Poi voglio stare con te per una vita.
e nessun altro.
pure io.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Welcome to hell!
Yesterday at the hospital my doctor made me enter the delivery area, since she could not leave her patient alone for a long time. I think I was a couple of rooms away from her. I could hear this woman, she was yelling like crazy, every few minutes. She did not sound human. That was almost scary. It must be really painful. The epidural, why not?
Probably because in this town doctors tell weird stories about it, you'll risk to be paralyzed forever for example.
Well, that's criminal.
This is so middle age.
Probably because in this town doctors tell weird stories about it, you'll risk to be paralyzed forever for example.
Well, that's criminal.
This is so middle age.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
I'm just trying to make a move to stay in the game
"vivere con te era come stare sempre in prima linea. Un continuo piovere di razzi, granate, napalm, un perenne scavare trincee, andare in pattuglia su sentieri minati,lanciare attacchi, ferire e venire feriti, urlare, singhiozzare, chiama il barelliere, dammi il caricatore, comandante non ce le faccio piĆ¹".
Fallaci - Un uomo
only sometimes. And even sometimes it's too heavy.
Fallaci - Un uomo
only sometimes. And even sometimes it's too heavy.
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