Tulipano d'estate

[ledelusioniinsegnanoavivere]

“Scott, ascoltami. Tu non sei “nessuno”, ok? Scott tu sei il mio migliore amico, ok? E ho bisogno di te. Scott tu sei mio fratello.”

— Stiles Stilinski❣️

[entony97]

“Nella mia vite non ho mai elemosinato nulla. È per questo che non costringo nessuno a rimanere al mio fianco. Se vuoi esserci, la tua presenza nei miei confronti dovrà essere costante. In caso contrario la porta è aperta. Le vie di mezzo non mi piacciono, le persone a intermittenza non le tollero.”

— entony97

[ilsentierodellamore]

“Niente ferisce, avvelena, ammala quanto la delusione. Perché la delusione è un dolore che deriva da una speranza svanita, una sconfitta che nasce sempre da una fiducia tradita, cioè dal voltafaccia di qualcuno o qualcosa in cui credi.”

- Oriana Fallaci.

[eros-philiaa]

[la-ragazza-con-le-cuffie-nere]

“Devi spegnere tutto quello che ti sta spegnendo.”

- Marco Polani

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[contanosoloidettagli]

“E come possiamo intenderci, signore, se nelle parole ch'io dico metto il senso e il valore delle cose come sono dentro di me; mentre chi le ascolta, inevitabilmente le assume col senso e col valore che hanno per sé, del mondo com'egli l'ha dentro? Crediamo di intenderci; non ci intendiamo mai!”

— Luigi Pirandello 

[stuckinthemoment]

[mispecchio]

Felice Andreasi, “Pane e tulipani” (Silvio Soldini, 1999).

[itsmyecho]

@itsmyecho

[ilmareditroppo]

Non cado🍃

[bruciare-al-suolo]

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[catastrofeanotherme]

M. Kutscher

[frugiperda]

“Ero sul punto di troncare la conversazione, poiché nulla mi manda in bestia come il fatto che qualcuno se ne esca con luoghi comuni insignificanti mentre io sto parlando con tutto il cuore.”

— Goethe, I dolori del giovane Werther

[wordsbymp]

“But let’s face it, we’re different now. I won’t try and change you into someone you are not or hold you to the memories we once had. It isn’t fair.”

— A goodbye to my now old best friend

[quotethat]

“She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with all her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything, but in the end, she settled for nothing.”

— Stacey T. Hunt, Game of Nightmares

[blossomfully]

“I guess it was my fault in the end. I grew complacent. I became careless. I thought I would always be your favourite - as you were mine. I never realised that even we were subject to the constraints of time and space. I never realised that we weren’t invincible. I never imagined that, for no reason at all, we would find ourselves drifting apart - until one day we could swear that we had never even met. I never imagined that we would stop talking, or that I would find it awkward to see you on the street. Sometimes, sometimes I still let myself wonder how you’re doing - whether you’re dating again, after your first love broke your heart. I’m still glad to have known you, all those midnight conversations in the dark. And sometimes, I write you a letter and put it in my top drawer. I wish I had the courage to send it. And what I mean to say is this: I really hope that you’re doing well. I hope you know that I haven’t forgotten you. I don’t think I ever will. I’ll be here if you ever need me. I’m rooting for you. Even if we don’t speak, I’ll always be rooting for you.”

— Sue Zhao // “Once upon a time she’d tell me her troubles and how the tsunami in her head was ruining her life. I loved her like I’ve never loved anyone. We where truly best friends, now she doesn’t respond to my messages. I don’t know how to react when I see her in person but I know that I will never be mad at her.”