Friday, October 12, 2007
Cover Letter Of Pediatrian
Vitale or fatal, apparently the easiest thing in the world, my friend: divide the events of our lives no longer in good or bad, right or wrong, but life or death, where death is all that prevents you from experience: fear, guilt, envy, the past. Easy no?!, The secret is all there, two simple little words simple .. Well my dear fuck, fuck you that thousands of years ago you set foot in my attic stramaledettissima, fuck your kindness and your indestructible belief in the truth. Fuck you, I was less good, in my ignorance I was happy, but happy slave. Fuck you and all that from that day prevents me from sleeping. Fuck why do you think she's easy to know? think it's easier to do that? think it's easy to live with us while people die? but what the fuck do you think that those around us understand? Of course, if you do not know who cares, but if the people you love, what do you do it? what the fuck are you doing? .. What?, My friend, it is vital or mortal? Fuck you, because there is no day or night that I hope to see you go to the fucking door. A Storyteller
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