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I am a small woman who lives in a gingerbread world sugar \u0026lt;3
My boobs are marshmallows (._.")
and my heart a drop of chocolate (dark XD) * __ *

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I'll be back to update on a particular day .. Today is the birthday of a person who hit me in the soul. A person who does not know but I found out through music. And his music. I would really like to thank you for every emotion that I won .. because I really had chills. So .. SILVER thanks and best wishes!

In this way I did a little 'of little things about Silver, but also on
Marco = D I hope you enjoy!



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Hearth

Apprna finite see the episode of Criminal Minds 5x09 my mind was definitely shocked. And, let me, it still is.
This story is what it came out .. I hope you like it!

AUTHOR: TITLE JulyAneko
: Hearth
RATING : Green / G
TYPE: One-shot. Introspective.
CHARACTERS: April Johnson, Aaron Hotchner.
SPOILERS: The story is set shortly after the episode 5x09 - 100.
DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me, but Jeff Davis. Criminal Minds belongs to CBS. This story is not for profit.
NOTE: Chronologically, the story takes place long after "Will Never Be a Mistake" and April, the grandson of Gideon, no longer works at BAU has lived in New Orleans with Ethan's old friend Spencer (Remember?! From episode 2x18 - Jones). Ergo it does not matter that you have read "Will Never Be A Mistake."

HEARTH

The phone was bounced to the ground so many times that the sound had come to my ears like a lullaby nervous about the scan of my beating faster heart.
I heard Jennifer's voice calling me for a while yet before you hear the call off. He had probably realized that I was alone in my world, my inner space to absorb the news.
moves one step forward and I feel my legs hard to remember that they are still alive, who are still lost in a world that I can not understand, to accept.
No, could not be true. No, could not be such a thing happened. It was impossible.
hear Ethan's voice muffled by a whistle that will not go deaf from my eardrums. I feel his hand touch the forearm in a warm caress that makes me tremble. And he realizes it because without saying a word, hugged me and squeezes his arms making me feel all of its humanity, its full support, all his friends.
E 'for a moment and the tears start to flow from my eyes slowly, like precious pearls that should not be wasted, like crystals that mark the importance of a broken life too soon, a child left without a mother. Sssh-
.- Ethan whispers stroking his back with his big hands.
And I feel something inside me curl up on itself and die in my heart shocked.

I get off the plane without worrying about where they are, without realizing how that place has influenced my life as a fire brand, like the people I meet I have, inevitably, chained to their heart.
With his mind free from all my concern I go outside the airport. Now I can not think of my life, my problems, I decided to defend people who end up hurting myself. Now I can not.
I take my bag from the agenda and read the driver the street name that I have achieved.
I've never been in that house. The few times we met after my departure, we made it half way in the soft light and some local jazz music.
All the way I keep my palms on my thighs wide open. It makes me feel calm in that position, without fists and show anger, tension, sadness in my heart is full at that time.
No, I can not show these feelings, I can not see me make me weak. Not then. Now I only show my love for the man who taught me to live in the best of ways: listening to myself, listening my moral justice. When the taxi stops
feel heart sank. A caper that makes me dizzy.
close my eyes and breathe deeply before you pay and leave.
We observe the machine away and leave me in the darkness of that neighborhood that seems to be motionless, isolated himself and ready to be swallowed by the fog of the evening.
I climb the stairs of the condominium with a certain slowness and making sure not to meet anyone. Only at the last change course and stand in a room behind the stairs.
I hear footsteps and get two voices talking softly. I am sad voices, calm voices, sounds hot. Entries that I never forgot.
I hold my every single part of the body not to go back to those stairs and review, at last, two of the most important people I have ever known.
I have to resist even to the appearance of this compartment that protects me from the sight of those two men. Because I knew, if only I had seen it, my heart would burst and I would have found a moment to touch the body that have yet to grant to my imagination.
I hear one of the two voices become louder and louder in my head as a warning from having to fight.
's so but for his sake I have to stay away.
And my lips will hatch in a dumb name. Spencer.

