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I wish I was already dead

I can not really be real. the thoughts are too powerful for the dead. and they are tempting. I probably think this is now so strong inside them that I can really only be romantic to think about death. he seems like a crack that will protect me from the heavy boulders, which is bound to be just mine.

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Day 13 some where you'd like to move or visit.





a bit pretty, a little cozy, a bit colorful. it should be. I like peaceful places, which are still untouched by civilization. I like exotic places, where flowers grow, I have never seen before. I like places where history is happening and happening. I like the places in her soul as deep as a black hole.

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sickly anyway. therefore, only raw food today. and actually I belonged to before the women are always on diet. I also belong to those who are less successful with it.

cucumbers and carrots with tartar sauce and curry. the migrosschweindli could also in the picture.

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paranoia is sometimes so strong that I feel have to be right there in the middle.

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bright spot this shit Week: Day 12 bullet

fajitas tonight!

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your whole day.

04:56 dashing for the phone and see time after 4:58
filled adrenaline lie awake and try to sleep again
7:00 alarm goes
07:06 a moment to stay in bed, breathe deeply, struggling against the pain
scare 07:16, jump up and raise father closed, that mother just awakened
7:26 in the bathroom mirror under fluorescent lighting a blubbery I consider
7:36 depart to Sarnen
off 7:48, the father wanted to get lucky shake
7:50 on the door to the old Gymi noted. , By the swirling snow rush over to discover the physics 07:54
Pavilion, but since testing takes place there
8:01 to get the test sheet;
08:12 swallow solve very pleased with himself a successful 4 tasks
08:20 up at 09:00 I have absolutely desperate time
08:33 08:57
be grumpy, why does he make such a test? He knows that we It all can not, so yes, we write an additional test on Saturday morning, 9:16 A.
drives me home and as
dodge questions from 9:30 Mansa, herumwursteln
10:12 for P. matters scan
11:40 Lunch arrived: fried potatoes and salad
12:27 Mansa strain with the color scheme designer, interior designers, we are all
12:49 to pack up quickly again to the page because I must buy the Vorhangaufhängdinger 13:06
of drivers waiting for me
13: 29 L. fumble on the door and aufkriegen not open snow, strange hallucinations 13:40
somehow the rail with a knife, a little clean up spontaneously, picking up bottles, shake out the waste papers, plastic ceiling
13:59 things bought, now run by Migros and the feeling of "I've no money" enjoy
14:11 after a long trudge back and forth from the last bid an additional package wheat tortillas, then buy even more disoriented sitting trot around 14:30 in
SBB waiting room and strange creatures

14:55 14:39 train on a bike ride down the ice patterns in the street called
15:09 unable to help in sewing watch
15:22 start to cook, or peppers, onions, tomatoes, cut garlic and coriander. Guacamole prepared to try new hot sauce and spicy are
Call 15:40 Father: Unde esti?
around 16:01 cook or prepare anything, because no mood to tidy up rooms
16:34 16:45
first finished curtain finally try to throw the vegetables into the pan, table cover
16:47 two women are disgusted by chicken
17: Call 2001 season again father vegetables
17:11 last time, keep warm
mother to cook
summon 17:15 17:30 17:58
finally fajitas packed, can not make two steps, just swallow something other hand
18:07 sewing machine make ready, the last seams are created slouch digest
18:20 and 19:00
I know why I usually never watch TV: scrap! will
19:59 time goes faster when you do not do not clean up the hotel room
20:31, at least no longer have
21:04 stomachache and drift off into daydreams
21:33 Harry Potter read to the little
21:40 PC and this ridiculous list written over, remember that when the time is sitting in front of the PC 7 times faster passes
21:51 this is really shit here! I love my time and I will use as much as possible. I am now reading a little and dance a little and do something about the ugly fat on my belly done!

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BILDI show, silent and hope that someone understands it anyway.

asses and breasts mainly? so good, it's just a personal porn collection

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Maurice SCEV

L'oeil, aultrefois joyeuse ma lumiere,
En ta beaultè fut tellement deceu,
Que de fontaine en estendu ryviere,
Veut reparer le mal luy conceu pqr,
Car adjusting Ardeur le coer en à receu,
Que le corps est vif yes reduict en cendre: Dont l'oeil
piteux fait descendre ses ruisseaulx
pour la garde d'estre Raive du vent,
Affin que se puisse moyste aux os prendre, pour assembler
corps, ou de sa vie umbre.


The eye, once my joy and light,
was so fooled by your beauty, power,
That it could be the source of the river to heal
The suffering that it brought me.
the heart was indeed aroused so much passion,
That was already living the body to ashes. Compassionate drum
the eyes do not tear saves
This is not the dust in the wind propel,
The wet mates easily with the bones,
are still remaining a semblance of life and limb.

