Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Marriage Invitation Quotes

Revolver

. I run a small drum in his pocket. The jeans are not close then you can not see. The moon comes out from the sea, is small, has a diameter of a few centimeters. From behind me shouted: "You look like the old and the sea. "I have a revolver in his right hand and the weather is cold because it touches the metal. Click. Russian roulette.'s not there not there. Please try again. Click.'s not there. One two three four. Click . I feel the bullet through my brain. When he comes out is a mess between the pieces of skull, brain and blood. are those fireworks? Tonight they will not, apparently. Ah, maybe I will do tomorrow, we came a day earlier. My body goes limp and a large piece of skull falls on the sand. It could become a nice ashtray. Some fish will flock to the blood clots. So, who the fuck cares. The sand sheet and I'm twelve years. She is so blonde, so skinny, has long hair. What strange name you have. My mother is German. Ah, yes. In the water looks like a mermaid. And to think that ancient sailors thought that the seals were sirens. She was not a seal. Years later she cut her hair and turned red. I saw her on a fashion magazine. They said they take drugs. Maybe I liked it, was very beautiful. I do not know, males females males. Yes yes boys. They run strange voices. They say it is beating. Mh, long ago was the moral to me. I was watching me through the shops. E 'psychopath. I do not know. I will not go into these talks. By now I no longer judge people. I just try to keep them away without getting bored too. It 's hard to be corrected. The wine helps, and how. No, I do not meet the spirits. The bottle is still there, empty. It 's the first of the day, or the second? Now it is full empty full. Tiny bubbles make their way in the glow of the liquid to the long and narrow top. I can hold my breath. To touch the bottom and bring the sand. The sun is hot. I want to smoke. I want to smoke. I want to. Cigarette, a. E 'thin and there is a black cat. It makes me hot. Red collars. Blue light. Laughter, but I am alone. And bones and brain are on the sand, while someone makes a bonfire. Others sing annoying songs. Someone insists and is unbearable. Some people steal bottles of champagne. And I drink it. "And 'our booty of war." It does everything, indiscriminately. Bella is beautiful. I'm not used well. "Be selective." There there are shadows in my room. Some emerge from behind the terrace. They tell of the dwarves, some are purple. I had a lover of the north, well, not exactly had. They talk on the contrary, perhaps, I do not know. It 's cold cock. I do not understand why I've stayed on all night. You say and you said and will say a lot of stupid things. I would just reach into your room while you sleep. Wake with a start and smashed several times a dumbbell on his face. Splattered everywhere, and stop doing the superman fucking. Here is my body falls limply and my revolver out of hand. It would be so comforting to die this way in the cold this summer. One day you will pay for these thoughts, and the dwarves giggling somewhere. E 'dark informe. Brucia il dolore dai miei occhi. E cola. No, perchè non c'è niente dopo questo corpo mortale. Ed è così consolante che qualcuno piangerà. Ma è solo una questione di ore, tutti dimenticano.
Io ho sia il pane che i denti, ma non ho molta fame, grazie.

Sunday, August 6, 2006

Certificate Of Liability Insurance Sample

Narcissus (read: a bit 'of photos) Bleach

Vabbè, avevo voglia/bisogno di fare un po' di foto nuove. E poi non avevo davvero nulla da fare (strano eh?).
Quindi son lì.