Thursday, March 3, 2011

Black Penny Loafers Men Socks Or No Socks?

Two lives

is the story of a schizophrenic who lived for five weeks as a duo and said: "So far so good. So far so good." But for once, the most important is the fall. The return to solitude after all this time.

We must be strong and solid but I think being able to. I m'équilibre.

Yours. Peace.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

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Tattoos

My first tattoo dates back fifteen years. A small bird on shoulder blade, found on the album covers of Jimi Hendrix. Tribute. The day I nearly lost an eye I said to myself what is a tattoo? Nothing compared to a look so precious.

The second is my right calf. I did do after a break. It was time that I wanted and had prepared a drawing but my girlfriend thought it was awful. So when she left me, I went for an appointment at the tattooist you. A Polynesian.

And the last run in 3 sessions covering my right arm, shoulder to below the elbow. It was completed last night and I'm delighted. Tattooed by Teny, a Polynesian in the strange accent and friendly. I find it wonderful and I am very proud.

The Polynesian tattoos are filled with little symbols reflecting the different personality traits to discuss with the strength of tattoos. I have such a hook (abundance), shark teeth (force), a lizard (I forget), a vagina (luck in love), a main (warrior) while representing the Tiki (divinity).

Yours. Peace!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Scholarships, Memorex

Mea culpa

I have a serious problem with alcohol, both admit. Yes, I am an alcoholic and it is a standing problem because I made my first drunk 25 years ago. Nevertheless, I am not violent when I'm drunk but the problem is such that I can not live without water.

is second nature in which my j'occulte schizophrenia. This is very serious because I can not help but get drunk every day. I tried to quit several times, with the help of my psychiatrist, with drugs but the desire remains the strongest. I am addicted.

And I do or say very stupid things in alcohol. I can not control myself and not do to my head, forgetting completely that I am in the company or corporation. I'm tired, I'm tired of being constantly drunk. I make just about me and my mental health is deteriorating.

so I will wish to get rid of this addiction but I do not know how to do it. I hurt and I cried in alarm. I can not anymore.

No, I can not anymore.

Monday, February 28, 2011

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Finally! Dreams and reality

Completed the nights that turn into nightmares. Now I sleep a deep sleep without remembering any dreams of. Two months of suffering annihilated in the space of three nights. Gone are also agitated sleep or nap three to four hours in the afternoon to recover. I'm not afraid to go to sleep.

My psychiatrist, whom I see once a month in the psychiatric hospital issued me an antipsychotic drug at bedtime, 25mg Loxapac the night and my fears have been annihilated. Moreover, I do nights from ten to twelve hours and woke up in shape.

My dearest friend is my home for five weeks. That happiness.

Yours.