I live my life with a desperate innocence, I realize it only flashes.
When I find to hold on to what I feel nearer to despair of getting lost in the oblivion of oblivion. Old
recesses of a history of heavy sorrows.
I see boredom in last day this Sunday that will be done the usual things.
As always, it should be.
table, family, bring your head and I do not eat that floats lightly in a world empty and steam (steam at the spa as censorship in anime).
It takes a little rest tediously boring view from a week waiting for me automatically.
mornings and extreme rigid and pilgrimages to Catania lasting until late evening.
But on the other hand, I saw a man Naro groped to rape a pool table and this is enough for me to improve uomore.
