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We'll go as a fighter by

calmly .... but let us make haste ...

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And so goes another day.

Under the vacuum. But I think those who make fun of.

always try to distract pensre although not always to the disastrous situation in which I am.

The hatred that still have to myself constantly increasing.

I can not stand me, I have to torture for a living.

Every single goddamn thing I do is only ever a failure.

At any time I try to put passion into what I do, but then remain disappointed.

But not only that. I hate myself, why?

There are still quite cold and hard. There are still too philanthropist, too good.

too politically correct, behind that mask of toughness seem to have the illusion of a bear and make it hold on.

But I can not. I can not think of what happens to me.

I also hate the fact of being an empathic and sensitive, which makes me a capacitor emotions.

I stay still too bad, it's just too overwhelming watch people trying not to attack, to hide them my anger and anxiety.

I can not be happy, I can not show a smiling face.

sentireri I like the lies that I make to island in the world would become a huge rent for my soul torn.

Inside me there is an infinite abyss of sadness, melancholy, loneliness and despair.

The nobility of solitude, his midnight-blue mantle, is the only thing that I try to cling to.

ar Why can not I look the other way, I can not demonstrate integrity and quiet and everything inside me is shattered.

But I can not even say anything to anyone.

'm too philanthropist, indeed, I too good for people to make them feel even a small part of my ego, what's inside me.

I have already experienced what can happen if you transpose the world my soul.

I do not want no one is hurt on my own.

deo carry a weight that I am alone. I want to live alone. Abandoned.

parlre is becoming a living hell with the people, without their sense that something is wrong.

It is a huge hell trying to convince them that all is well if they understood something.

I can not be false to the end.

dint of lies, destroy it myself, but starting to live honestly would destroy the people who are nearby.

keeps coming to mind an image of a skeletal boy, scarred and winged in the dark trying to support a black ball is too big for him. But still, despite the anguish of a death as possible. Why must.

Maybe I need to do something first.

I owe my life to some people.

Thanks to them, have not bowed by the weight of my ego, my mind is still healthy and my soul is still viable.

duty to thank those people. Then ...

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Mann ... joke: Tremble

A Nations'll take it slow and relaxed ... just for fun :-)

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are good: we're coming


Here is the team with which I participate in the Sprint Triathlon at the Lido of Nations.
For me it will be an honor to fight with these warriors.

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I finally changed helmet


Unfortunately the much "loved by everyone" yellow helmet is retired (in the shadows "). I bought this
Selev, white and black carbon.
the rest could not join the race of the season with the old yellow helmet ....

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I want is recovering ...............


start writing again ....... shit !!!!!!!!!!!!! Mark, I replied almost a year later ......... Well !!!!!!!

(Karym Abdul Jabbar # 33 LALakers)