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“Era una persona con cui si poteva parlare. Forse non si desiderava tanto essere amati quanto essere capiti. In un certo senso avevano raggiunto qualcosa di più profondo dell'amicizia: l'intimità.”

— George Orwell, 1984

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“Mi trovo in una condizione bizzarra; non sono malato, ma non sto neppure bene.”

— Seneca

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Well, if my heart must break,

dear love, for your sake,

it will break in music, I know,

poets’ hearts break so.

-Oscar Wilde, To L.L.

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maybe if I fall in love with my anxiety it will leave me too

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MikaYuu is fucking canon fucking fight me

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non riesco a pensare a qualcun altro che ti ami

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you start loosing dignity in love when you try to pretend there’s one.

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non sapevo perchè piangevo, perchè non potevo vedere i tuoi sentimenti svanire piano piano.

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All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol do so at their peril. It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.

Oscar Wilde, from the preface of The Picture of Dorian Gray (via zudoku-c)

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i'm gonna forever miss the moment i know i'm not gonna live again

and what's worse

i already knew that at the time.

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“I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.”

— Uma Thurman (via goodreadss)

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Uffizi

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We collect rainwater just outside the city. A bucket of wet sky, her laugh like a sonata.   My fingers shake in the tangled grass and she teaches me to smoke cigarettes. Be cool, be calm. Even after we get dressed to leave, I’ve got mud on my knees.   I am neither delicate or dazzling. Stumbly mouth, sadness not suitable for art.   How do you love a girl with fear curled at the back of her throat?

Schuyler Peck, Soft Curls and Cyanide (via schuylerpeck)

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