many people come and go in our lives. Those who remain can be counted on the fingers. Group arrived, there are those that contributed to my character and taught me the seriousness of life, are those that initiated me into the bohemian life, which hurt me because I allowed it and that hurt because I allowed it, which I accepted as it was without asking anything in exchange, which after two months I swore eternal love and that he was the ideal prototype of his life, which were good chatter and had to happen because there was another, the Liberals and the prudish, the dreamers and prudent, the unwary and seasoned leaders and the frightened.
Of those who left, nearly most of them are present in the previous text of which remained, always frequently and talk, some elsewhere in the world, and here are the same as always, unmistakable with friends I can hold a good conversation without talking and carry inconsistencies. Excuse me, I can not be so political, but all that I know or I know very little, hate, and with one of "capital" of people who have no topics of conversation, or you just have to count the indiscretions lives of others, I like people and friends, with which I disagree with books, society, art and sometimes nothing.
definitely not pretend to be liked by everyone, indeed, to anyone, being as I am, I get to be the happy man, even if it hurts, but fuck them. Franco
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