E ' Sunday afternoon, I'm lying on my couch, with my partner Living and roommate .. the usual glass of red wine in the afternoon Sunday, I'm afraid to pay everything on the carpet but unfounded and that I want to take a risk, next to me the radiator is hot and I have reached a level of ecstasy and total well-being .. I can not screw it up. The PC is far
I try to read what I write is certainly not reread as always.
It 's been so long dear blog, but you have always been in my thoughts always, you've always heard good and bad, you never laughed or commented on my bad temper and my bad choices, you have the ability to learn but not judge, you are above all things dramatically, but so dumb thoughtful reading and rereading for me to grow with the months passing the split of my own life.
So considering that I think any true love never ends, here I am writing to you, despite the past few months I will try to be careful as always.
The sun has brought in these days feel like spring, and it is clear that spring wakes me unlimited sexuality, I like to feel the wind in your hair, I like to see some people 'more open, I like to watch men with their bare arms, I like to eat a packet of crisps in the sun while I see a couple making love, I like to smoke a cigarette scarves and coats removed, leaving the neck and turns a mischievous travedere to see
are wrong, how many times I have heard repeated the word.
'm wrong because I like to have sex, because I use my body and accompany him with who I think is nice and good at complement it.
I had to deal with people a bit 'disappointing lately the penultimate guy who approached me had told me that after we read dear blog, was to avoid the case because it did not consider appropriate to meet my outlook on life and sex . But for fuck
need to have in common a precise vision of life? I
my outlook on life despite all the perfect pictures with a beautiful bedroom white walls, windows open, a good job, and I see so much being with a man older than me, I see hugs in front of the TV, I feel strong arms, a vision that can make me forget every little pain during my youth and accumulated inside the now my body as his fingers glide almost never get to the heart.
This is my vision of life, this is what I want but not now, not necessarily now ... I believe that these things should come from the sun, that you should certainly look for the emotion that wells up inside you and you wonder when your heart beats, and enough surprises you.
for now so I want to be the wrong guy, the guy who lives moment to moment and try to do more things in the shortest possible time ... this dear blog, I was absent these days, not because felt the need to tell , Fabrizio Fabrizio is the usual chatty as ever.
we booked the ticket in twenty days I leave for the Caribbean, the journey will be long and astenuante scare me or at least I imagine so but then I can not wait to bathe in warm water and roll in the sand fine, I a travel companion as well as special holiday you thought of me knows how to listen is a magical person because he thinks that I can give him irreplaceable moments and emotions, I can teach you about life and can understand more than no one else dear blog ... in fact it is he who taught me a lot and got me thinking, with his shyness and his silence that now have become too sgam to my eyes when there's something wrong I understand that.
So you just have to go, finally a warm vacation halfway around the world.
The house is always very friendly and very tidy add today, yesterday after a Dutch dinner at a friend's house I was dancing in a big gay disco in Milan, I met a very nice guy, I bet a little 'and so I've taken the first step because maybe it was the right thing, we got to fuck like a pig on my bed.
Dear blog, I am very fear of growing old and yesterday I said to my dear friend, I explained to him while the music was deafening pleasure and that it is difficult enough, why not give you experience.
I believe the time has no limits but that it must now learn to make it clear to someone I like, I do not know dear friend woo, I'm not good and no one explained to me how to do because there is no school.
The fact that others are always coming to me, I do not think it is a good thing, are terribly insecure and I must admit that whenever I tried to explain to someone that I liked, I was concerned everything was to hell, especially because after a few minutes we were in my bed and He was inside me, perhaps you should not burn so fast, but the stages are a passionate person too and I want your cock before anything else, unfortunately, if I want too .. I think maybe before the head, then ... but they are so instinctive and rushed .. an excuse?
The work continues and it is fine, find colleagues with whom I fellowship and I split from laughing makes me feel good and work is important.
I fill another glass of wine.