I do not know what else in that room, my heart in my throat, hoping to see two eyes looking out as a puppy and find out. And always find love.
But I already know, he has gone along with that second warm voice. Along with that friend that never would have left him and that I had overlooked. Derek. Sighing
back up the stairs and fill the void that separates me from that apartment in which I know he's there.
extends a hand toward the bell, but my fingers do not make a move. No sound fills the house beyond the door. Sigh
bringing the head back. I must find the strength, I must find the courage.
But someone seems to think in my place.
A sound, a key turns in the lock, and I find myself in front of a sad smile that stunned looking at me.
Perhaps more surprising to me.
Without saying a word, the strong tightening embrace my body and, after a moment of astonishment, I also feel his arms belt with the same force.
I watch as she shakes her head without making me feel the weight of all that time I was away. The look in his eyes and discovered only a glimmer of hope for this man who I hear talk quietly with your child in the other room.
lowered his head looking for some explanation but I already know Emily fully understands my reasons. The reasons for my escape and return so that which must be sudden and stay in that house, in that apartment. Together with Aaron and Jack.

close the door behind me after saying goodbye to that friend that never would have tried and which I had reserved the greeting for all the entire team that would not be able to see, I could not see. No, I could not.
reach out to leave behind my briefcase and I feel another pang in my heart. Something more intense, a feeling comes over me that the body but leaves me shiny: no ears, no dizziness.
Slowly I put my feet on one another and with great difficulty I find myself on the threshold of the cold kitchen and sees me sharer of a father to his son.
Aaron is caressing Jack's head while sitting at the table who knows what color the drawing.
I bite my bottom lip looking for the right words to say but my mouth seems to have forgotten how to move.
sigh and move a few more steps and I see that man melancholy turn on my side and stuck in an absolute apathy.
My face is contracted into a thousand expressions until it assumed a sad smile surrounded by a fiery redness that you see me with emotion.
I see him leave the side of the baby while the two warm tears beaded her face tired.
It 'a matter of seconds, my feet move alone, my body reacts alone. Elan I approach her and encircles the neck in a love that I had never been felt before.
I feel his strong arms surround his life, his hands shaking my fists contraction jacket, hiding his face between my brown hair.
do not know how we stay in that position, as my back is wet with tears as I know, never would have happened if they had not been able to enjoy so many things, if those emotions were not exploded in a single moment of relief .
lowered his head to meet the shoulder that had supported me so many times that I knew, would have helped me many times.
At that moment we were no more than a man and his second reason for living, that girl that her best friend had given him, the girl who had shared his joys and fears. That girl better than anyone could have told Haley.
And Aaron knew, she was there not only for him indeed, probably, was there a lot more for you ... for the woman he was waiting for him at home late from work when they belonged to the woman who let her keep her little little man for days when it was occupied.
Sigh.
I hear her get weaker close and close embrace by moving his body but continued to hold the hands firmly on his chest.
I look into that abyss that his eyes are now far too long.
I look at him and a new feeling invaded my body at the moment that I feel that loving voice calling my name.
I turn around and smile at this child who holds out his hands as if he wanted a hug.
launched a last look at Aaron first to focus on my tender little Jack calling me, simply, Aunt April.

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I'm still laughing, I would say last night, because that is the excellent ... THANK Berlusconi government fantastic idea.
Massa, rejected the proposal to add homophobia as an aggravating, so then we give him the spot.

LOL. I laugh because otherwise

m'incazzo.
But maybe I'm already pissed off, maybe it's just another hysterical laughter

(also add that it is the wonderful fact that my mother has not been this angry before slaughter to make me really angry.)

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I LoVe Merlin *.*

not write such a long way!
In reality in this period are a bit 'on the run everywhere except on the books .. doh!
And not having to do anything like the rest of the time .. I took the opportunity to start to see some 'of show and I met a really great series that I recommend to everyone!
Given the fact that I love costume drama .. I could not love that MERLIN !
It 'really incredibly beautiful and more the two protagonists, and Colin Morgan Bradley James are really talented, amazing and crazy! xD

is so .. I leave you some work on them!

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shipwrecked in powder room, desperately seeking something missing much.

