meanwhile

metegol

*looking for new play-mates

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ok, i'm agree with the sentence: "you are what you write",

but the point is this: if i have no idea about what to write (like it happens to me in this moment) and i'm not even able to write a word, does it mean that i'm nothing?*

*so, molko was really so right? (?)

without

if i were brave enough i could write that nothing here (in this blog) has sense without you.

but we all know perfectly that i'm a complete coward who is not able of writing a thing like that.*

*thanks jesus that nobody is reading (this blog) right now

pin*

*ping-pong

politiK

*tragically overeacting (as usual)

please

*please dont take a picture
it's been a bad day

exit

days when i am so -but so- me*

*why cant i be you?

weirderish

but fly, butter fly*

*silly games with words, this is getting even worst day by day... oh my goat!

gulliver

i said: "i'm becoming smaller day by day or by day by"
but the worst thing is that nobody seemed to believe me

and some day or day some, i'll probably dissappear but nobody or bodyno will notice it

poor so poor smaller me*

*it is very tragic, very very tragic and maybe a little weird or small weird (?)