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Those between stage and reality

"What season of the heart is this where you are running to the rescue of forgotten years, pretending to have them heard cry for help? "(Baricco, this story).

some lives should be relived again. Perhaps reliving a moment lost in the crowd of how it was. Maybe trying to check to be turned off in those moments were we or our brain.

Some lights do not shine enough and would like to check them, see if there's something about you in that fraction of look that you lit up the life or at least has freed you from the shadows in which stagnated for some time. Looking be careful, try to look inside other people, but too much light blinds.

Some dreams you live them, even if they turn into nightmares. Why does not mean that you should always be well, that the liver must be intact throughout life, that you should say something intelligent, if there is something intelligent to say.

Some people have to understand them. It is not their fault that Walt Disney invented them and then threw them in the real world. They face a world that does not look like Mickey Mouse and to try not to go crazy. The neuron that sometimes accompanies them back to life, exchange a square root for a truth, first twins to think such a cheerful thing, says giving up alcohol in hand with another cup of sangria and, meanwhile, cut with puns continue the monotony of aphasia esterrefazione head of mourning that accompanies us. Some hugs

you'll miss them. So, better not to think about and understand that friends are always there even when I'm by your side and the beautiful moments of the past are nothing more than a promise that the future will hold.

Good Things To Write In Engagement Cards

"I love you" by Stefano Benni


I love you and if you do not just steal the stars into heaven


to make garland and the empty sky
not complain of what he lost
your beauty alone will fill the
' universe


I love you and if not enough
will drain the sea and all the pearls come before you to bring

and the sea will not cry for this snub

that a thousand waves, and no sirens
the magic of one of thine eyes


and I love you if you do not just lift up
volcanoes and their fire
put in your hands, and ice will burn for


of my passions and I love you
if not enough

also the clouds catch you and bring you the
tamed and will rain down on you
summer when the heat And if you do not sleep

because not enough time to stop
'll stop the planets in flight
and if you do not just fuck

Force Evolve Gameshark Pokemon Gold

Look back and see that you start something, you must leave, saying that there is an alpha and it's worth believe it is worth. A starting point that makes us think of doing something and that something will obtain

from other starting points that lead us forward without fighting back. What happens then, ending up back, and then you feel like the protagonist of a song by tiziano ferro that if you understood what you said maybe we would end too. But the important thing is to understand that until we have a purpose for us there will never be an end. As long withstand the weight of what we are and try to understand those around us, maybe we'll come back. Perhaps, we can not be swallowed up in our past, not to end up in those dead-ends of each hidden embarrassment that would be worth as much light each with a moment of growth. Why was not out of place if you are not in other places. Let's try to define us for who we are when we are alone and nothing belongs to us. We are not the mirror where the rest of the world needs to see bigger. We are a means of comparison, the possibility of personality with which all must be reckoned with. And the summer will be the litmus test, as always. It is the season where we expect something more, the time when you want to slag a year, became the gold circle in the mouth every morning. But now is the time to look ahead, because it is behind the excuse of those who are preparing to lose. We want to win. So full speed ahead and we hope that there is too much tomorrow to aim to run the risk of looking back.