So the conclusion is that the problem is not as blog, the problem is the blog itself! It 'difficult to summarize in a few or many rows all that has happened in recent weeks, it is difficult and I do not think can do it - everything will end in a short rambling post which I'm not at all satisfied. Then I'll go to study public administration (commitment: to study new topics step by step), read a bit 'of history (commitment: to recover half a century of history that I missed) and go to bed before 22:00 (commitment: to wake up and not waste hours of teaching).
What happened, in brief, is the unthinkable - now there's a person who claims to love me. to love me , I, my and my one hundred sixty-two cm undefined pounds that make me suffer so much, my smoking and being too grumpy, my silence and my cynical sense of humor. Be the center of a person is a feeling that I almost hurts, and I have to hold the instinct to do evil in my turn, to hurt, to be necessarily the person-plus-strong. But not only that. With that big word, 'love', is out of the lips so soon, so immature and unrealistic to me, as I still consider allergic relations (smielensaggini + habit), there is something - something , the feeling of my skin against her as we hugged and I squeeze my legs around him as if we were to merge slowly - the node at the bottom of my stomach that I feel when we look into my eyes and I sense that I try to understand me. I will return one of my eyes, of those not-so-successful -to-understand me , but also so-well-be . I like this new equilibrium, that is stable with each passing day, being more cynical and contemptuous, but with tenderness (which, he gets there on time and captures only part of the cynicism, but well, it's my problem: D). Anyway, today is one month and ten days 'are together' (! I love what I can remember in the days to be kitsch and say phrases from the age of twelve), he has long hair and blacks, and has a mole shaped star in the left eye.
then, as the wise said Bridget Jones, " is a truth universally accepted that when a part of your life starts to go well, the other one becomes a complete disaster ", So be silent at the moment on the reactions of my mother and my university level crisis - in the resolution, however.

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I wanted to take him home just to say that some beating of your heart belongs to me. Those subtle curves that keep us alive, who knows how to mine. I keep thinking of that paper, how many things have happened, myocarditis, Genoa, Luca and blahblah.
Then I realize that I do not give a shit. I want an ECG, of any person on the face of the earth. I want the RX, the RM, voglio TANTI referti medici, perchè...

... Anatomia è mia.

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Chi è la prima persona che vorresti vedere crepare di una morte lenta e interessante? Solo una? :D
Fai spesso caso ai nasi della gente?   Solo se stanno dicendo “Pappardelle coi ramarri” perché gli si muove la punta del naso stile coniglio XD
Quante volte ti sei chiesto che animale è Pippo? Nessuna.
Se tu fossi cieco, cosa guarderesti? Niente, immagino.
Preferisci vomitare o svenire?   Non sono mai svenuta, quindi così, per provare! * O *
What would you think of a man who wears pink panties? I would ask him where he bought
XD There you go out anyway? And why not, sorry?
When you shave your legs get irritated? No e__e
The idea that we are all flesh under the skeletons that feeling you create it? Consoling.
rather be laughed at by a hundred children or talk to Aida Yespica? Aida, but only because the others are children XD '
cheekbones you do again? No, why should I?
orange or yellow? Neither, for god.
Why you drink alcohol? Why me Why do you offer them
usually brown is snubbed or not like? Why remember the shit! The penis
Michael Jackson is black? I have not the faintest idea, but do not think so XD
your father hits you? NO!!
Have you ever peed in a pool? And who says no, sorry? XD "When you have a pimple
yellow in front of the burst or you do tricks? Bang, I hate the pus ç.ç
you ever dated a football player? Not that I know '
