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Mi hanno piantato dentro così tanti coltelli che quando mi regalano un fiore all’inizio non capisco neanche cos’è. Ci vuole tempo.
Charles Bukowski (via anormalguywithabnormalmind)
Siamo solo pescatori in mezzo un mare di illusioni.
Nitro. (via e-soloquestionedichilometri)
Volevo urlare quello che sentivo, ma sono rimasto zitto per paura di non essere capito
Charles Bukowski (via yadneerggreenday)
I am a strong person. But every once in a while I would like someone to hold my hand and tell me things are going to be OK.
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Some days I feel nothing. Some days I feel everything. So I write down things for rainy days, To keep myself reminded of the beating heart in my chest.
Extra-Mt (via wnq-writers)
My art teacher asked me to paint on an old violin.
this is beautiful
Oh, how you played on the drum of my heart. You made it beat faster and faster till’ it eventually burst. And that was the end of the music and the end of my heart.
Ramn Grewal (via wnq-writers)
“Nothing hurts if you don’t let it.”
Ernest Hemingway (via naturaekos)
You and I died a long time ago.
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Charles Baudelaire
Nessuno se ne accorge che io ormai non ci sono più. Ascolto,parlo, sorrido, ma non ci sono più.
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