c redo that at the end things are as they should go. We strive to improve, but the unexpected critical situations like playing hide and seek, and are hidden in the most unexpected places, have fun saltandono out suddenly while taking a walk and calm the heart leaps angry and scared. but the surprises are more polite, you are slowly discover, there is always around some evidence of their presence. sometimes build real scenic melodramas with refined craftsmanship, where they play with their characters, and the choreography sad and slow at the end are filled with colorful cloths.
think I'm the kind of person who sees things in black and white that hardly sees the shades of gray. I do not know if this is good or bad. but I know someone can see in color and even the luckier ones, in high definition. but I also know that, sooner or later, everyone relaxes a veil of melancholy over his eyes looking at an old sepia-colored picture with white specks those scratches and those who report good-naturedly to its venerable age.
I woke up early with some doubts that ran between the thoughts and craving for nicotine in the veins. My throat was parched from breathing at night and on his shoulders the weight of the commitments that I'm referring. head in the image of the girl who dreams of a life, quiet songs in my ears suited to coma in the morning, before me a pile of books. a notebook open on the top of the pyramid of pages with messy scribbled some notes in pencil. gray to yellow. or if you prefer black and white ...
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