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Allievo2007

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Allievo2007 più di un mese fa

Non ti ho mai incontrata.

Non ti ho cercata se non nella tenue trama onirica.

Non sono neppure certo della tua esistenza.

Forse un giorno ti intravidi, in lontananza.

Con passo sicuro fendevi la folla.

Camminavamo in direzioni diverse ed immediatamente ti persi nel chiacchiericcio delle genti.

Sei rimasta un desiderio inespresso, un refolo di brezza che improvvisamente scompiglia i miei pensieri.

 

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Non ricerco l'idillio alla Jane Austen, ma una madame Bovary o una Lady Chatterley. Non sono un collezionista di trofei o di figurine, neppure uno psichiatra o un MDF. Sono ben consapevole di non poter piacere a tutte e che tutte non possono piacermi, inoltre, desidero non essere contattato da casi umani, mercenarie, gay, trav o coppie.

Su di me

Situazione sentimentale

sposato/a

Lingue conosciute

Francese, Inglese, Spagnolo

I miei pregi

passionalità, ironia, fantasia, equilibrio e razionalità

I miei difetti

un centrifugato di vari vizi capitali, ma tutti in modica quantità :-)

Amo & Odio

Tre cose che amo

  1. mare cristallino
  2. letteratura
  3. passioni travolgenti

Tre cose che odio

  1. berlusca e la sua cricca
  2. la mafia
  3. gli integralisti

I miei interessi

Vacanze Ok!

  • Città d'arte
  • Spiagge incontaminate
  • Enogastronomia

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  • Campeggio
  • Spirituale
  • Passioni

    • Musica
    • Sport
    • Lettura

    Musica

    • Blues
    • Rock
    • Metal

    Cucina

    • Veggy
    • Piatti italiani
    • A tutto pesce e frutti di mare

    Libri

    • Narrativa
    • Gialli

    Sport

    • Beach volley
    • Nuoto
    • Calcio e calcetto

    Film

    • Drammatico
    • Thriller

    Libro preferito

    il nome della rosa

    Meta dei sogni

    Atolli del Pacifico, Caraibi

    Film preferito

    c\'era una volta in america

    God's gonna cut you down

     

     

     

    LITHIUM

     

    I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
    Yeah, yeah...  
    I'm so lonely, that's okay, I shaved my head And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there And I don't care I'm so horny, that's okay My will is good
    Yeah, yeah...  
    I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack

    Nick Cave : O children

     

    Goodbye

    You are one of God's mistakes You crying tragic waste of skin I'm well aware of how it aches And you still won't let me in Now I'm breaking down your door To try and save your swollen face Though I don't like you anymore You lying trying waste of space
    Before our innocence was lost You were always one of those blessed with lucky sevens And the voice that made me cry
    My oh my You were Mother Nature's son Someone to whom I could relate Your needle and your damage done Remains a sordid twist of fate Now I'm trying to wake you up To pull you from the liquid sky 'Cause if I don't we'll both end up With just your songs that say goodbye
    My oh my A song to say goodbye A song to say goodbye A song to say Before our innocence was lost You always one of those blessed with lucky sevens And a voice that made me cry It's a song to say goodbye It's a song to say goodbye It's a song to say goodbye

    ...

     

     

    Pixies: Where is my mind?

    With your feet on the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah (yeah) Your head will collapse, and there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself

    Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind?  

     

    BAUHAUS: THE PASSION OF LOVERS

    She had nut painted arms

    That were hers to keep

    And in her fear

    She sought cracked pleasures

    The passion of lovers is for death said she

    Licked her lips

    And turned to feather

     

    Staind - For you

     

    Like a stone

    On a cobweb afternoon
    In a room full of emptiness
    By a freeway I confess
    I was lost in the pages
    Of a book full of death
    Reading how we'll die alone
    And if we're good, we'll lay to rest
    Anywhere we want to go

     

    Twenty years

    ...There are twenty years to go A golden age I know But all will pass, and end too fast you know...

     

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