when is it now

mercredi 19 mars 2014

it could have done but when

it could have done but when I think I 'm a little more than I was and yet I expect it starts , I 'm in no hurry , I just want to make sure everything is in place so that I can do my number, but for the first time I see the yellow flowers, I say what a pleasure to live , then I see red flowers , I think it is wonderful to live after I see what I can do , and now I 'm sad because I can never match the yellow or red flowers, all I can do is a little way into the salad , but mostly I always start what I finished for this reason I need help because everything is in the moment so to achieve the next moment I think I can go through it , provided always hang on the same train at the same time in a year it will more than time to luggage but for now I'm still looking for my comb that I wanted to take with me when I went to the south of Spain, but I came back I asked myself why I was gone I told myself the next time I go into my bathroom , at least I know it well , and I do not like taking luggage is heavy to carry , and then when I look at the clouds I see that they suggest themselves, where do they go , I do not know and I do not want to follow because all that is not serious , I 'd like to get involved in a project that takes his time so that everything is well studied , but how am I going to do with my desire to leave , am I motivated enough to lose myself in a relationship that will make me look young adult man in gray , but how do otherwise I'm not anxious enough to think that I lost my youth, all advance and it is like that , there is no other way , we have to go without moving, as if the sun was shining but could not find the shade , as if the cabinet could eat sausages, as if I was good , as if I could walk through walls , as if it's Saturday , I felt as if the time had come to say goodbye , but it is not how it's done , there are so many ways to live , why not try and take when possible a book and say that the time is now then I go, it's decided , I'm for output, it is a fun, we laugh , we do not think about our problems , and finally the only one left is hungry , because when we laugh is the best but the stomach happens he needs terrestrial foods, pork , guinea fowl , herbs de Provence , stories to tell, the atmosphere as if we were willing to do what we never do , that is maintain order not to disturb anything , because how can we believe that we can have fun at the point of forgetting everything that bothers because life is full of projects, problems , dizziness when you realize what is happening below me, a million atoms are agitated in every direction to see who comes first

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