SCEV born 1510 in Lyon, died 1562 in Lyon against one, in addition to Louize Labe Lyonnaise scholars and poets' circle, who was then in a literary contest with Paris. On this circle was the impact of the influence of Plato's philosophy and the formal world of the Italian Renaissance from stimulating. The symbolism at the end of the 19th Century, discovered his affinity with the art SCEV. In his poetry, the syntax is treated fairly idiosyncratic, sound and rhythm, regardless of the meaning of the word of the important factors poetic statement.

texts by: Maurice SCEV; Delie, object de plus hault Vertu, E. Parturier, 1916 (Société français modern)

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Help

After I was asked today to actually form Spring, if I'm still alive, I noticed that my entry yesterday in fact such a complex suicide note reads. Well uh, that was probably not meant that way. Not really and I'm sorry if someone has made so worried!
I think the real meaning behind this motley text in affect is (or should have been) that I need a break, and in some cases, not only that, but a clean break.
Some people knew in my life and only a possibly existing God why. We are talking about so-called friends, but the fact can hardly be that, because there is no conceivable universe wavelength is that you would share. And slowly, so a long time it was slow, now fast, it gives me and I just want to get away from these people. I am currently extremely fragile and sensitive, I can not handle it when people put expectations on me and certainly not those that go to 200km / h in the opposite direction of my principles. Some people simply just nerves and I was the last straw. I realize that I simply am not currently on the right track. I can not from wantonness without depth, I have no desire to dig in each dung pile for the positive. No, to wallow in his own world-denying spirit, it brings not sure. But I just do not have power for me to inspire and motivate them for everything.
I also have no power to eternally repeating arguments, do with people like I would them mean something. With people who come to be served like vultures, when I rip open the scars. With such people I will just have to do anything.
Other people crap out of her closet and I have to-indeed must - do it with my surroundings.
Another point is this blog. As I said, I am just very sensitive and I'm just not the need of me to expose here. On the one hand because you can just barely make me right, the other, it just goes too far. Finally, it is still the internet here and the public. I notice how people say nothing when I will announce very depressive moods and returns when it slightly and is flaky.
I think such personal revelations overwhelm the public good and to the very right! How can one know what to say in a situation when someone knows only digital!
Yet it is strange to publish such things and get no response to it (I think / hope you can understand what I mean). It increases my sense of isolation and mental Eisnamkeit very significantly. To
And finally: I just can not simply write well. I turn constantly to the same old topics which inscribes the cancer of my environment again and again. I'm mentally not continue and that bothers me extremely. So I certainly need
a stop for them to write personal things. Until it gets a little calmer in my head. Until the words flowing again minor. Until I have sorted out in my life. Until I'm clear with my past and allowed to take my future in clear outline.

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Castor et Pollux in the Theater an der Wien

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This grand opera is made by me of course visited and described for you in more detail in a review. I am, thanks to the great composition of Ramaeu, very confident that we a great performance is brought to hearing. Unfortunately, we have to wait another two weeks.

Jean-Philippe Rameau was already fifty years old when he 1733 with his first opera Hippolyte et Aricie overnight fame. "My God, There is enough music in this opera to make ten of it, the man will exterminate us all", said his colleague, composer André Campra of Hippolyte et Aricie. The French opera had received since Jean-Baptiste Lully's death in 1687 there to push, Rameau they woke from their slumber. He stood still - as Lully - in the ancient subjects, but it filled with the ideals and themes of the Enlightenment: Castor et Pollux glorifies the selfless friendship and brotherly love of the famous twins.

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Telaire marry Pollux, in truth, love it his twin brother Castor, and he loves them. Pollux as the deep affection for each other implements, he dropped in favor of his brother on Telaire. The following love feast is suddenly interrupted by an attack that has spurred the jealous Phébé, Telaire sister. Castor is killed. Castor and Pollux were the sons of Leda, but have different fathers: Pollux is the son of Jupiter and therefore immortal. He descends into the underworld to retrieve his brother for his people, the Spartans, and Telaire. Castor, however, may live only if Pollux take his place in the underworld. For one day only accepts the sacrifice of his brother Castor, he would once more look Telaire to say goodbye. From these faithful fraternal love Jupiter is so moved that he finally gives also Castor eternal life, and the brothers caught up in the sky - as a constellation of Gemini.

Love conquers death - an eternal dream of mankind. He will not learn here of a couple, but by two brothers in a very special blended family full of delicate feeling entanglements. Rameau's opera is emotional and dramatic of great density. She describes a particularly poignant longing and despair in Rameau's perhaps most famous aria "Tristes apprêts" (Sadly Jewelry) jubilant and happy immortality in the final aria of the work.

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