If you're sleeping and someone calls you what do you say? What? With high Scazzi * * You should
to talk with someone you do not speak for a while '? I think not. If you do not feel it for a while 'there is a reason, right?
're pissed off with the last person who called you? No. _. although my mother, so anything is possible
XD hope it will change something in the next month? I'm open to good news.
Ready to winter? Still, I can not wait! \u0026lt;3
If I could leave the house now, where would you go? Oh, at this hour? But are already out of the house are from mika! XD (she is taking a shower)
Is there anything pink within 1 meter away from you? Yes, all stuff nostrils
XD What did you do last night? Seafarers My So Called Life ç_ç
're locked in a room with your worst enemy for three days, what do you do? We quarrel with his death XD, to be precise.
This week you kissed someone whose x try something? No, unfortunately.
When is your birthday? March 20
If you could have anything right now, what would you like? A boyfriend as I say, I guess.
think you're a litigious person? Yes, and I'm proud of: D How's
your heart lately? Sta
Forgive easily? Sometimes.
How is your hair? Purple \u0026lt;3
you care about the people who hate you for no reason? No.
Where is your phone? On my knees, and vibrate for messages nostrils
XDD Do you prefer light or dark hair in the other sex? Dark
** Remember the last time you really liked someone? Yes XD;
What's the first thing you do as you enter the house? Throw the keys somewhere, take off my coat and shoes
Look behind you, do you see? The Library mika
You have a good view? Excellent \u0026lt;3
How was the week? Ironic XD
The last machine where you been? My new toy car ** When
kiss someone? I hope as soon as possible XD
What color is the shirt you're wearing? Black. Under the green dress. A flowers.
How long is your hair? They are crooked, does not count as demand
XD The last movie you saw? Truman Capote, in cold blood
Where did you sleep last night? In my bed \u0026lt;3
Are you happy now? I am very happy \u0026lt;3
The last thing you said? An insult to mika random joke, I do not remember. Joke.
The last time I broke your heart? I do not remember.
What are the gestures you make when you're nervous? I send people to hell much worse than usual.
What is your favorite color? purple
What's the first thing you did after you left the house today? Put the headphones MP3
If I could change the color of your eyes, would you? Maybe.
E 'easily stressed? Yes, I react well
Who is the last missed call? Mamma
How many hours did you sleep last night? Few
XD If I could, I'd marry you now too? Never!
Do you remember what you were like three years ago? Not so much. I do not know if, unfortunately or fortunately.
're a forgiving person? Sometimes.
How is your life? Proceeds.
sleep with the TV on? I fall asleep watching television at times.
think you're old? No
O_O Are you afraid of the dark? Absolutely not.
Is there anyone who can not stop thinking? No O_o
Sai face reality? Yes \u0026lt;3
What you do most often? Talking
XD Who is the person you most trust? Smocchanna!
Where are you exactly? Room mika, Sassuolo, Modena, Italy, europe, planet earth, gaming solar universe.
The black object near you? My phone.
And the silver? My rings and necklace \u0026lt;3
City or country? A little 'a somewhat' the other
you cold? Very ç_ç
Favorite season? Winter \u0026lt;3
The last thing you do before going to bed to pee? No, I brush my teeth XD
You have to pee now? No
XD What did you dream last night? The Color of Blue October
your sheets? Yellow roses and orange
you ever been a whole day without eating? More than one
XD Do you like strawberries and cream? I prefer the lemon and sugar!
you like to be hugged when you cry? Yes ç_ç
often moves you? No \u0026lt;3
Got a MySpace? NO!
What do you have on your desktop? Mononoke
How do you call your daughter? Which daughter? (Elsinore)
Eat Kebab? Of course you do!
Would you like to visit Poland?
already XD Have you ever licked someone's cheek? Eccomeno.
What can not wait now? To lie **
say hello: ... 'fanculoH! \u0026lt;3!

