when is it now
jeudi 6 février 2014
time goes on what
time
goes on what is normal without having to always do what is good for
humans is not known why this is the evil that prevails, there is no
obvious reason everything is hidden in the cellar, there
is no light , the world of rats and roaches , to be visible must turn
on the light , then we hope that everything will be fine , it is a
fantasy that is eaten with the hunger of be
a little each time, when you go to bitterness, it is a sign of decline,
then to what can change something, he sits down to eat , tells his
story , takes a piece of bread, put
his knife , smiled at the waitress, pay the bill and leaves the
restaurant, just spent twenty minutes at the same time in the world 388
people have died in their car , 4000 fell on the stairs, and I continue dreaming
, because in life there several times, there is one lucky when it falls
it hurts but it 's for a good cause, then nothing is said , I
appreciate the time , I am feels
good, it's been years that I try to correspond with my thoughts , it's
not happening is blocked, then I embroider around , so that it is well
taken , I must put myself to do more cases
, I miss , it is a void that I maintain for not having to fly at first
as ideally saw a snake will bite not get caught I take my time I invoke not
god , I stay in my corner, I do what I want, everything is fine and
since yesterday I feel up mustard that will go to the brain to burn him
some cells, but when you love it does not matter, there will
bravely and do not fear getting older , because it takes time to
realize that we are right at the outset we know nothing , and then the
years pass , we say that is deceived
, but now that after 20 years this is the reason prevails , we are all
going to last one day , one month, and then I do not know, is that it
depends on me , life is also responsible
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