Today Charon ferries himself ...
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Best Softball Pitcher Ever
MeaCulpa.
The truth?
I can not wait that Saturn begins its transit in opposition to my sign.
for those seeking new reeling rediscovering the same old shit.
I do not believe, nor want to believe that it has obtained the knowledge of the homogeneity of disarming the whole human race ... I thought that the salvation of us all the same ... but the essence is that which is rotten. My first and foremost.
I did not radically modify your presumptions of Hitler's race human. I think rather than follow the example of those characters-that Baudelaire or is San Francisco-who have decided to change yourself before you change the world.
E 'an indictment.
It 's a measure of pain.
It 's a mea culpa.
And I'm tired of having to review all over again to find the beginning of the coil ...
Last night I dreamed of even a kind of shit on the theory of historical periods.
I definitely review all over again. When is the cut to zero?
ok, there's a good thing that I discovered something that relaxes me. The OwlCity. All I had mistaken for the beginning PostalService ... forgive me.
Au \u200b\u200brevoir,
you become, GiaLz.
Ps: Take it all in the ass. There. And ringraziatemi also discover that maybe they found something that suits you most in life that makes even deeper. 
The truth?
I can not wait that Saturn begins its transit in opposition to my sign.
for those seeking new reeling rediscovering the same old shit.
I do not believe, nor want to believe that it has obtained the knowledge of the homogeneity of disarming the whole human race ... I thought that the salvation of us all the same ... but the essence is that which is rotten. My first and foremost.
I did not radically modify your presumptions of Hitler's race human. I think rather than follow the example of those characters-that Baudelaire or is San Francisco-who have decided to change yourself before you change the world.
E 'an indictment.
It 's a measure of pain.
It 's a mea culpa.
And I'm tired of having to review all over again to find the beginning of the coil ...
Last night I dreamed of even a kind of shit on the theory of historical periods.
I definitely review all over again. When is the cut to zero?
ok, there's a good thing that I discovered something that relaxes me. The OwlCity. All I had mistaken for the beginning PostalService ... forgive me.
Au \u200b\u200brevoir,
you become, GiaLz.
Ps: Take it all in the ass. There. And ringraziatemi also discover that maybe they found something that suits you most in life that makes even deeper.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
What Are Maculopapular
"always forward."
"I ..."
[pause]
"always forward."
"Ok"
"always forward."
"... it is grotesque everything ..."
"I know, but always forward"
"... get a life philosophy ..."
"I repeat. Always forward"
"... and then discover that you rummage through ..."
"always forward. Do not repeat it."
"Ok. And on."
I have trouble concentrating.
your , SempreAvanti, GiaLz.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
How To Clean Exploded Batteries
"... Love ... I can empty the ...?" Nocturne No. 69 in roserosse sauce.
Some days I forget. Already a year (one day) and it seems like yesterday that I have my veins cut the tear duct to hear throb ...
Yes, of course, then ricapitato tralaltro even in a time- but so-so remote and we do the habit ...
did not help ... is disarming ... the only thing that comes to mind is to drop everything ... or to anchor firmly to itself and throw everything in life ...
this is basically what I do. More
life slaps me, the more the memories resurface, the more I attack it ...
I realize I am stupid and pathetic in the eyes of veterans saying that I feel a burden that weighs tons to pull me down ... I basically only 18 years and 6 months. Perhaps before the finish line I will live another 3 ... 4 times eighteen. (Oh then you never know ... Seneca as well as giving me an 8 made me think even a lot)
Well anyway ... I'm not a sport nor a person who has a sense of duty oozing from every pore ... but I concluded that I'll be stronger. Commitment. Dedication. And I will not have regrets.
... is ... the absurd to me that now I have imagined is that of a shapeless heap pierced by barbed spears they hang bags of ballast ...
But passageway after passageway (not the Leonine Ancona, clear, I do not think suicide for now - and forgive the irony) Maybe I'll move a bit ...
However I miss the psychoanalysis ... so I'll need ... I'm afraid that where I put the stitches you are reopening all very slowly ... maybe dreams are just what I do outside this medication ...
Having given birth to two images that may be the subject of some work ... or maybe just part of the gallery's exhibition will remain in my head ... I can go to download my venom glands are swollen a lot .. . (Men give me the analogy ... you have the balls I have the venom glands ... what can you do?)
[vitriol Mode: ON] Well ... opened my messenger and looking for someone to I run a chat in an endless myriad of hearts [ok, so I have a heart-on-one but my personal message ... but it is functional in a warning: "I'm busy do not bother with the bales some shit like that but, you have a webcam? because the answer is yes but not much use. point.]
Returning to the myriad of hearts.
All I red that looked like an abandoned house after a satanic mass, where they quartered a flock of sparrows [thin ... they are thin ...]. All sti PUPPY LOVE YOU. BEANS ... .. I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU BABY ... they always complain if Moccia still selling those crap ... supersonic
do not need the world to know that you love a person is not cool. it just makes you so damn vulnerable ... 1) because love implies vulnerability, and 2) because you could make dupes of those who, like me have a little bit of resentment for the god that divides the fortunes equivalently, 3), however, because I know so much vulgar ... better to say things in private ... [I'll talk to you ... oh well] or tell you a little more than poetic refinement (this Catullus, to name just one?)
malice.
