http://www.portofsaints.org befrij dit rovhul Sat, 04 Sep 2010 09:18:59 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I am picking flowers as I realize it's full of giant red poppies. And I think how funny it is to find poppies in September. In italy they only blossom in May. So I pick a lot of them and will surely put them in a vase in this little ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=101 I am kissing three cute young guys in a kind of amorous quartetto. Woke up with a sense of peace and maybe a smile. http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=100 Can't even get near to describe how beautiful this place is. But what's more striking is the handsomeness of guys. I am in distress , it may be the perfume of one's skin, it might be their shape, their eyes , whatever. I am at a loss trying to cope ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=99 Sono in un vecchio palazzo (che potrebbe essere anche l'albergo in cui sono stasera) . Aspetto sul pianerottolo qualcuno o qualcosa. Guardo fuori dalla finestra e vedo della gente in strada. Questi salgono le scale , e sento che arrivano fino al piano di sotto, dove so che abita Filippo. ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=98 Unpredictable as the weather, traces of beauty flow by, in a boy's smile, in the moon's full face, in a star that keeps me company as I sleep. London Lone Dawn http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=97 Well anyway I'm back home after my recent trip to BCN. At first it was much like 'I am the viewer of a giant aquarium, and I am indifferent to the fate of these fish', but later, thanks to a person I met it became more like a real vacation. ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=96 I don't know, maybe it's that or something else, but I can't really seem to be able to connect with people. I am spending days of silence, lost in the magma of my mind. http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=95 It's night and I am sitting on a bench, in Plaza de Catalunya. These indian guys shoot some sort of blue thingie in the sky and it comes down slowly, like a helicopter, like a jelly fish. If that's jelly fish then we are underwater. I've had some tasty and ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=94 Stella amarissima ordigno del male tu sei il fuoco , tu l'inferno in cui minutamente cucini l'amore dove bellamente si fotte il mio cuore tuo è il presagio tuo il disegno che la morte alla fine viene per tutti non solo i tipi belli , anche quelli brutti Stella oscurissima abbraccio spettrale Quanto vale un addio è facile capire Nel rogo ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=93 No rest, no peace, no truce, no break, no pause. You fucking world, why don't you understand how bad I am doing? I am consumed by a reckless fever. And there's no lie , no illusion that can keep this nightmare away. I will rot in hell, and you will ... http://www.portofsaints.org/?p=92