What Is The Bmi Of Men Models

perfectly stacked on a shelf in the middle of my father's library, the few books I have written since 2003. a sort of paternal pride post it. I saw them and I smile inside, not only because of pride, but because tempus fugit.
post it in the form of books seems to be important and in some ways it is, but is really nothing, a kind of Cerottini on a wound that only in very rare cases we are given to fill.
is that "time offender" in writing and foscolo together all the swarms of care with me so he yearns. what today seems to have a (s) enso, is actually a grain of sand in the face dunes of eternity.
time there is no escape and all the trinkets, all physical evidence to which we cling to worthless.
nothing escapes oblivion, everything, almost imperceptibly, suddenly, it collapses.
so will for my books, for disks that I tried with so much love in Novegro, for the few vessels of honor that I bought over the years.
ammuffirà paper, the hardcover will be bubbles and foil Squaderno, the discs have become unheard and not listen to them more.
player come on, do not be sad.
you should feel sad if I thought of last, but only fools believe in their hearts that the world with their dileguerà departure, therefore - the logic of the speech - is very remote possibility that a fool may be saddened by thoughts of finis terrae .
I'm also a bit 'stupid and think that everything will end, that things which I would not be sbriciolerannno slays me.
we put in what I do care, passion, dedication and that is enough. I do not want to drag on, I just want to feel life. I do not want to be remembered, but I remember having lived.
just between us, a little 'I think that is a pain in heaven and / or anywhere else you can not even bring a carry-on baggage.
would put us in Dante's Divine Comedy, the Iliad and the Odyssey, no holy books so I'll be surrounded by the sacred. maybe we slip pinocchio, or lord of the rings when I'll be bored from time to serenity, happiness and joy. I would put in their hand baggage in the smiles I received what I asked, all perfectly folded towels smell like Damini.