If love was a sport… that explains why I have never been good at it, hell I don’t even play sport video games. Coach Cupid… I never learned the rules, have I ever really played the game and yet in loving you “Sweetness” I want to be a starter.

Is your smile hiding how you really feel.

Una esperienza importante per acquistare fiducia in sè stesso.

Sports are awesome.

Vecchi ricordi di un’amicizia tra ragazzi.

Olahraga.

In the game of football a player can suffer from a concussion that can be serious.

What’s going on in Tiger Woods’ mind. Nobody will ever know, only him.

This poem is about a boxer who is taking a beating in the middle of a match and also fighting with himself on the decidion to stay and fight or quit.To me it was actually a symbol of a life struggle, and it could also represent each of our unique problems and our decisions to keep at something or just give up. I wrote it making the boxer and the reader the same person so as to almost put you right in the fight and force the reader to make the decision at the end for themselves if they would fight on through a tough problem or quit while they are still alive.

Be careful what you wish for.