My dear close out the night and return at about 3 am and while dancing with his ex-girlfriend kisses me on the lips. My dear neighbor is drunk without drinking, probably has a white beard and walk on tiptoe to keep me awake.
- I have to wake up now.
His future wife with blond hair in the light, wash the cup. He is in thought of Icarus. The room revolves around him and he starts to throw up my memories on his arms. My memories remain in his arms. (The lamp is shaped like an apple.) Turn your room and vomits.
- I have to wake up now.
is 6 in the morning. He is drinking tea with my picture in the background.
- "I also take the red blanket? "It is I who cry to wake the other side of the walls. She does not know the answer. His hands are made of wood and felt and try my wrists.
- I have to wake up ...
I have to eat in a hurry. Death to the order. Journey into a second time so I will live a second longer. I hear his voice through the thick walls: "I love you, want to see you sweetheart." I pretend not to hear. Bubbles water. They die in order bubbles. Be gentle. Do not rush.'m sweet capelli.Ormai its too late. Is dancing.
- I wake up ...
green eyes of my dear are near ecstasy my heart slow. I pretend not to see them. Beat the eggs. I make a cake for his birthday. Cries from behind the walls: "I am delighted that we are neighbors." okaaaay, I heard this time, okaaay. I fall into the black hole. Do not you ever see one that falls into the black hole.
- I have to ...
I am the sum of all the women who broke my heart. Is dancing with me. She feels safe with him. Things would be like if you only want to smettesi ... of ... do not cry. I'm dancing.
- Mi ...
ps My dear neighbor ...... is a lesbian.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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