It’s funny being almost thirty years all having everything, or almost everything, a man could dream of, and finding yourself crying like a baby in the middle of the night.
But there is still something I did not manage to obtain, and I don’t know if I ever will. And this thing torments me, year after year, wears and breaks me.
I wonder if I will ever be able to grow, or if I will be forced to cry until the last of my days.
However it goes, it will have been a nice adventure.
Solo un’ipotesi. Ma comunque in bocca al lupo.
ti manco io max
ahhaha scherzi a parte, fatti sentire ogni tanto 
Di qualunque cosa si tratti non smettere di inseguirla…
Ciuaz Max, buona fortuna!
We all constantly grasp for something that fills the void in our heart..
For me, it was an English entry on your blog, and my void has finally been filled. Grazie Mille!! kk