Morrissey went on to get around and find myself drinking and smoking with Paolo Conte.
often occurs to me that I taste, in fact when people ask me, I often go into a panic.
Do you know why? In reality a mass of abnormal thoughts and things to say, to ask, in my mind every time and sometimes I seem to be mad because I can not keep anything out.
But this, to believe that it is a natural state of affairs, considering that even Homer Simpson works as follows.
Nothing is more shocking to find that the steps in the mind of a graphical representation. Be it a cartoon, a picture, a picture, a picture at the end.
Returning to the taste, sometimes I seem to not have them, and this is a bad trip!
Nothing I divorced because the thought of not thinking. Of not being able. Besides, who can convince another man that he is thinking? Who can be sure ...
is ok, do a cut here, I will not pretend to be out, when in reality they are just happily tired from a long day at work.
Not that I have broken the back in the mine, but the fatigue of their work is an integral part of everyone's life, then on (but not completely) to itself.
...
Ok, in essence, the "shock" of the text / song by Paolo Conte (see post below), prompted me to listen Asti intensively.
are already 3-LP: the last, Psyche is:), Elegy Aquaplano and even now I'm listening.
Later the "light" also.
I like a casino for the reading of Loved it when a disc. Often uncover the true moments of poetry, following the interpretation ...
Now I go ...
kisses
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