Welcome to the moor of my mind, to the bog of my mood. In this place you'll find reflections in a shattered mirror, shadows in an autumnal day, changing dark clouds in my mind's nocturnal sky. This place is such a stuff as dreams and nightmares are made on, a journey record which gives shape to a different world. Welcome to my world.
...mangiato e bevuto da far schifo, ieri sera. Ma oggi ho gia' detto ai cadaveri deambulanti per casa mia, che dovranno impegnarsi di piu': il frigo e' ancora pieno di cibo e di alcol.
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