important number, 29. Wikipedia even says that Jesus was baptized in the year 29 (if after 'himself) and that same year he founded the Roman colony known as Turin. See, today as yesterday, of known thieves and scoundrels. addition, it is the atomic number of copper, the sum of the bones that form the skull, the sum of the letters of the Finnish and Norwegian and, last but not least, in the face Neapolitan indicates 'or of Pate and Ccriature, that is ... that! And for the next 12 months will be the trusted partner that will lead me to the end of ten of the magical twenties. And this is nothing, you knew what's in Serbia in the next post ...
Short communication service: there are, but it's as if you were not there. I'm experiencing a really busted, but I finally decided to tidy up all the outstanding issues that were destroying me, because really in the Life sometimes something true and good must do it for ourselves. I fixed the mess with the old office, now every morning I go to work happy and peaceful. Yet the economic side begins to be pleasantly satisfying.
I rediscovered myself, I shrugged off the old fears and learned to recognize the paucity of who is behind a computer screen to tell you things that deserve a chat in private. The Lord will not only pay on Saturday and the inconsistency is an indelible mark ...
And then there's a girl, that got me into little pieces, brought to its knees and prompted me to do this. Oh, now is not a story with a happy ending. But we are working to ensure that it is. patient, and sorry if they are not very present, or (even remote possibility) if I am no longer present. But this just me I had to.
Have the most radiant lives, in the meantime. You deserve it.
That chronicle of a historic concert. 19 July 2009, Rome, Stadio Olimpico, Curva Nord. The evening is cool and the time shift of day is not too much tired. I do not agree the 20 thousand of the parterre, for their 10 hours in a row standing at the gates in exchange for the thrill to interact with the Boss. But, and here is the beautiful, the Boss is to interact with us. Exit at 22.30 on the song "Once Upon a Time in the West," a tribute to Rome by the genius of Morricone. Soon after the first shock, "Badlands" appetizer of a long series of emotions in music. There all his latest work (creepy "Outlaw Pete"), plus other historical hit taken directly from the public ("Hungry Heart"). But it is precisely the result the only goal of the Boss: down in the crowd, picking up a child and shut up the stage to sing, that small it will be great to tell! Three hours pass very fast, he sings without pause and change guitars on the fly in the face of the 60 springs (not) to weigh on his shoulders. The E-Street Band is much more than a group, they play for the joy of music and Danny Federici will be up there involved all the heavenly hosts to participate. It closes with a spectacular medley: middle "La Bamba" and half "Twist and Shout" on lights to make us realize what has been a capable "old man" of rock, which will in time become a grandfather and great grandfather of a very long and endless array of fans. About grandparents during our farewell climb two lively old ladies on the stage: one is Adele Zirilli Springsteen, the Boss 90enne mother not hesitate to do stage-diving among the first rows of the audience! And with so much beauty in the eye, you return home. Travel of course ...
... but decided that rejects injustice as the uniform ...
If I had shot I would have demanded the death sentence. But if I had known I would have hung Abdul Miroslav or before trial. This one is free to go back six years to shoot at eye level just because it is a "servant state". Murderess! Thief of justice and human lives. And also here: no justice, no peace!
Carlo Giuliani, Federico Aldrovandi, Gabriele Sandri Children of a Lesser God. A god does not forgive.
Is it possible? But the Portanna **** to! Thanks Big Brother Thriller
This is Matteo Salvini, MEP of the band of morons by the name of the Northern League (whose salary illegally received amounts to approximately € 12 thousand per month, and your de mortacci who t 'waits at home in the evening). The hominid that has occurred in performance during the party linked to Pontida. There, garrulous drunk on beer and its mindless baciapile gave green light to dance. Without that we are to scandalize that much, when and where this will become a national event, will have armies of lawyers ready to justify (but one can not 'sing a song among friends? Damn youtube, there should be a specific law! "). I unfortunately I do not have this patience, so from now on every house robbery in the 'industrious Northeast "will cause me a pleasure second only to one hour of heavy petting with Sofia Gucci. And of course this summer I expect to hear not even the shadow of northern dialects around here or down. Why cholera attacks. kick your ass!
