Dog Growth Inside Of Lip

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The six things that make life worth living today are:

1. love, eros, the bodies that are worn out, the bodies that hurt, the bruises, scratches The hair in the mouth, saliva, skin, sweat against sweat, his fingers shaking, the blows, the times when you do not breathe, breathing rate, breathing of the walls around you. Else that you do not ruin what flies do not fall down, do not ruin what you lose, what is lost is lost forever and there are no goodbyes. Never.



2. The slow scorrere del tempo, i capelli che si allungano, la barba che cresce, le unghie che si spezzano, la pelle che respira, le rughe che scavano, rivoli di pensieri sparsi un po' ovunque.
   La notte che scivola dentro il cuore, lentamente, ogni anno sempre più spessa. Ciò che cade non si rovina, ciò che vola non cade giù, ciò che si rovina non si perde, ciò che si perde si perde per sempre e gli addii non esistono. Mai.



3. Il tempo trascorso
   
   Che poi è anche l'unica cosa che si perde realmente, tutto il resto viene e va.
   
   Perché vedi, cara, man mano che gli anni passano, la vita prende la rincorsa, lasciandoci dietro ad arrancare, senza breath, his tongue hanging out, like dogs incimurriti. We run, we run all the time, but we can not ever get there. Until you cross the finish line, down the horizon, a ghostly silence. Only then can we finally stop and rest. Else that you do not ruin what flies do not fall down, do not ruin what you lose, what is lost is lost forever and there are no goodbyes. Never.



4. The carousel
   
   Somebody falls in love with the words of another, some of its chaos of the things that someone else wrote, some of the silences during dinner, someone hell and the demons that haunt him, someone more jokes that says, someone else who has read the books or reading, someone who listens to the music, someone makes the dreams of night, when alone, some of the stories that are told, someone else's appearance; all sometimes fall in love defects of someone, and the saddest thing is that often no one ever falls in love with certain people.
   We are nothing but people confused and battered, but this is a trivial thing to say, do not like anyone. Else that you do not ruin what flies do not fall down, do not ruin what you lose, what is lost is lost forever and there are no goodbyes. Never.



5. the heart and nothing is created nor destroyed, but everything is consumed.
   
   I'd like to comb your thoughts when you tangle
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   when they become a ball with no beginning and no end,
   
   but I love the words;
   bitter road noise;
   bitter, breaths;
   love , the cigarettes that bloom on the lips;
   and is bitter to lose something every day. What falls
   
   not ruin
   what flies do not fall down, what will ruin
   not lost
   what is lost is lost forever
   and goodbyes do not exist.
   Mai.
   
   Look at me now, and protect me, please protect me.
   There are dances where you are always fun.
   E ' so simple, happiness.



6. When he finishes a trip if there is no port to go to?
   
   A journey ends when you get off the ship and see the horizon away. A journey ends when you are, what the waterfront salutes, waving a handkerchief. A journey ends when for a moment he feels pain, acute loss of everything. A journey ends when the horizon is always the same. A journey ends when the gap ends to surround.
   Sometimes I would figure it out.
   And then I also want to go home, wherever it is. Holed up in the attic. Look close and quiet heterodoxy.
   quietly without overdoing it *.
   Because, after all, what falls will not ruin, what flies do not fall down, do not ruin what you lose, what is lost is lost forever and there are no goodbyes. Never.

notes:

* I write, you read, but nothing like what I write about what you read, and nothing like what you read what I wrote. And 'even funny.