Simple and pure ...
Make me nasty and hateful satisfies me.
Yours, with love-but-fanculizzatevi, GiaLz. 
Some days I forget. Already a year (one day) and it seems like yesterday that I have my veins cut the tear duct to hear throb ...
Yes, of course, then ricapitato tralaltro even in a time- but so-so remote and we do the habit ...
did not help ... is disarming ... the only thing that comes to mind is to drop everything ... or to anchor firmly to itself and throw everything in life ...
this is basically what I do. More
life slaps me, the more the memories resurface, the more I attack it ...
I realize I am stupid and pathetic in the eyes of veterans saying that I feel a burden that weighs tons to pull me down ... I basically only 18 years and 6 months. Perhaps before the finish line I will live another 3 ... 4 times eighteen. (Oh then you never know ... Seneca as well as giving me an 8 made me think even a lot)
Well anyway ... I'm not a sport nor a person who has a sense of duty oozing from every pore ... but I concluded that I'll be stronger. Commitment. Dedication. And I will not have regrets.
... is ... the absurd to me that now I have imagined is that of a shapeless heap pierced by barbed spears they hang bags of ballast ...
But passageway after passageway (not the Leonine Ancona, clear, I do not think suicide for now - and forgive the irony) Maybe I'll move a bit ...
However I miss the psychoanalysis ... so I'll need ... I'm afraid that where I put the stitches you are reopening all very slowly ... maybe dreams are just what I do outside this medication ...
Having given birth to two images that may be the subject of some work ... or maybe just part of the gallery's exhibition will remain in my head ... I can go to download my venom glands are swollen a lot .. . (Men give me the analogy ... you have the balls I have the venom glands ... what can you do?)
[vitriol Mode: ON] Well ... opened my messenger and looking for someone to I run a chat in an endless myriad of hearts [ok, so I have a heart-on-one but my personal message ... but it is functional in a warning: "I'm busy do not bother with the bales some shit like that but, you have a webcam?
Returning to the myriad of hearts.
All I red that looked like an abandoned house after a satanic mass, where they quartered a flock of sparrows [thin ... they are thin ...]. All sti PUPPY LOVE YOU. BEANS ... .. I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU BABY ... they always complain if Moccia still selling those crap ... supersonic
do not need the world to know that you love a person is not cool. it just makes you so damn vulnerable ... 1) because love implies vulnerability, and 2) because you could make dupes of those who, like me have a little bit of resentment for the god that divides the fortunes equivalently, 3), however, because I know so much vulgar ... better to say things in private ... [I'll talk to you ... oh well] or tell you a little more than poetic refinement (this Catullus, to name just one?)
malice.
Simple and pure ...
Make me nasty and hateful satisfies me.
Yours, with love-but-fanculizzatevi, GiaLz.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Turn Veriface Off 3.6
Big party with Fabri Fibra Bari
Francesco Favia
Bari celebrating the New Year to the sound of hip hop
great show on stage, indeed, to be precise, on one of three boxes arranged in harmonic Corso Vittorio Emanuele in Bari While little further used to perform Patty Pravo and Righeira, between Piazza del Ferrarese and Corso Cavour, before the old theater Margherita, cold sea breeze, the audience was warmed up to the sound of irreverent hip hop.
"I see that there are also adult" fiber from the stage, almost in disbelief. Maybe some people thought 'bigger was addressed to other types of music to celebrate the arrival of new year. But there, all hands to the sky to acclaim with his faithful Fabri Fibra Big Fish at the console.
Leading the army of people who just want a bit 'of fun, at least for that night, a night where you throw away all the disappointments over a period of twelve months and expects a better year, Fabrizio Tarducci exalted the crowd.
looked like one of them. The desire to slaughter, to entertain and have fun. The humility that has distinguished so far, not least in its live, knowing that the reality seems to be a dream. After a training period, here he moves his hands to those who love him and those who know his music only through some of his single. All jump and Fabrizio Tarducci, thrilling, he flew at that hour of the many music Bari rushed to greet and party with him in the New Year's Eve.
great show on stage, indeed, to be precise, on one of three boxes arranged in harmonic Corso Vittorio Emanuele in Bari While little further used to perform Patty Pravo and Righeira, between Piazza del Ferrarese and Corso Cavour, before the old theater Margherita, cold sea breeze, the audience was warmed up to the sound of irreverent hip hop. "I see that there are also adult" fiber from the stage, almost in disbelief. Maybe some people thought 'bigger was addressed to other types of music to celebrate the arrival of new year. But there, all hands to the sky to acclaim with his faithful Fabri Fibra Big Fish at the console.
Leading the army of people who just want a bit 'of fun, at least for that night, a night where you throw away all the disappointments over a period of twelve months and expects a better year, Fabrizio Tarducci exalted the crowd.
looked like one of them. The desire to slaughter, to entertain and have fun. The humility that has distinguished so far, not least in its live, knowing that the reality seems to be a dream. After a training period, here he moves his hands to those who love him and those who know his music only through some of his single. All jump and Fabrizio Tarducci, thrilling, he flew at that hour of the many music Bari rushed to greet and party with him in the New Year's Eve.
Francesco Favia
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