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good morning friends near and far....
 KNOW ABOUT ROOMS TO RENT???? i'd appreciate every kind of help from you...<br />
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in the meanwhile....friday i was looking 4 a job, bringing my CV around all the city....i was thinking...."come luck come to me".."help me to find what i'm lookin' for..."<br />
in this very moment i suddenly looked into a shop window and what did i see???<br />
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want u to say hallo to my new red boots....actually it was looking for a pair of boots like that for a life....since i watched for the first time footloose the film....the actress had red boots (mine are better) and they were the symbol of evil, since she were the priest's child....
anyway...what do u think i have to understand from these facts?
i asked karma to help me find a job and it made me found a pair of hot red boots (which i obviously paid...not too much anyway...)
so the moral should be...i didn't find a job but the job has found me?????
should i take a walk on the wild side?.....
that's not kind.....jesus....
want u to say hallo to my new red boots....actually it was looking for a pair of boots like that for a life....since i watched for the first time footloose the film....the actress had red boots (mine are better) and they were the symbol of evil, since she were the priest's child....
anyway...what do u think i have to understand from these facts?
i asked karma to help me find a job and it made me found a pair of hot red boots (which i obviously paid...not too much anyway...)so the moral should be...i didn't find a job but the job has found me?????
should i take a walk on the wild side?.....
that's not kind.....jesus....
ok...i'm bored today....and fucked up actually....i drank topo much yesterday nite with my best friends madda and waikiki....we had so much fun anyway....
well....here some of my pics of this last period
my new tatoo....
just an ordinary hangover....
always so hard to put clothes on....
i love this mise.....
pretty little bitch!
well....here some of my pics of this last period
my new tatoo....
just an ordinary hangover....
always so hard to put clothes on....
i love this mise.....
pretty little bitch!
ok i know...it's been a while.
that's because so many things happened to me in these last 4 months that i'm still stoned and confused...i'm still trying to figure out what exactly happened to me actually.
In two words, i've lost everything that seemed to be my normal life: job and boyfriend.
this is not so weird actually. the weird thing is how i'm reacting.
specially in these last days i'm starting to understand what passes in stolker's mind, for exemple.
I'm full of rage and hate, that's the true. i totally hate him now, i tryied to "stay friends" but i quickly realized that this philosophy just doesn't fuckin' work for me.
i hate him
and it's not only this. i want him too suffer actually. i want to level off the shit.
i dream about how to get revenge, i want to gut his wheels....
any suggestions? if possible some clever strategy which could avoid me prison or penalties or public humiliations....
well....
waiting for ur precious advices!!!!!
that's because so many things happened to me in these last 4 months that i'm still stoned and confused...i'm still trying to figure out what exactly happened to me actually.
In two words, i've lost everything that seemed to be my normal life: job and boyfriend.
this is not so weird actually. the weird thing is how i'm reacting.
specially in these last days i'm starting to understand what passes in stolker's mind, for exemple.
I'm full of rage and hate, that's the true. i totally hate him now, i tryied to "stay friends" but i quickly realized that this philosophy just doesn't fuckin' work for me.
i hate him
and it's not only this. i want him too suffer actually. i want to level off the shit.
i dream about how to get revenge, i want to gut his wheels....
any suggestions? if possible some clever strategy which could avoid me prison or penalties or public humiliations....
well....
waiting for ur precious advices!!!!!
yes....thinking about you...about wild nights and no ending times....i love you...i always will...the fact is...i still don't know who u are
Hey suicidefriends!!!!
here is a new ribena....i rocked and rolled my fuckin' town last tuesday...i made a dj set in a festival in treviso...it has been a real event....a friend of mine had created the event in fb: DJ LA LOU EN ROUGE...THE ONLY DJ SET FORBIDDEN TO MINORS...well...here some pics
i started with the red dress...then i made a little strip and changed with the black skirt...i had so much fun and people was so happy that now i want to do it again...
wow!
here is a new ribena....i rocked and rolled my fuckin' town last tuesday...i made a dj set in a festival in treviso...it has been a real event....a friend of mine had created the event in fb: DJ LA LOU EN ROUGE...THE ONLY DJ SET FORBIDDEN TO MINORS...well...here some pics
i started with the red dress...then i made a little strip and changed with the black skirt...i had so much fun and people was so happy that now i want to do it again...
wow!
PALERMO IS FUCKING MAGIC!!!!!
God i love that city and i'm figuring out that even this trip is another sign...the more i think 'bout it the more i convince myself that the loss of my job, the brake with my boyfriend and this week in palermo are all signals from a sort of a cosmic willing...u can call it karma but it's not exactly like that...i don't think i'm receiving something bcause of something i did...i think that destiny or god or the all universe are trying to tell me something...something i have to decode and that scares me a bit...i feel so deep inside of this kind of tornado of events that i rather believe that it's all for me...anyway now, i am not happy, i am not sad, i am not in love, i don't want him back....but what do i want?...i just know i have electricity inside.
vucciria - the old meat market...i ate sandwich with heart and drunk a kind of sweet red wine called "sangue", that is "blood"...eat heart, drink blood wrapped into the smoke and poetic rubbish...
i've been lucky cause the day i arrived was the day of santa rosalia, patron of palermo...the celebrations were great
this is the fantastic girl that hosted me
the sea...and me...i cutted my foot that day with those rocks....this is me and my brother
and palermo.....
sometimes an oyster can give joy instead of pearls....
love u all
God i love that city and i'm figuring out that even this trip is another sign...the more i think 'bout it the more i convince myself that the loss of my job, the brake with my boyfriend and this week in palermo are all signals from a sort of a cosmic willing...u can call it karma but it's not exactly like that...i don't think i'm receiving something bcause of something i did...i think that destiny or god or the all universe are trying to tell me something...something i have to decode and that scares me a bit...i feel so deep inside of this kind of tornado of events that i rather believe that it's all for me...anyway now, i am not happy, i am not sad, i am not in love, i don't want him back....but what do i want?...i just know i have electricity inside.
vucciria - the old meat market...i ate sandwich with heart and drunk a kind of sweet red wine called "sangue", that is "blood"...eat heart, drink blood wrapped into the smoke and poetic rubbish...
i've been lucky cause the day i arrived was the day of santa rosalia, patron of palermo...the celebrations were great
this is the fantastic girl that hosted me
the sea...and me...i cutted my foot that day with those rocks....this is me and my brother
and palermo.....
sometimes an oyster can give joy instead of pearls....
love u all