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This day is proving to be very, very weird.

My grandmother is almost discovered that my sister is a lesbian does not help.

And the fact that he finished My So-Called Life (I've been missing morireeeee ç.ç ") is not the most comfort, certainly.

Note how the last episode was centered on the concept of irony, as, apparently, are going to play this long day.

And no, I did not make the time being totally epic, writing this post listening Ironic by Alanis Morissette.

Wish me good luck.

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\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Kill me.>> he said. \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Kill Me>> Prayed he, kneeling down with half breath. \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Kill Me, kill me...>> h wishpered \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Death will be the gratest gift of my Entire life.>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You will left 'em alone ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know, I know, I know he muttered a thousand times ...>> \u0026lt;\u0026lt;But HAD soul left my body I know this many years ago That I've Already abandoned'em.>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ok.>> I said.

He told me his first memory with an incredible reluctance, as if I had asked him how he masturbated. Or something like that.
With the gloved index pushed his glasses that had slipped through the nose just unwrap.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The ricordo> my first> began \u0026lt;\u0026lt;is My father and I yelled to sit still, and calls me big nose.>> There was a
abnormal amounts of documents about his father, on his entire family, like photos and home videos could supplant the reality that instead revealed.
does not smile often in those photos. Not with the eyes, at least. It almost looked like someone had stuck a mouth on her, turning on and turning it into a pout radiant smile.
The plastic nose that feeling worse: the appearance of a skin made of plastic and something otherworldly venneroaggravate.
At times it seemed alien to me, to me that I loved him so much.
Her sister was perhaps the only one I ever really understood. Though she was born after he acted as if he's older sister: he was too fragile, too different, too sensitive to fight their battles.
the day of his funeral, she thanked me. I think he knows it, I imagine that even if no words had told him, somehow. The
announced that he would leave. Or that it was gone. I think that was enough look to know.
The first time I met them together. She spoke with a group of my friends, he was hiding behind the bathroom door, watching everything with a watchful eye from the small window of opportunity left the door open.
As if he hid from us. As if to participate but could not.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I could not, in fact. Do not you understand? I was a big nose, she was that beautiful, she was a woman. She is said to have dazzled and I would have been a dark shape moving behind a flash insistent. And I was big nose, big nose, big nose.>>
I wish he had never heard a word, nothing, of what came out of the mouth of his father.
I invited him out of the process, just me and him and he brought me in their kitchen preparing tea.
do not know why he did it: it was his habit of drinking tea, he had taken during the past few years in England in his childhood.
When his sister found us in silence, sipping the hot drink from regular cups seemed more incredulous than happy to see her brother out of the bathroom.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;For the tea he had a ritual significance. It was not a courtesy to guests, it was also more than just a habit ... tea took him to a higher level of this life, made him equal to others because ... to prepare it was to concentrate on this life and not ...>> told me today, then burst into tears again.
Today was the day of his funeral.
I remember other things I wish I could write his life as if he had always been close, faithful witness of his existence.
But it is not.
I considered myself a good friend to him, a dear person, his doctor, but nothing more.
Now that I think, I think I know why he asked me to kill him. Before All I could do it. And I would have done for him.
Now I know I know, I know that actually knew how I felt for him.
This strange form of love that I was saddened our hearts to his departure and he reassured me with an unexpected relief, as if his suffering had supported me in mild, gentle, quiet, without me noticing . That melancholy that depressed him every day was defeated by death with the relief of both.
And of all those to whom he had permission to approach them.
I bet a lot of tears today were born from this liberating feeling, so like what must have felt on his deathbed that he has it made me feel even closer.
paradox. And typical of him. Rendesi away for clearer, to let you focus and focus.
But it was too much for that its light dazzled us, our shadows had made for him too confusing.
The distance was increased too.
The day I graduated in medicine has ripped the surgical stainless steel bracelet that attests to her serious allergy to penicillin.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ricordatelo>> said \u0026lt;\u0026lt;To please>> was pleading.
And that day when he asked me to kill him ... I knew it. I had understood. While my needle moved him into a medicine that cured millions of people who killed him but he h I apologized.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Scusa>> before slipping out of bed, kneeling down again to the ground awkwardly, as if asking again amends for the sins that I knew had never committed.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Scusa>> and I did not need to ask for what. He asked me because he knew he exploited me, have taken advantage of my love for him.
And while I closed my eyes and nerves in the latest also disappeared, I felt happy, because although I had not ever love him confessed that he was conscious. I had given her last moments, the only real time that would have made the same as everyone else.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ti amo>> I whispered to her open casket before leaving, touching with a finger the plastic curve of his nose cold. \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ti Amo>>

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Admo and surreality.

Go to meetings of the volunteers is a bit 'like going to the psychologist: when you leave your heart seems much lighter, the world ceases to be chaotic and everything takes on the perspective.
I left singing nonsense syllables, clinging to the poles in front of the hospital and using them as a pivot to turn round, attaching itself to the next to leave the square.

I love the cold of the night, his smell, the lights, the relative silence.

And while I'm there to savor the moment, we hear voices.
little bit of panic. Fixed the way and try to ignore them.
You add a noise. A continuous noise of wheels that grind like ... skateboard. Eventually I
I decide to turn around and there they were: three boys on roller skates, helmet, sweatshirt batteries and lights everywhere.
From the park next to the polyclinic get other people dressed the same way and I can not help but laugh.

is surreal. It's all so wonderfully surreal: women and young men jumping around, check that the road is free and resume skating.

LOL.

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Love is a complicated emotion.
Unpredictable.
Do not say 'I'm comin', but you as a surprise.
Sometimes, then, just do not get ...
So at some point it's too late to learn to love ... and even trying, the gestures that should be spontaneous sincere and appear only as a poor play.
In the eyes will not turn any spark, the heart is cold, deep in the soul is immaterial.
Who says he is not capable of love is not bad, not a monster ... it's just sad, and just too long, and even when he says that not be a burden, in pleading for someone to teach him, someone who performs the miracle.
That someone just a little 'love him, and being able to return ... can do it. Even
suffer, rather than not try anything!

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blinding your fingers with my skin That burns for you.

