insatiable.
do I do, I sleep too much, the febbriciattola still gripped my limbs, chills always, at the same time. I'm doing the callus, but I can not waste hours and hours due to a 37.2 debilitating for nearly two months.
exam preparation continues. I dived in the Roman world, I found a refuge, Sepura small, my inconsistency.
talk, chat, chuckle. light signals are there, are mild.
tonight I am going with Dad to see a dog.
I hope they like it. is a beagle Italian beige with yellow eyes. his name would be perfect honey.
but called penny.
penelope.
as the nickname given to the mother when she was a girl.
or as the star of the big bang theory.
I can not laugh in front of the TV episodes.
'm tired brux to die, I can hardly move.
diet but it works, I feel much better, though it seems to say, I have much more energy. exhaustion attacks are especially after those of anger.
but she is back. I feel it inside me, bastard of a black widow, I feel that is weaving its threads, there, in my limbo.
feel like pulling my bladder, rolling up the tube. I feel, slowly, is preparing to explode.
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