Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Ringworm Healing Scab

The December of my life

perfume full of light Guasticce fir .... .... ..... the girls live nativity scene at the table by Mario prosecco ..... .. .... the Midnight Mass Perhaps the different eyes ... ... the opportunity presents unnecessary and expect ... I go to call Monica Clare .... in my room ... that helps me to pack my letters last minute. . the men in my life that I took away after the nuts ... .. chocolate ... ricciarelli cup of Disney ... motor paralysis of aggression ... the birth .... sleepy children in square ... the lot of boxing that Emi is not attacked because we laughed too ... the fight to Kelli's ... the benches in the buildin 'cold and Mello who is afraid .... hugs ... kisses too greetings to those who barely ... this closeness to God that destroys the heart and thoughts .... ... the renewal rebirthing .... mom asks me where I go at that ... it says father cover me who are dressed little ... Diana goes to the community of St. Egidio Alecsey ... who decides it's time to go ... Florence ... the pine trees in a row .... cold ... all sitting silence ... .. my mail to Gabriele .... the terror of not knowing whether I would be able to read the paper ... .. placed inside the dachshund .. .... .... return the toast ... to the pub to Vicarello pizzas Assunta ... sleep ... that does not come to review the movies ... my sixth sense ... the genuine warmth of my hands ... the eroticism ... . desire and be able to stop in time ... socks .... the Befana ...
be undone, and everything clean.

And you think I can afford to cry?

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