I change the time I take everything else and I throw it in the river because it is useless to bother with unnecessary things you need to know is what is essential