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venerdì 1 febbraio 2008
ore 19:48(categoria:
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CE L’HO FATTA!!!!
Cazzo se è stata dura. Legio stavolta sei stato bastardo, tra esami e tutto cosa anche mi tocca a fare, e quanto mi tocca scervellarmi. Xò ce l’ho fatta! Mi spiace x gli altri ke la dovranno affrontare, in bocca al lupo!
giovedì 31 gennaio 2008
ore 10:59(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Song: Creed - Weathered
I lie awake on a long, dark night I can’t seem to tame my mind Slings and arrows are killing me inside Maybe I can’t accept the life that’s mine No I can’t accept the life that’s mine
Simple living is my desperate cry Been trading live with indifference yeah it suits me just fine I try to hold on but I’m calloused to the bone Maybe that’s why I fell alone Maybe that’s why I feel alone
Me..I’m rusted and weathered Barely holding together I’m covered with skin that peels and it just won’t heal
The sun shines and I can’t avoid the light I think I’m holding on to life too tight Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Sometimes I feel like giving up Sometimes I feel like giving up
Me...I’m rusted and weathered Barely holding together I’m covered with skin that peels and it just won’t heal
The day reminds me of you The night hides your truth The earth is a voice Speaking to you Take all this pride And leave it behind Because one day it ends One day we die Believe what you will That is your right But I choose to fight So I choose to fight To fight
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lunedì 28 gennaio 2008
ore 17:58(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
sabato 26 gennaio 2008
ore 10:53(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Pausa
Song: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Make You Feel Better
She’s the one she’s the only one She’s got ripped black light Gonna make me come I say... when I smile I’m a really smile I got dreams so wide like a country mile
I said now, I’ll take it It’s better for you Somehow we’ll make it ’Cause that’s what we do
Pick a star in the open sky I see you see me And that is why I
Hop along to the cowboy beat When I feel your fire Jump up to meet
I said now, I’ll take it It’s better for you Somehow we’ll make it ’Cause that’s what we do
Something out there Where love is your only friend and We are the ones That will make you feel better Someone to spare When love is the only end and We are the ones That will make you feel better Oh yeah
In a world that has run amok I’ve got to set my sights Just to get struck
I walk away from the rank and file With a punched out mouth And a pack of style
I say... she’s the one she’s the only one Make me search myself Until I’m done... and
Tell me now in a telegram Do the sea of stars Make a diagram... and
So alive I arrive on dust You can search my mind For the red on rust... I said Take me there and she really cares Lights up for me gonna hear my prayers
I said now, I’ll take it It’s better for you Somehow we’ll make it ’Cause that’s what we do
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venerdì 25 gennaio 2008
ore 19:55(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
E’ un pò di tempo ke penso di dover scrivere qualcosa. Qualcosa su questi mesi. Qualcosa sui rapporti ke sembrano perdere forza. Ma non so cosa scrivere. Xkè nnn c’è molto da descrivere. Xkè le motivazioni ai comportamenti nn son facili da descrivere. So solo ke son felice. Qualcosa di strano ho xò addosso. Ho mancato ultimamente, e chiedere scusa penso ke sarebbe ipocrita, ma è cmq il minimo, x cui chiedo scusa. Nn so cosa questo possa provocare, nn pretendo di capire, chiedo solo di nn giudicare, xkè credo sia facile farsi un’idea dall’esterno, ma nn x forza è quella giusta. E nn voglio giustificarmi, xkè è inutile. Proverò a farmi spiegare e a farmi capire, e se c’è ancora posto proverò a inserirmi.
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Quello ke c’è scritto qui,rileggendolo,nn ha alcun senso. Perdonate la confusione. A presto
domenica 20 gennaio 2008
ore 13:32(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Dai ke fom na cantà
Ieri sera la gente delle mie parti ha speso un gettone in "belle serate", devo dir ke tra buon cibo, buon vino, buona compagnia, canti e risate mi son divertito "O Teresina tu mi piaci tantooooooooooooooooooo, come il mare piace alle sireneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"
spero sia andata bene anche a voi
song: song: The Rolling Stones - Angie
Oh Angie, Oh Angie, when will those dark clouds disappear Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can’t say we’re satisfied But Angie, Angie, you can’t say we never tried.
Angie, you’re beautiful, but ain’t it time we said goodbye Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke Let me whisper in your ear Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here Oh, Angie, don’t you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet I hate that sadness in your eyes But Angie, Angie, ain’t it time we said good-bye
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can’t say we’re satisfied But Angie, I still love you, Baby, ev’rywhere I look I see your eyes There ain’t a woman that comes close to you come on baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain’t it good to be alive Angie, Angie, they can’t say we never tried
sabato 19 gennaio 2008
ore 15:01(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
Superplus
Song: Staind - Open Your Eyes
As I walk along these streets I see a man who walks alone Distant echo of people’s feet He has no place to call his own A shot rings out from a roof over head A crackhead asks for change nearby An old man lies in an alleyway dead A little girl lost just stands there and cries
What would you do, if it was you? Would you take everything for granted like you do?
A boy just 13 on the corner for sale Swallows his pride for another hit Overpopulation there’s no room in jail And most of you don’t give a shit That your daughters are porno stars And your sons sell death to kids You’re so lost in your little worlds Your little worlds you’ll never fix
You turn away
As I walk along these streets Soaking up the acid rain Underneath the taxi cabs I hear the streets cry out in vain
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giovedì 17 gennaio 2008
ore 23:00(categoria:
"Vita Quotidiana")
venerdì 1 febbraio 2008
