{l’ho provato sulla mia pelle}: It's only your imagination
There’s always a tiny bit of hope that something will change. That they’ll wake up one day and realize their mistakes. That they’ll come running back willing to do and say anything they can to make things better, to make up for this hurt, this pain they caused in the first place. And that it won’t…
{ il dolce far niente }: Nothing blows my mind more than having expectations for someone, for...
Nothing blows my mind more than having expectations for someone, for something. How even that in itself is expected—to have these expectations based on your relationship with someone, or even your non-relationship with someone. How liking someone automatically makes you dependent on them being a…
one day you meet this boy, and he steals your heart, he steals your breath.
his fingers reach into you, and touch places you didn’t know existed, and they burn you, and scar you, and leave you begging for more.
and he destroys you, when you thought that maybe you could actually be happy for once… and you begin to think that maybe you were just pretending you were.
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{ il dolce far niente }: It's only your imagination
There’s always a tiny bit of hope that something will change. That they’ll wake up one day and realize their mistakes. That they’ll come running back willing to do and say anything they can to make things better, to make up for this hurt, this pain they caused in the first place. And that it won’t…
"I’m just saying, you know, you can’t know, who that person is, the person who will become your ultimate confidante, your soulmate, or your lover. He may be that guy you had your eye on for years, or he might be that guy standing next to you in torn jeans buying some part of his motorcycle. Whoever it is, he starts off as a stranger, so he could be anyone."
{ il dolce far niente }: He said, “You hate me. You’re always going to hate me.”She said, “No,...
He said, “You hate me. You’re always going to hate me.”
She said, “No, the problem is that I love you—I love you too much, too much to ever stop.” And in that moment she can’t believe she admitted it after so long—after one thousand, four hundred and sixty days of being apart, of summers,…
{ il dolce far niente }: Dear You,All I can say, I shouldn’t say.Except people have been...
Dear You,
All I can say, I shouldn’t say.
Except people have been telling me for years that I should write you a letter and here I am, writing it now. But truthfully, I don’t really have anything to say to you anymore. Maybe at first I did—when we first made the choice to walk away from each…
{ il dolce far niente }: Dear You,Some people say you should never apologize for who you are,...
Dear You,
Some people say you should never apologize for who you are, but I want to apologize to everyone I’ve ever unintentionally hurt—for any heart I’ve ever broken, for those I’ve pushed away whether purposefully or not, for harsh words I never meant when I was under a dark cloud, for all…
I’m the type of person who likes to take photos of everything, every moment because I like having them as visual memories you can always look back on, even if in time those people change and you, yourself are no longer in that place anymore. But sometimes you don’t need photos to remember everything, or at least the very best moments you had with those people because those are the ones that always stand out in your mind, that your skin always remembers, and your heart never forgets.
"Personification.
Funny how some words said are unknowingly two-faced. You can say something to someone and mean the complete opposite. As if those words were only said to make you feel better but only politely. Because sometimes polite words are said and they only make you suffer. Examples of these words include forever, love, you’ll find someone, you’ll get over him, you’ll get over this, and we should be friends."
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