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Mike Driver
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@serpentineri
«Lo sai, mettersi ad amare qualcuno, è un’impresa. Bisogna avere un’energia, una generosità, un accecamento. C’è perfino un momento, al principio, in cui bisogna saltare un precipizio: se si riflette non lo si fa.»
Jean-Paul Sartre, La nausea.
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Io te il mare il tramonto i baci lungo il collo le carezze gli occhi negli occhi i sorrisi le mani intrecciate i sussurri il mondo attorno a noi che sparisce. Ecco il mio concetto di felicità
shewalksinthefire
Daily Reminder!
Don’t change yourself for someone, let them deal with what they chose
“My sister told me a soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest but the one who makes you feel the most, who conducts your heart to bang the loudest, who can drag you giggling with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in. It has always been you.”
Sierra Demulder, Love, Forgive Me (via goodreadss)
Your mind will take on the character of your most frequent thoughts.
Marcus Aurelius (via goodreadss)
“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
Robert Frost (via goodreadss)
“Non mi sono mai piaciuti i tagli netti, le interruzioni repentine. Penso che le cose nella vita muoiono da sé, come sono nate, per noia, per indifferenza o anche per abitudine che è una forma di noia fedele; e mi piace di sentirle morire così, naturalmente, senza colpa mia o altrui, e pian piano vederle cedere il luogo ad altre.”
— Alberto Moravia
Before I met you I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason.
Unknown (via naturaekos)