I go out, I go to find something to shoot with their cell phone. A nation of sheep crap, that's what we are. Sheep morbid and decerebration if the first thing we think about before a robbery is to take it and then publish it on youtube.
I honestly could not imagine Michael Jackson at the age of 70 years: signs of the time would have been too merciless on his body, after everything that had undergone . In short, to explain to my children and / or grandchildren that this form of Madame Tussaud was an icon of music at the time of my adolescence would leave them perplexed. But his death leaves me in disbelief, not because of the person (of which I did not know nor did I care much), and for the performer and that was a sign that he left the music world. an era: there was a "pre-Michael" and now we have to get used to an era "post", as we had to do after the death of Freddie Mercury (as well as Elvis, James Brown, Barry White , John Lennon). course, a big hand it to him on a Quincy Jones (mica Luciano Moggi) relegating the other 4 of the Jackson Five to the role of "brother or sister of Michael." The aura of "King of Pop" had a huge blow in recent days following the death rumors of a broken body from drugs, without hair, full of holes of injections, skin pieces lost, have become the protagonist of a modern level It does not matter how great you were alive, the common goal is in a white bag in the autopsy room of a California coroner. Yet I will miss her voice heard in hundreds of songs, imitated by all his ballets, his style and class that transformed the shy child and harassed in a king from the stage, in the greatest of kings. I do not miss all the accusations of pedophilia, his perpetual ambiguity that had led him to turn his villa princely in a morbid playground. His villainy that had forced him to end his days submerged in debt and its total inability to manage its treasury of the king he was. Even had lived the last years by spending $ 30 million a year more than agreed, fuck! I with $ 30 million one-off we will settle even my great-grandchildren and wait for the peaceful end on a deserted beach draining barrels of beer and smoking pounds of grass (even entertained by a couple of twentysomethings in search of glory). But it is the destiny of the great: very skilled in giving emotions and make them unique in a profession that is easy only in appearance and crumble under the weight of glory, money and that they attract sharks. I'm sure he would do everything he has also done free, wealth was not his purpose. Perhaps even if the place was an end, making music was what he did best, and until the end he kept his word. The title of his tour that would start next month is typical: "This is it." And in the light of what has happened almost sounds like a farewell to a world that loved him, and never felt exploited. "This is what" my friends, goodbye.
Yesterday evening inside. Kitchen of Guinness. Bob De Niro and I are about to eat some good fried mullet would like Salvo Montalbano in absolute silence. Lady Guinness is getting ready to go out to dinner with her friends. That breaks acchittata in the kitchen with a skirt to ankle blue / white / sarcazzoqualialtricolori and two necklaces in hand. "What I wear? This turquoise skirt or resumes this amber taking over the top?" I limit myself to her that was not expected on "Blue Force" Flavio and Elisabetta. That metressessanta of wisdom instead of Bob exclaims "aripijiate you! Make first" E 'clear: I took my mom the physical beauty, everything else is on chromosome LAUNCHcast
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The feelings, emotions, the setbacks, the falls of the latter-boh-two months. You learn every day: to look forward, to accept the punishment, not to forget the mistakes and wrongs suffered. E-unfortunately-to revalue certain people who you swore to yourself that you have eradicated ... I think I need a little 'reps.
