pizza now! 
not have just concluded a diet, I did not have indigestion of ice cream, not in love with a pizza, I have the fridge full of frozen pizzas (because Blee!), Not I learned how to do it .... I bought an oven worse!
From tonight, for two weeks, the Red Cross Quarrata (including me!) Has operated the Park's Green Olmi: good food, at will, you spend the right ... and I take care of the pizza department! ! This is the third year that I lock myself in there at 7 pm I go out and exhausted after about 3-4 hours, past season to 200-300 on average pizza! by No, no joke .... all in all it's fun! and rewarding when people tell you that your pizza is a show modesty aside .... sure!
Then I do not know ... I'm here ... with the book of genetics ... that dream of the sea .... and I think of all the beautiful days and nights I'm going through these days ... Sometimes I fear that all this ends with the summer, the autumn wind take him away with the dry leaves .... it seems so fragile and shaky that I fear for its future in every silence, every argument, every days away, for each "not now" ... is as if the happiness would remain attached to those moments together, and disappeared soon after, without Therefore, affected by this sad and disgusting disease of sadness, anxiety, distress ... The reality is that it would be too simple and stupid rejoice in every moment, would not be so wonderfully human love is not a troubled ....
I'm bored! 
Ugh ... I do not know what to invent .... - I put all the books of the university in their wardrobe, in order of height and thickness
- I did the grass in the garden, planted some flowers to her mother, carefully swept the sidewalks (for a fee) I
- I copied the records to the father (because he wrote a scream, not because they have not able!) (fee)
- I rearranged, cleaned, did indeed shine, study, gym room, I washed my
- Telma (dog) cats ... I do not gamble, the last time I almost disfigured!
- I saw almost all the latest movies on the way, I finished the book and I have to find another one!
- experiment with new recipes every day, pasta, vegetables .... and of course desserts!
- equipment, cleared the table, cook, wash dishes, do the dishwasher and washing machine, drying clothes
- (almost) every night I go running or walking
- do repetitions of Latin on the right and very occasionally go missing
- in Red Cross to do a few rounds
- always go swimming every now and every weekend on the beach (and there a lot of sun, turn, walk or bike, beach parties, disco!)
- strictly go out every night. .. the day is too hot, and then see how "I do" at home!
- .... and, last but not least, I emptied the limits of the possible most of the shops and the province of Pistoia, Florence, Versilia!
despite what a beast ... I'm bored! And they are right cabbage Dorian Gray, "boredom is the only thing for which there is no forgiveness ".... Certainly it is true, I might even decide to buy those stupid books and get back to do something ... but I seize evil! So the study is still waiting for a while ... Meanwhile I continue to make a good housewife (my father has renamed "Blessed is he who will seize "!!), to acculturate the" week puzzles, "to make the Red Cross, to dispose of my pleasures of the palate ... and spend what I earn now! If more black then the tedium will not stop haunting me ... but will call upon the books ... but how sad!
here, still here .... paranoia .... I did not expect, or at least not so soon ... I mean fuck you made the choice? There ... You think back two days after both the horse and then at least spent more time ... if you said no right away, maybe you defamed way, as only I know to do, by making the offense more evil ... but now I can not, because I could not forget in three days .... and what do I throw my air revolution, once again ? I do to make your cock again?
Ugh ... it's too difficult a part of me wanted you I did, for a rockin 'in your face "too late" ... but the other continued to feel bad for that bruise that was made by dropping (your) engine was all over your smell, the smell was still wearing the white t-shirts freshly washed ... But this is normal, just because it's only been a short time ... so no, goodbye but then ... I will regret, I know ... I the stomach hearing an engine that sounds like your own, or passing in front of your fucking bar, or drinking a Estathè fishing ....
not know what to do ... then why the hell did you call me? I can not hear your voice ...
and tonight I guess I see you again ... I must resist, to always send you to hell .... or let me down once again in your arms ??... You're so damn bastard ... and unfortunately that's what I like about you ....
learn and grow .... 09.00.Lunedì 14 luglio.La francese.E revolution 'true, given the French Revolution apt ... then ... my day does not go down in history, but I remember the same. Not .. I know how it happened, but tonight something has changed in me this morning and I feel strangely relieved ... ...
Last night I've got speech (see previous post ...), I even begged him to listen to me miserably, ridiculing all of myself and all my beginning ... do not tell the details, just the memory makes me regret what I did ... and yet another would only mention the satisfaction that certainly does not deserve ... But there is one person whose job it is instead more of a "thank you" more than a kiss ... friend who without his knowledge saved me ...
I was there in the car, silently beside her, sobbing every time she spoke to me ... and ... are the things that you say in these cases perhaps, but it's so good that somebody tells you at the right time, without blame or say "it was better" just trying to remedy the trouble when you hunted alone, with the same love that even yourself would you feel to you ... as long as you're talking to her, to feel like an idiot in front of her, when you realize that, ultimately, is how to do it in front of a mirror. .. because that person knows more about you than you thought ... or maybe both are the same as we know, but she has the courage to pull out ...
Now it's weird ... I'm not wrong, I am not angry, I'm not down ... I can still sleep with a cup of coffee in milk hand ... it's weird because ... I feel free ... I do not know what, but I feel free ... In my mind there is nothing, but the fever seems to have taken pity on me ... I just wanted to write ... ... "if I am 's black humor then I write? "No, no, that black humor! E 'white, pure, nothing is taken ... I want to give me a new face, without shame to rediscover everything that made me feel good. .. FINALLY ... I got it bad, just a beast ... and now, clearly, I am here to ask why ... what have I lost? Putting together ... I can not answer by saying nothing ... Nothing offends me because it's who I made the food collection and help the Vecchini with a red cross, because I want to escape to Africa after graduation, because I like traveling, cooking and planting flowers everywhere despise my films, my music and my poetry, laughs in flowers of my shirts, the shoes were bought for a white cock to Ibiza, the my car, and he who puts me in a drink with friends and a lot of mortar, and he who does not realize that the sun has bleached my hair and face filled with freckles, who does not understand that I just wanted to feel loved, appreciated, valued, venerated dick for what they are and dream to become ...
I swear I never felt so stupid as last night, I realized that all this time I did nothing but give myself to bury my dreams and my values for someone who does not deserve a damn thing, certainly not the Purple ... and tears ... "no one deserves, and who deserves them will not make you cry" ... is the phrase Marquez I love the man I love ... ... because it seems at times to talk and understand a woman like no other ...
From today I start a revolution : existence is so short to be wasted on lies and bullshit ... if someone wants a little of my time, my passion, my love now to deserve it, seriously. .. as does the Gaia ... without her I would not be here writing, but continues to cry on ... without her I would not have the strength to stand, to laugh, to dream and hope. I know .. she believes in me ... and this is enough for me ... to live again ...