I thought of what might be called 'the Parable of Philip & Me', which has occupied most of the months of my senior year of high school. looking at old photos and remembering the moments of dish, I thought it was incredible to be back friends as before, we have found the perfect balance (I am teasing him, he says some nonsense). is something that you could not recreate, but we did so naturally there are not even notice - so, not as if nothing had happened, but again we . I remember the past months not knowing whether to declare, indecision words I died in my throat every time, the fake innocence with which we left on the couch watching tv embraced, my statement and I knelt on my bed I unfasten the buttons of his pajamas checkered blue and white of her mother. I remember the night of the dance, when I put all my hope, and the pain refused to see me one last time - my heart breaks, days before the exam is completely destroyed, and then healing. my first cigarette and deeper problems that are not resolved. yet to see me like that, alongside with him that evening that was so beautiful (as far as I can be nice) and so full of expectation and love, it does not hurt. I am an incredible tenderness. indeed, for once, I have no regrets. in retrospect, I also understand that as I had been told not to ever fall in love without being reciprocated, what I felt for Philip was really something like unconditional love. then, you know, my relationship with similar ratings and it is very complicated.
I started college (PAPPARAPAAAA '). and I like it. incredibly, I like it. is probably the excitement of a new situation and 'big' that has taken over, but I like it (apart from political science course that will cleverly skipped: D). I love my professor of contemporary history, I love the pause-Cicchini between one and another, the silence in the classroom, the boys indie / alternative which is full of my right . about the same pole where there is the famous Philip who has found more by chance than anything else to do case law:)
but remain in the field of indie kids, what to say. I took a sensational cooked for the youngest boy (a friend of my brother) and I really like: my indie boy . We must say that in addition to university students, this soggettino (1 , 2) SOMEWHAT like me - and another friend (indie) index & my boy brother. I spend afternoons with them more often, and I'm good - that boy in the arms of the index or on a lawn or a bed to rest soggettino-of-the-green pants with laughter.
MORAL: It is a fully new and I want to leave my hormones free to run for a while ', without complicating it all with the feelings (see above,' homely dish filippo '). it took me 40 very detailed and intricate lines to get to the point? think so.
tomorrow and I only have two lessons: D

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lovelovelove ...

It's almost three in the morning, and I'm crying. Tiziano Ferro E
play like any child fuck.
I cry because I feel lonely, because all around me I see only ... love.


And I'm still standing here, wondering if I'll ever be able to love other people apart ... those I left behind.

And I'm sorry to jump up at times, but do not understand, I really do not understand, which is a reaction that comes like waves of the sea?
I flinch, I try to escape, and then overflows, it becomes the wave of hate unnecessary and repetitive as ...
because ...


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can I live the memories And I forget

me and I lose hope that when
only losing that much
You stay with me

these are the only words that can explain what happened between us.
If I said yes ... we would not still be here.
And I could not have what little I have.

I cling to the hope that the sun shines upon this fine and persistent rain, but water is loosening the grip ... the world crumbles and I'm still on the edge of that ravine. But now I know, I see it, and I'm terrified.

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Uh! How long I do not write on my lj!
L ' summer is over and has been brought away many
smiles and joy of companionship
but all laments the loss of a loved one.
Now we are running out for the exams, I hope all goes well .

Lately I have given to the graphics for my story on Criminal Minds adorable ^.
^ I leave you the link to that site is fantastic criminalmindsitalia.it where I posted the story .. between the text you will find all the banners. I hope you enjoy everything! = D

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the problem is when laws, instead of Charles Bukowski Chuck Bartowski.


is, in other words, the last week of summer. Mondays at 8 starting my career (ah-ah) university e. .. do not know, I'm facing with this mixture of fear, curiosity and impatience, and simple stress 'will spend a year doing things that I do not like'. the possibility of facing a whole new thing are so many that it is impossible to predict even the smallest thing. I have a test tomorrow and I already feel that I will overcome it. I did not open the book - but with Italian and also English and History (idiotic blunders aside) I do not need, let's face it with a little modesty. the real problem is logical. I have an IQ low because I did not manage sequences of numbers, figures, and that shit there. I put over an 8 after 2 - 4 - 6 can not do, and yet at the logic seems there are only sequences. Life is wonderful.
life is wonderful because I have a spectacular insight to interested boys wrong. one is too stupid to understand how you reply to a mail message on facebook - as long as you have not already seen him without answering, which is even worse - And too busy to shoot six or seven papers together in Amsterdam (see ) that nice though, he and Philip (yes, that Philip, are friends and I knew that) they brought me a t-shirt emily the strange!
other things, my boy indie beatles, probably hates me & can not stand me (my assumptions are all-bar-saw-mentally, the fact remains that things are not as they wish).
to console me by my failed love affairs - in addition to smoke too much - yesterday I made an expedition to ' ikea , profits: a frame triple donated to my parents with pictures that I have fished in the bottom of the attic of my aunt;

one of those blue cushions to 1 € I have to decide how to decorate (I thought a tarepanda?) And a beautiful silky fitted sheet & pillowcase cyclamen - beautiful. the photo does not do anything for the true color-_-
a map of cotton that I really think I'll call giulia in honor of FEDRE (and will become the / spouse / or inouez XD);

a bit 'of chips ikea to please my brothers (even if you do not try, do it.)

