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Reality

Reality is when a person greets you if he wants to say goodbye
The reality that life does not offer you anything you indeed to make you bleed from massacring
The reality is uncertain
The reality is that every year something to say against, and rarely for the
reality is that nobody really loves us
The reality is a life where everyone is himself
The reality is that people do not pretend that there are no
The reality is that each of us could be so only if he wanted
The reality is that appreciate you for who you are
The reality that life every day something rips
The reality that we "are" a deluded
The Reality is life
Antibuonista Andrea

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Loneliness and broken finger

unimaginable feeling for many visa, a boy of 21 years should not experience this feeling but instead is uncertain.
A feeling or life takes me from my childhood, adolescence in practice from when I was born, it is difficult to understand such a feeling of emptiness.
I always say and I think if I had talked alone and had not seen the television today, I could not talk, they communicate. Why is it not strange to many people have a confrontation with an exchange two words I do not know these things because I never had real friends truly are orphaned by this sentimental point of view of all friendships in general.
How to describe it? And 'when the Saturday and Sunday or during the week do not go out or go out alone, of course, is when everything around you is a deep empty silence when you've got no one to talk, to tell you, live your emotions in real life , vent, debate, advice, etc.. But just a fact of profound silence criticism against fingers, deep contempt, which may be from outside the family who always make you understand that for you, you do not go well is useless, your life is useless, many people say this is what you believe, is not it always is part of the deep contempt of the finger at me, me you, you always do.
you are not like the others do not care what kept you say, break the boxes continued to tell the truth, why do you insist on living near. Think and feel that everyone would be happy if you did not exist because you see so much contempt for the person you want your sink to understand a strange feeling to be received but I live every day. The desire for redemption to be appreciated and that one day all this will change only the illusions that lead me to go alone against all, in my empty tunnel but the years pass the days as well and I grow and change nothing but contempt, and are growing Empty the futility of my life there and so on.
Thank you for your words, but we do not care does not interest us we do not care about you you are less than 0 want it just to understand these words I hear from a lot we do not care anything at all. Andrea

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no words for this infinite fatigue life

Already there really are no words to testify how their lives every day gives you a stab continues, especially when you are not recommended, you realize that you can never find a job.
The reality of a world of shit and do not require good will, "but the experience even if you have 21 years" is not the seriousness, "but the tread is (recommended)" does not need to be corrected does not serve any of this verve something else in this world.
The hypocrisy is uncertain, the horror is this certainty, the profound contempt for persons who wish to redeem the world dell'lavoro not interested, not interesting, the work should be given to the child's child than recommended, more of that.
You realize every day that it is useless to your persistence, perseverance, courage to go in person so no one appreciates you, even you, despite you deeply because you're nobody to them worth less than 0, you're nobody to have a job but you appearance, I always wonder what I look behind the shine, I never understood why? perhaps not be common, the desire to be different from the masses, perhaps as inches of my height, boh is the answer.
I think that really hopes are over, since a year and a half now many say wait, but wait for something, the best, the place that never comes. The days of deep despair as there are never where you do not even have the strength to write about nell'inutilità live your life, where there is a dog that you are looking for in the first or even second jobs. My life is useless for all first and foremost for myself, but my illusion tells me to keep rolling forward on the ground crawling from the depths of pain, disappointment and unimaginable of life, I lick the wounds and go on, I get up every day continue with my stubbornness of a mule to look for a job, a life of surrender that would otherwise not know honestly. Walk the line, hoping that something changes, anger is eternal and deep hatred for this unjust world does not end. Will remain the survival of every day just to get along in this world, against walls, tunnel-sac etc., etc., because no one will understand but only to judge. A pointless monologue
ungrammatical, from surreal train of thought, from spelling imaginary, but this is because I want to shoot there, and it looking for work, we'll hear the echo this then I say go ahead.
good life at least for those who hides many arrangers like I say, you always have the last word go ahead I'm tired of answering, defend myself, to listen your poison. Andrea