Nei miei occhi, cosa vedi?

 

This picture captured me so so much. I have no idea why, but I’m so drawn to it. Even now. I saw this 3 months ago and it struck me with such force. I don’t know why or what. It’s just. I feel it holding me. And it makes me think that my eye is a person. And if it was, what will they say about who they see everyday?

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I heard your heart say love, love, love

 

Oh, it’s seems awfully far for us to find it all,
Oh, all this years will wash away and we’ll be claimed but we’ll have nothing more,
Well I can’t say there’ll come another day where money and time will fall,
And on our hands, our wrinkles understand we never really wanted more ;

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And, then. ?

It’s like cocaine, but not. It’s like ice,  but it’s not. It’s a drug. Is it? Withdrawal symptoms include hallucinations, insomnia, angst. Bad dreams. Breaking out in cold sweat now and then. It chews on the inner being. Right down to your toes and fingernails. There’s a tingle. It moves. It shifts, flies but it doesn’t go away. Butterflies arrive and flutter around the stomach. And they can’t get out. Chew. Gnaw. I feel it. In fact, I feel more alive than ever. The more it beats. The more it feels. I tear my heart open just to feel.

Because it’s always more than letting go. It’s an addiction that you have to acknowledge. And that’s the part that hits you real hard. Don’t know nothing until you realise how much of a habit it was.

I’m going. And there’s no looking back.

Four cold walls without parole
Lord have mercy on my soul ;

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hai dimenticato,

“Tell me you love me. Tell me, because if I tell you first, I’m afraid you’ll think it’s a game”
– ‘Jeux d’enfants‘

Tom: Look, we don’t have to put a label on it. That’s fine. I get it. But, you know, I just… I need some consistency.
Summer: I know.
Tom: I need to know that you’re not gonna wake up in the morning and feel differently.
Summer: And I can’t give you that. Nobody can.

– ‘500 Days of Summer‘

Rapunzel: Who are you, and how did you find me?
Flynn Rider: [clears throat] I know not who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say… Hi. How ya doin’?

– ‘Tangled‘

“When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.”

– Mark Twain

You forgot these too.

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