And while I feel perfectly represented by this verse of Ramazzotti (I know, and 'severe)
" not' enough that it crossed the bridges, not 'served if he had paid accounts this is my way of being more fragile "
I am writing to tell you that I'm not dead, I'm good, sooner or later I get to write my Paturnie (if you can 'make people happy ..., op) and I'm without going through ups and downs of smiles, doubts, emotions and thoughts. do not know why ', but I know that sooner or later I will be' devoted to this:
This morning I woke up this song in my head "no assurance" of Tiromancino ... and left the house 'was the first that I just got my Zen. I smile
of these coincidences and ... .. oh my God 'a period that I smile often, almost always during the day ... smile about anything and everything, but doubts hamletic bounce in my mind, fear, rationality' try to keep feet firmly on the ground.
Pero '... but' there are moments when I am totally irrational ... and I get angry, and I smile, and m'intenerisco suddenly.
And I do not know if at the end of everything 'will be just a moment, a small ephemeral fruit of the imagination ... but' smile (he had already 'told you?) And then okay.
Beats broken down into something that probably will not be ', but now it'. And I accept it as a gift of this life which ultimately is trying to make up so many shots ...
PS: a slight movement ... my wings, then, are not dead ...
What then ... I understand perfectly that Mary Shelley ... nice mix of men focused in one I'm sure he thought came out a little 'better ... but then you know, things rarely go as one imagines, even from his pen took a life scarred microcephaly and a temper .. .
Here ... I'm here I think I'd like to mix with men who buzz around me recently ... there 'so to beat (a little') the heart, but which is' a certified idiot and I will row over '... there's so much' the very pricey, with a lot 'of values \u200b\u200band common interests ... but is far away and does not seem too bold (and I have already 'given in terms of distance covered for the sake ...)... there' that funny, jokes that shoots in bursts, and then there 'that we joke, and suddenly feel the hormone that part of his own, but you suspect that hormone to him also with a hundred others ... so there 's a bit of everything in this period .
Now listen to me ... some scientists confirm? You can not 'do on a beautiful patchwork and give me a prince decerebration not miss her prince? eh? no, really ...?
Last night at some point with a friend and 'talked about what is real in a relationship, those important things, the so-called posts, you are projecting forward in an encounter with a person in a real relationship ... and came out the golden rules, those everyone says to respect, mutual trust, freedom ', no worries, no resentments, intimacy,' you ', but not imprisonment for two, no boredom. Here today ... I wonder why, if the premises are always good, if good intentions are really good to both sides, as I said you never get the time (I would say almost always) in situations mutual injuries, pain, anger?
am personally aware that we have given the best of me in my relationships ... and often the worst. Injury, react with anger to overcome the pain. Usually, but I'm trying to improve ... Now looking back at those times when venomous words poured out in letters or e-mail or direct discussions with the person who loved to 5 minutes before (no, adored even hate) do not recognize myself. More , 'I repent,' cause the satisfaction not to hurt him 'never got paid off or otherwise not in the least pain since the dismissal. At the time I felt fully entitled to be bad, to be slightly poisonous, an explosion of resentment and revenge ... I had been hurt, betrayed in the sense of loyalty 'that tied me to the person most to me' darling, I could act like I wanted ...
Nothing more 'wrong, I say now ... too 'cause, still backward, I admit that was not really move away what I wanted to hurt him either, I'd just wanted to put things right. But the bombings, and so heavy, what were the remains precarious of a once solid relationship.
reading "The Elegance of the Hedgehog" I heard of this game: the go. The goal of the game and 'win, but without crushing the opponent. It is said that those who are 'too greedy and try to win big too conquering territory at the end loses everything. Part of the difficulty of the strategic game is to strike a balance between conflicting needs, a little 'what happens between two people who are building something together.
Now I wonder how to react ricapitasse if I try a pain so 'strong as what I felt years ago ... and really do not know if I've reached peace similbuddista I aspire to in such situations, but' I've learned not to destroy. To understand exactly what I want and to understand if and 'likely to be achieved.
now remains the main problem: I have to find a guinea pig on which to test this new maturity 'sentimental ... ; OP
I leave you with a video of a song and 'sad, but I like it very much ... and when I heard today, I have always in mind.
Ed = Rompin note: these thoughts are thrown Random reflections on situations and mine alone. References to events or real people different from me and my world are purely coincidental ...
