the end, thanks to an intrinsic ineptitude rooted in my being, I stay there again below. I doubt, too, of a shot, now you can not react, oppose any change becomes difficult, then, a toast to life, perhaps with excessive zeal, but, of course, with excellent results, as to the course taken and the remarkable incidents of aberrant drunkenness.
sure I was in, but do not remember what the reason behind virtually every this apprehension with regard to life, perhaps the state of unconsciousness accompanied me for most of the day does not help to understand the causes of this malaise, generalized to all that surrounds me.
In these moments really amazing things are happening. The first is the continual return of the sentence: "This time we were under." The second is that I really do not understand what this crap or maximum, depending on your point of view.
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