Indeed, parlatemene you, because I have only to ask questions. All the support I received in the last month is the most abundant precious and blessed I could have. Each your advice, even the most seemingly trivial, it has served and will serve me. But as I suffer from continuous tilt to the brain I wish that I helped them to understand some things. For example, because when I finish a story, my ex if they systematically recreate another within a month? (I speak for all my ex, since school) is not a criticism, of course, good for them if they can. But am I the backlog that a new "flame" I would say at least "go slowly because I go now to another story" ? Am I the only one who would be unable to take up with someone who has broken with his ex for just a month? Am I the only one, after the first time, could happen to rethink what's left? Am I the only one to think that (as in my last experience) an admission of guilt in the face of global, some brief moment of play bowls still deserved it? Here, however, things seem to me to start up an inclined plane go faster and faster, more and more quickly. As if the world were to end tomorrow. Chiara is with another, he is happy and I'm happy His happiness (with a little 'doubt, but I'm happy). But, and here I need you, who gives her the confidence that I could not have more than what you're looking for? if tomorrow we were to cross again, I would not have open minds: the past you can not 'change, but we can live better in the future learning. would not be a resumption of what has just now finished. It 'really hard thinking like this? 's really a thought unsubstantiated? I understand that I just started a story that now seems to be the best in the world, but the tickets are made over time? not find it strange at least change one's life partner by deleting a buddy that has changed? Eye: are not critical to clear and we will miss. These are speeches that I have done and know that I do not have with her. Perhaps a bit streamline 'too much everything, but if we did work together with the heart the brain? It 'clear that what went wrong between me and Clare was the timing: Today we would have far fewer weights between the balls and we would be able to live better. But all this mean that it can not happen in the future? Or should I put a lid on it because on page X of the manual is written with love "with the former, never So do not think" manuals I hate them and prefer to learn from real life. I made some serious wrongs in Clare, there is doubt. And I'm serving them all on my skin (maybe more than they should). But I really bothered by the fact that you have decided every little thing of that period I could not say anything. has decided not to see me again, decided not to hear more, she decided to tell me certain things so at least debatable, decided to keep me out of her life. All this just because you left me? And I have to play his stay in my life just because we broke up? I've never given the weight of letting me and I never will. There are things that go beyond any earthly superstructure. The stories end, not all of course, but where the problem? He with another and then? This will also be better than me, the show 100 times a day what he wants (including, but oh well ... and try to prove), is the romance that person will have certainty of pounds in his pocket. But I do not love you I love ever since I can never understand the things that I understand it (the night of May 5, 2009), there will be what I'll be there and I especially can not give what ever I can give her now. will give your child that I have not given, but it does not take much effort as I was seen ... I clearly I accepted the first time with all its imperfections. Perhaps you too tended to idealize the situation (Although it has accepted many of my gleanings, it must be said). Maybe I'm idealizing too, maybe it's inappropriate to speak of these capacities for love, maybe we stopped in time, maybe you will understand one day what he has learned so far, maybe everything is part of a design. Maybe ...
The situation you know, you just player. anyone know the background and reasons also triggers. few (not even me to tell the truth) knows all that this story has left me. Remember, first of all, but those are part of the repertoire of all the stories end, but now they hurt like daggers to the heart. Then let also a good thing too many things unsaid, but just think (failure of both). The rest is on my shoulders. I literally played a story in which I thought very much as a gamer to play a million euro found by chance. I hesitated more than they should for fear. I barely recognized myself in the simplest of truths: I fell in love with a look of Clare, one evening over a year ago. I took my time, I confessed all in a fabulous evening of S. Valentino and then we both plunged in this story. And from there began to rub the fear: fear to open myself completely to another person, the fear of believing too much, "the fear of to feel bad when we left (as indeed I am) and the fear of being run too much. So I forcibly restrained when she let go more. All this could fall within the normal balance of a couple like us, and then over time it would certainly be solved. to ruin everything you are putting the last person I expected from such a move. And you know who I'm talking about. Many have criticized my not want to cut all ties with her, but after seven years together one believes he can maintain at least a minimum of cordiality (after I had been left, so I had no grudge). Well, today I can admit it was wrong. I was the unwitting accomplice of a plan should be presented in the teaching of forensic criminology as "the perfect plan." The Princess of aspirin did not digest the fact that I had fallen in love with her (as well