Sometime I think you just need to write something. I'm here, in the middle of the night, full of thoughts and feelings that I cannot explain. . .so I just write here something.
I'm full of things to write, so damn full that I'm not able to press a damn letter to start. . .

Hugs
Marco

1 year, 1 month, 1 deep wound, damnly deep. Maybe this time it would not recover :(
Do something, I wait for you, do something to explain, do something...just to make real that "I love you".

Jinh

The world it's just Illusion, trying to change you...

Hugs
Marco

Don't know what to say....I'm still here, in Milan, doing this damn University. Unluckily I cannot "be" every day, so I won't be accepted for some exams (anyway I can say "It's not my fault", if I cannot it's because I really cannot for some reasons ( Read more... )

What to say?

Hm....I'm still alive :)

Hugs,
Marco

U2 - Exit ( Read more... )

Hello boys...what's up ( Read more... )

I don't want to write about it so much, but I want to explain that I don't write so much because I've problems with my parents: I need to back to Milan to live with my bf (my love...), but my father don't want to pay for me and my university if I'll live with him. In other places I'dn't have a nice "mood" to study well, so I won't go in other ( Read more... )

...that I'm still alive

I don't know if I'll re-start my LJ blog (even though I've no other blog), but I'm surviving...

Hugs all, Marco

I only wanted to share with you this beautiful lyric of Precious, the Depeche Mode's song...and dedicate it to my friend Jordan, who choosed (i don't know if this is the real past of choose) to have a Cout with his best friends ( Read more... )