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stai attento a quello che scrivi e provi a scrivere se non sai scrivere, sporco negro di merda figlio di puttana. le parole non sono cazzate, hanno un peso. un peso sacrosanto. le parole sono pesanti se non le sai usare. e sono pesanti anche se le sai usare, e l'abbiamo visto. perchè abbiamo provato migliaia e migliaia di combinazioni in questo senso. e abbiamo scritto le più grosse stronzate facendo finta di crederci, facendo finta che fossero reali. e adesso non abbiamo più niente. niente di niente. ma infatti dirai, cosa abbiamo adesso? non abbiamo un cazzo di niente dirai. ma tu sei li, che viaggi. what the fuck you want to know the real things? fuck that hopes to understand life a person who travels in time? What do you hope to achieve? it does not get anything. or at least that I can see a dick. travel, do things, see people. and instead does a dick, dick. and do not say shit, the bitch [but I'm not talking about her, I'm not talking. I'm writing. and then I was referring to the person]. because it is not-doing-shit-of-porcocristo anything. because everything in them [already. plurals but have now become tranquil [[and not you, calm you people]] lacks the mental space necessary to stop and think about things. because they are always tense because there is what must be seen, and there what needs to be lived. you are traveling, simply, "Go fuck yourself ASSHOLE WHY 'I HAVE HAD THE BALLS WITH YOUR PRICK. I never fucked a dick to take a shit aircraft of Christ and never give a fuck about doing fotutto check-in lady. life is abandoned, deserted and everything is lost in the void. but I hope at least that you know it. and I hope that sometimes in life does not get to sleep because haunted by a thought like that. I sleep well and do shit, but a trip is just a drop, and this is not bullshit. otherwise why do you think the players would be more people more alone and depressed? precisely because the actors are the people more sunshine. because it is inherent in their profession not to have a person. and people need people. Now, let's take a moment to pause and try to imagine, ugly cock of shit, a person who is deprived of its own staff. a nightmare situation right? good. We're almost near. Well now try to imagine what could be a vile person like that. but as you say. but as "disgraceful"? oh yes my dear boys. infamous. because there is no mathematical rule that contradicts the assumption that all of the actors are morons. because there is not even in their desire to hurt, injure. they do not own purpose. do not do it on purpose to be unconscious, to create trouble and mettercisi inside. only that in a country like Liechtenstein would be enough in itself to obtaining a strameritatissimo fucking life imprisonment. because for a logic that does something on purpose, that is not aware of the actual effect of their actions, their words, the consequences of their galactic incursions, it is only a fucking useless and filled with lots of blood and organ meat. one which in all probability he will never be an asshole. but that could be an actor. or why not, a great actor. an individual without the person who plays himself into a role at a time. half an hour at a time. until, Scazzi or completely exhausted, decides to end the day hanging from a maximum of some cock. until the end of the period, or book, and then on. towards new horizons. like the people who travel. is the same thing. the procedure is the same. actors and travelers. why I hate people who travel. Storage costs in lives and measured in multiples of € 5. yes, I admit. make me angry. but even know my fans (a bunch of balls that do not exist and I are constantly on the cock but I owe them accountable for my actions), that I am always pissed off, because "it does not seem." that is, that I am. did not appear. okay. because there is something in my participation. something that I "must". Well, yes. get, have. from time to time. something to which I wish to arrive. a point. a question. something. a point I want to touch, to penetrate, to cum. You had your stuff, okay. does nothing. but as if to say pig god. okay. but say at least. and say well if you please. for Christ. with the right words. so that you will understand, fuck. not to stracazzo of stracane. god dog.