as my) best friend and has done everything to destroy our history. succeeding in full. Brava, Silvia. I'll give you my most sincere congratulations. You were always a clever girl and intelligence should be applauded. Have you been able to fully turn over my quiet life, turning him into a monster that he enjoyed in having to conduct a foot in both camps. saying one thing another one. You put up a web of bullshit and outright lies to which I have not been able to respond. Becoming accomplice bloody. Clare suffered the pains of hell because he was convinced to stay with a false liar, when in fact he was only a frightened by the enormity of the feeling that it was raining in my heart. Until has done it and I gave up, and rightly so. If you look back at this past year together, are countless time I beat myself up in my head. and effort to think like Clare has been able to bear. It was not me, it seems a cliché, but it's true. I never said how happy I was falling asleep and waking up next to her. think of her when things went wrong. Design some things together (as in this visit to Ikea Ancona ...) Now I understand everything, but it is too late. Clare did not want me anymore, I lost the love I thought I would go with and for a long long time. I lost my best friend. I'm not even a person who is aware of the reasons which lead me to love it so much and this makes it even more special, even today that we do not speak anymore. I also lost weights that weighed me down before. Now they are lighter, again, better. But I'm just desperate. Chiara A I have little to say except that I love her very much and that the suffering that I feel now I think is the best currency to repay those who past her. The offer as a discount for my sins and I hope that the time to fix things. What I have not said before, I'd love to tell you now, I know so I can not write it, here as elsewhere. may not serve, but it needs a lot to me. I cry every time I look at her picture and then I laugh, they're still in love, casserole dish! And love is a positive feeling, always! A Silvia I saying a lot 'of extra things and just are not complete ... I will not even talk about "disappointment", "estimate lost" or something similar. No. I just want to say that his "feud" (or what she considered that) is over. You put 3000 km between you and the rest of your life here in Pescara. claim that everything would remain frozen is fucked up that perhaps you're realizing. These are cases where you see true friends, they surely have. And certainly one of these I'm gone. Not after this low blow. Maybe you will realize it later, but it is something that I do not I'd ever done in the name of what there was among us and in the name of simple respect that every human being deserves. Yet you thought only to your advantage. I felt that something was happening that you could not manage and you have destroyed. Not even Pol Pot would have done so. But now, like everything else in life, it's time for sums. And when you'll see realize that the satisfaction of having destroyed the history between me and Clare could be overcome by the sorrow of having lost two people in one go ... then, only then you will understand that this was the biggest mistake of your life. Chiara do not know if you ever forgive: the goodness of which is lined with the star would make it possible. I do not forgive you, but not hate you, believe me. The only hatred I feel for him myself for being an accomplice of your pettiness. But to you I feel nothing, quiet. Now to me you're as transparent as a pane of glass: no one notices until it is injured by shrapnel. But one thing always remains transparent ... Enjoy your pounds and your life full of fun and adventure. Cause every time I set foot here you realize what you have become. Poor.
Earlier another strong shock, I did not hear because I was in the car. The lunar landscape of the province now has charged that other stab Aquila, ash heaps and in the capital of which is unknown in most villages (up to 48 hours ago). I have not slept in almost 2 days, this is about to start the third night I'll spend reading, watching TV, fuck on the Internet with an eye and an ear to the glass chandelier salon, homemade seismograph which seem effective. The nerves are going to give in, despite me is more than 100 km from the Apocalypse did not take it anymore. And the fear and tension are amplified by not being able to do anything concrete: I sent many sms from 1 €, I took charge of the first kinds of comfort in the collection centers, tomorrow I will go to the hospital to donate blood, but I would go there just to bring water or milk to the displaced. will end, but when?
Try to guess what he was thinking in the Mou this very moment:
A) "and was, as motionless as the mortal sigh ... and then? Shit I do not remember ever " B) "I have not given the ' water to the begonia, my wife will straincazzata " C)" Here we go! I have not closed the 550 Maranello, oh well that I gave it to Roman, but ... " D) "Maicon hath been broken, I wonder if I take over Brehme"
But with a lot of arrogance in not. They won the Italian, but there is not the Corriere dello Sport which is the tip of the turd about why they have won. They have won just . We'll try again next year, hoping for better (but tonight, in addition to 11 rossovestiti) have seen the square balls like never before. Back straight despite losing (and Champion's are always released between the whistles). This is also a merit of Mou.
separate note: if the English league is the most beautiful and if that is the best championship game there, and if England Square 4 horses regularly among the top eight in Europe, how come the European / World -regularly, relentlessly, blatantly crap? SNAI now at their figures are given shit to 0.98
