ONE YEAR AGO...

Exactly one year ago I came out with one of my closest friends, Livia... It was the first of the most difficult moments of my life... something that I had to say to somebody. After Liva came, of course, Cristian (December 4th), Francesco (December 22nd... maybe... I was drunk...), Francesca (in March, maybe), Assunta & Marianna (Cristian said 'em... what an asshole...), my dad (don't want to remeber)...

Lot of things changed from then on... I've had three boyfriends (one month each... It hasn't been my fault in the first two relations...), made a lot of new experiences (I went for the first time on a train... to Savona... 800km and more... four times! I went aboard with friend only), I changed my music preferences too (!), I use to write on website about sports... That's what I like... Not what they say I SHOULD do... Fuck 'em all! However... Eight months and finally this shit will be over...

Thanks to my closest friends... I could never go on without them! (and sorry for my bad English...)

There also are two poetic gifts for you, made by one of my favourite poets (no, it's not Auden this time :D). Click on Continue >> :P

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After I've read these two poems more and more times, I'd prefer the second one; anyway, I'm going to publish both of them :D

Allen Ginsberg - An Eastern Ballad

I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.

I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.


I wake to see the world go wild.

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Allen Ginsberg - A Western Ballad

When I died, love, when I died
my heart was broken in your care;
I never suffered love so fair
as now I suffer and abide
when I died, love, when I died.

When I died, love, when I died
I wearied in an endless maze
that men have walked for centuries,
as endless as the gate was wide
when I died, love, when I died.

When I died, love, when I died
there was a war in the upper air:
all that happens, happens there;
there was an angel by my side
when I died, love, when I died