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are increasingly frequent days when I feel offside.
I do not know if it's the heat of summer these ovens that afflict my brain, sweat along the back, asking the attic sky fucking two drops of water, do not know if it's old age or what is left of passionate youth, but I really filled my balls. I feel tired, disappointed and totally inappropriate in all, a former striker who can no longer move behind the line of defenders, their young I am old, bloody offside always, always late, no longer understand my role, I do not understand more schemes, I do not know even what game you play.
I do not want to read more, I'm not going to paint more, do not listen to a fuck if not hot and what's worse I feel totally inadequate for the hundreds of roles that always holds.
What an idiot, I painted as a young man of a thousand roles, believing that so I do not really recognize and leave me where I was. I was crazy busy as an ant behind it all, now I realize that I entered so many clothes that I can not fucking walk anymore, I do not carry forward a fuck if not my butt limp in daily life consisting of stuffiness and dripping of sweat burning in the eyes, grotesque caricature of every face I wear for who knows how long, fuck. I do not know who I am, where I started.
I'm afraid I do not have solutions, friends who populated abused my attic, or choke waiting for it to end the summer and the cool save me from all the crap that I'm stuck on you, or I take off before the only mirror that still stands , Although broken in this attic timeless, that under the old crucifix. Undress me, maybe I'll put the years, perhaps a lifetime, but I am sure that this mountain of rags taken shall see the original color of my essence as a tiny man, I recognize the sucker in the mirror, I acknowledge him and laugh as the two balls 'each other to think how long we have avoided without knowing it is in our nature to always go in pairs. Laugh bitterly to think what hurt us the attachment to crap when the only attachment between us that can not be a dick. I undress, shave the beard, I'll take a shower and I am sure, find the strength to the sidelines before the referee whistles again. Council to all of you to do the same thing, my dear friends suffocated and depressed.
Close the door when you leave, I will not pain in the ass while bathing. A Storyteller
soon.