My heel, my damnation..     I can t sleep quite..   All  is too fast..   All  is too slow..

I can t find a point of balance..

I don t want to be like you.

Where I’m, where is my nature of man.?

im  unable to  meet   some  one  without think  about  you..

i  will  not  do  again,  not now …    i  don t feel  good  with  my  self.

Im like a dog who look through the window, I look somewhere without a reason..  I feel your scent  your Parfums..     I know..  this is my heel..

This is my heel..

Who know me,  who are looking me smiling or nicely talking can t understand  I’m in the center  of flames…

I’m burning.

I need to sleep..

This is hell..

Mario for Mario

This is my hell, this is the place where I want to be.

Good night Mario..   Good life..