What To Say To Someone Who's Having A Baby

paperina_85 @ 2006-09-18T18:48:00



Abstract: Do not take me for crazy.
I know it's only a photograph of a moving train, but arouses the emotions that I do not think I know how to explain. On 17 June, one person told me:

The train is a non-place, you're nowhere, and then escapes more easily.

It 's true, is a non-place. A non-place is often contaminated and noisy, but who can make me feel at home more than I feel it in what is (or at least should be) my true home. Spending hours and days in my room to find a way to do what comes naturally to train me: lost in a reality that has nothing to do with what I live every day.

Often this reality has to do with writing and the writing is related to fanfiction.
Yeah, the acting. How much do I love ... they are my lifeline when I need to take stock of the situation. I've written a very sad when I closed a life story so many years, and now that I'm slowly beginning to regain confidence I'm writing the sequel. I can not express personally, I feel stupid and it seems that every problem is just nonsense. But in the third person comes naturally to me, and especially few people often imagine that the problems of the protagonists of my stories are mine, and I hardly go to wave to the four winds.
The last time it happened no more than a week ago, when Who needs tomorrow? (after We've Got Tonight, in fact) Maria told Kyle the reasons which led it to leave the small town of Roswell in favor of the great Boston.
Obviously I have not finished behind a marriage, or to run from an ex-husband not to suffer further, but the feelings are the same. Oppression bigoted people, feeling suffocated, the discomfort with friends who have done too different from your experience and that this will never understand how you feel, almost physical need to meet someone who understands how you feel ...

Maybe that's why I love the train, because it gives me the illusion to get away from that reality that I feel suffocated.

's why I can not wait to reinitiate the courses at the university. Despite the fatigue, to rise early, walk the walk miles every day with the cold, rain, I can escape. Escaping-even if only for a few hours-is easier to fight with their lives every day in a stupid town at the foot of Montalbano.

Stefania.

Is Jizz Good For You?

paperina_85 @ 2006-09-12T22:38:00

bad day today.

party was so good, I even finished a book that I had not got so much to make me sleep tonight. Not the best book I've read ... indeed, to be honest, it was nothing special but what I needed was a passionate love story and happy ending, and I've had.

admit that I gave a peek to the last lines to know if there was the infamous happy ending, but in any case, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a chat on msn my mood has changed radically.
All that talk of girlfriends, fights and high demands to the feminist made me think and feel suddenly alone. Not quite alone. It 's hard to explain ... say that I suddenly felt the lack of those things that I did in my teenage years and I realized that it's too late to remedy. I can do other experiences, of course, but at 21 I do not have the lightheartedness of a sixteen or seventeen.
I suddenly felt the desire to have a group of friends to have fun with carefree, go around and laugh until my tears to the eyes and stomach ache, singing loudly, dancing in the disco [I, I hate to go dance] until I come blisters under my feet.

But most of all, I want to live a moment those in which it's impossible not to be overcome .



Stefania.

Crepe Myrtle Bush, Illinois

paperina_85 @ 2006-09-12T00:39:00

torn between good evening and good night, opt for a more diplomatic hail!

Lj Create this was a party (with lots of witnesses), but eventually I managed to put something together. I do not know honestly what will be its usefulness, since they are not quite capable of creating anything with PS or any other graphics program ... probably I will use only as a sort of diary, or do we gather these little masterpieces that others do and I Snagg for my collection. : P

I'm not good in the post-presentation or something Generally, it is better that I go to bed before I lose myself in long speeches and boring then I will run tomorrow to cancel.

Goodnight,
Stefania.