Chee? E 'for quite some letters that do not throw down, bit on this blog. So many thing have happened: beautiful, beautiful, ugly, ugly. I was admitted to the neuropsychiatry hospital in Monza. Shit. I do not recommend to anyone, not even with bamba you be able to have fun. The samples then? Are not related, are not like in Hostel, I can move, it is not torture, it's just a sampling. And Sticazzi! Are unable to find the vein in his left arm continued to move the needle in the arm. And god pig, pig god could not find it. So I get a hole in the right ... The school, the 3rd, a grind, but there are a drag dell'amaDonna failed. Past year. Estate. Shit, I pulled up early in the moral that the school was over. Perhaps if anything I felt lighter, weighing left behind. Summer = Boredom. I discovered the ethanol in vodka, I could not go on anymore. I made many experiences with the mess: Turn center alcoholic, go play in a football club alcoholic, go to the disco already drunk, mess up mess of an alcoholic. And when school resumed, I was an alcoholic. I stopped in February 2007. No party at the World Cup final, not the New Year. The 02/01/20007 sending a text message to Matthew: "What did you do on New Year?". Answer: "a party at my house, only girls I have fucked.." Me: "And how is my pussy?". He: "Amazing." I take a razor blade and cut my wrist, from an alcoholic.
I'm going to head, I broke the sronaca do all I said was the most important things. Oh, yes, yes, I forgot one: I cut his wrist in the summer. In short, Citalopram, Beer and Xanax and sent me to the casino in the brain for so long.
I return to school in September 2007: New class, new prof. Magic medicine: 5 mg Alprazolam just at school. lack of concentration, drowsiness. They are not tied to a chair, not in Hostel, but I can not move the same. How can we go on like this? Stop, no guilt no lack. But life is always the same, how boring the summer, I just lifted a weight.
Yesterday: I am sad when I think of my classmates, Mark, Michael, Ariannna, Betta ... ... especially the fact is that I spent with them for many years, and now will not see again. Next year there are those who will go to university, people at work. They are grown now, they are adults, do not ever remember me, the element stranger in the school. I'd like to greet them, but we'll do this later, is still much before June. I do not do anything, no gym, no aerobics, do not look at the computer, do not play to play, I do not follow football and do not respect me for the umpteenth time the false and controrifinte Ronaldo before placing the point X. Lexhotam, Xanax, En I pulled ahead to ...
Today: anxiety is not the center of everything I do, is just one element of the cock I have to accept, but what the fuck, I can not. E 'imcomprensibile accept that I'll be panic in common situations, in situations where everyone happily handle. Banality. However, from now on resume all activities I left behind and do it again, I organize the day. Here on the blog: each post for each event.
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