when is it now

dimanche 1 mars 2015

one day is said to date

one day is said to date from the people is mounted to the top and like everything has happened since I do not see why it is done here in the broom closet unless I know how to cook well but for now c is open so I prefer to wait in the other room and be sure to bear in the fall, which hurts me is to have bad and when I pass by the window I'm careful not to have the weakness to be afraid and see in the opposite corner a chance to leave quickly because sometimes I do not know why I stay, it must be to be a superior right, but I'm looking I see no reason drives me to make these choices, I am very careful not to have the feeling of wasting my time but it's stronger than me, everything is here and that's why I say a prayer, no one knows not why, it is understood, it is for all the time and when I go there it's a surprise for me, because this is because this is what is car car car car car I go out to After two weeks and then I take a walk outside to where I lost my lamp which I used to go all the way up, and when I'm away I see where I'm from, it scares me now it seems to me so high, how I could do all this without telling me it's over, and for this to grow I continue to move closer to life, what happens is a field being cut so that the floor is flat and trim the soft butter does not lose a beat, which is essential, but useful and when it's Wednesday it's good when I make a hole, but everything is in the wrong direction, you have to start, time, gender, do it near the far and so I will exhaust all remedies, one after another, I look them in the face and I'm not sorry to not be part of a group whose violence was the only desire, I like poetry, quiet beauty of the world when it rains and for hundreds of years we try against all odds to appear what we are in a circumstance or another in the invention opportunities in agreement with God and to have just hungry before dinner, which is the most amazing of the sea silted up, and when I can be in available I care not wrong, it often does not begin, you must be on time and do not be afraid to grow because that is because because because because to be put in a bottle that is resistant to shock see themselves in the mirror, but this time I will admit that everything we do is for the wind when for one hour I spend my time trying to understand what it means, that fire in the forest at the foot of my building we built there to be able to have a view of the vulgarity of the flames, and how we are stuck somewhere, it does not hurt, it is strong but when we are reduced to a pile of ashes we think not, life is passed without being able to know what we did yesterday, but it's too late we will have to wait until next time and do not forget to close the door before going to the fishing, which is familiar to me apart from all kinds of outbreaks, which is caught in a tumult in a situation offered in skimmer to the salad or green, but that is not yet available it was not until the next rising waters, when it is noon at the table and that through the glass fogged by the heat of the oven I start to take notes to remember that everything goes wrong

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