a huge plastic container where all the clothes that will eventually scatter the room (they call 'transit station'), a total of 57 lapissini I cleverly took no more than 2-3 at a time. every time I go out I dall'ikea the bag filled with pencils, and I'm proud.
for the rest, I still eat too much. now most of the time it is impossible to hide even with people close to me. I do not know how to explain this thing in a post, so I give up.
and Sunday are the tubes marta on grass and I have a ride.

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...

The embrace of the child, smelling of Platinum Egoiste and fishing.
the embrace of nostrils, so big and comfortable. Those
of the toad were there, but his hands were always engaged in another - and no, if he stoccacciato would work out OK, I used to play something.
the warm embraces of mocchan, but the bottom always feel that "are not fit to do these things, are not cuddly ee e. ..".
Embraces Luke's so thin that you felt your heart. Those
of the mother, that you know is thinking "you're too big", those of your sister "oddiocheschifoaiuto" but strives to stay there.
Those who know Father's always a bit 'of wood and sweat, but that are short as backslapping.
Those who think only of their plug boobs.

I know. I've always known what you think and understand. He feels the minimum angle, the way she moved her hands on my back, by the way supported or not his chin on my shoulder,

The Valley had a great way to hug me. Sgtringeva time, there was no wind and you were almost forced to stop by force to be there, only now, with all-soul, heart, body and mind.

But now the Valley like so many other people is gone and, well, to quote Katina "OMMIODIO'm a monster."

Somebody give me a fat black psychotherapist and comforting with a box of Kleenex, and possibly a enrome Tweety, this solid embrace.
So full of love to make you feel guilty.
so strong that it takes away breath.
intense and short, and that as soon as you grip the arms drop out of a widening smile.

I need affection, and I do not know how to ask.
I need you, not to discover the point of death had not lived. Come with me


Just listen to me Do not leave me alone ...

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Holiday

job done. I still see
Ale and feel Andre.
There is hope.
terrible illness! >. \u0026lt;

starting tomorrow.
Nico, France, Daly. Are we ready?! xD
Such a great desire to sea!
hope everything goes well.

Greetings to all. A big kiss to my
Tatin. Ale, Francy, Cy. We see
as soon as we are re-!
Happy holidays! = D

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shudder. SUN

Tomorrow last day of work.
sigh of relief, finally a bit 'well-deserved rest! Well .. begin preparations for the departure of 31 .. Croatia here we come!
actually a bit 'I'm sorry to end like this job but not what I do, why not see again the beautiful people that I started to know .. I really regret this. I will miss, I know. But why should I always
affezzionare much to people?!

I leave you a little poem.
A.

FREMO

shudder. Waiting
gestures, glances and smiles
.

shudder.
And the mind wanders.

shudder.
Oceans away,
unknown lands.

shudder.
Paradise
dreamed of a world revealed.

Beyond human, beyond
of consciousness.
shudder.

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Ok, I'll tell you a bit 'of my work that takes me all day. A promoter
bulbs do not think he had ever seen. Who buys bulbs if not for a cast change?!
I am in a sort of department store with a stretching of a square meter and the desire to escape.
There are various types of links-that is, the guys who work in-store, those who do not even consider you with a glance, those who look at you every now and then feebly, and those that make you smile with a joke and emotion . Well, I call them. And more than one of them.

SUN

Nestled into an abyss without
lunch inside
with empty holds in the mind.
an outstretched hand,
and her face turns purple
of a new expression.
It 's a smile that lights up the moment of the day

that remains inside.

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julyaneko @ 2009-06-29T14: 17:00

After consideration given the desire to return to school for another two tests is equal to zero ! Well, not that it's never been high .. argh! Today I find absolutely all the material needed to study .. Please find all the holy library of art!

Ok, I updated my stuff a little bit of graphics .. I leave you some avatar-icons we hope you like!


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