Now I can not wait to leave, who knows, maybe this trip I do not need to understand many things, some 'self-analysis is always good, as if I did not have enough!! This is exactly the problem that I analyze mistake ever ... but in the end inexorably eternally imperfect.
the next.
I try to read what I write is certainly not reread as always.
It 's been so long dear blog, but you have always been in my thoughts always, you've always heard good and bad, you never laughed or commented on my bad temper and my bad choices, you have the ability to learn but not judge, you are above all things dramatically, but so dumb thoughtful reading and rereading for me to grow with the months passing the split of my own life.
So considering that I think any true love never ends, here I am writing to you, despite the past few months I will try to be careful as always.
The sun has brought in these days feel like spring, and it is clear that spring wakes me unlimited sexuality, I like to feel the wind in your hair, I like to see some people 'more open, I like to watch men with their bare arms, I like to eat a packet of crisps in the sun while I see a couple making love, I like to smoke a cigarette scarves and coats removed, leaving the neck and turns a mischievous travedere to see
are wrong, how many times I have heard repeated the word.
'm wrong because I like to have sex, because I use my body and accompany him with who I think is nice and good at complement it.
I had to deal with people a bit 'disappointing lately the penultimate guy who approached me had told me that after we read dear blog, was to avoid the case because it did not consider appropriate to meet my outlook on life and sex . But for fuck
need to have in common a precise vision of life? I
my outlook on life despite all the perfect pictures with a beautiful bedroom white walls, windows open, a good job, and I see so much being with a man older than me, I see hugs in front of the TV, I feel strong arms, a vision that can make me forget every little pain during my youth and accumulated inside the now my body as his fingers glide almost never get to the heart.
This is my vision of life, this is what I want but not now, not necessarily now ... I believe that these things should come from the sun, that you should certainly look for the emotion that wells up inside you and you wonder when your heart beats, and enough surprises you.
for now so I want to be the wrong guy, the guy who lives moment to moment and try to do more things in the shortest possible time ... this dear blog, I was absent these days, not because felt the need to tell , Fabrizio Fabrizio is the usual chatty as ever.
we booked the ticket in twenty days I leave for the Caribbean, the journey will be long and astenuante scare me or at least I imagine so but then I can not wait to bathe in warm water and roll in the sand fine, I a travel companion as well as special holiday you thought of me knows how to listen is a magical person because he thinks that I can give him irreplaceable moments and emotions, I can teach you about life and can understand more than no one else dear blog ... in fact it is he who taught me a lot and got me thinking, with his shyness and his silence that now have become too sgam to my eyes when there's something wrong I understand that.
So you just have to go, finally a warm vacation halfway around the world.
The house is always very friendly and very tidy add today, yesterday after a Dutch dinner at a friend's house I was dancing in a big gay disco in Milan, I met a very nice guy, I bet a little 'and so I've taken the first step because maybe it was the right thing, we got to fuck like a pig on my bed.
Dear blog, I am very fear of growing old and yesterday I said to my dear friend, I explained to him while the music was deafening pleasure and that it is difficult enough, why not give you experience.
I believe the time has no limits but that it must now learn to make it clear to someone I like, I do not know dear friend woo, I'm not good and no one explained to me how to do because there is no school.
The fact that others are always coming to me, I do not think it is a good thing, are terribly insecure and I must admit that whenever I tried to explain to someone that I liked, I was concerned everything was to hell, especially because after a few minutes we were in my bed and He was inside me, perhaps you should not burn so fast, but the stages are a passionate person too and I want your cock before anything else, unfortunately, if I want too .. I think maybe before the head, then ... but they are so instinctive and rushed .. an excuse?
The work continues and it is fine, find colleagues with whom I fellowship and I split from laughing makes me feel good and work is important.
I fill another glass of wine.
Now I can not wait to leave, who knows, maybe this trip I do not need to understand many things, some 'self-analysis is always good, as if I did not have enough!! This is exactly the problem that I analyze mistake ever ... but in the end inexorably eternally imperfect.
the next.
