#buongiorno❤

[catsloverword]

Come si può capire l'amore se per spiegarlo usiamo un linguaggio che non è del cuore?

[carmencarmens-blog]

Con @pensierisanguignisblogsblog ❤❤

[josedemariaromerobarea]

“Discúlpelas, señor #Juez, pero #ellas tienen derecho a #existir igual que usted. O quizá más” #ArianaHarwicz @ArianaHar #TrilogíaDeLaPasión @AnagramaEditor🌲Mi #reseña @MondeDiploEs #FelizDomingo #FelizAgosto 🏖 @martacamnu @gemis46 @masleer @PacoToskano

[soniafragadias]

Então já estou perto de ficar com parte de família que amo. Dia 8 como sou rodinha nos pés,estou indo para Aventura,(Flórida)passar as festas do fim de ano. Tenho muito a agradecer,por Deus proporcionar tantas coisas incríveis em minha vida. Mesmo tomando três doses da Moderna, a quarta no Brasil peguei COVID duas vezes e venci a doença. Neste quatro dia do Advento,vamos tentar ajudar aos que nada tem. Pode até ser um próximo e você não percebe. Nosso país deixou muita gente na linha da miséria. O coração dói. Vamos fazer a campanha da solidariedade,começa por olhar ao seu lado. Não foi isso que Jesus ensinou ...Amar ao próximo como a si mesmo... Bom dia pessoas queridas. Nunca foi sorte,sempre foi Deus. _______________________________________________ . . . Follow 👉@soniafraga.oficial 👈 . . . #secretsofahostess #soniafrdias #soniafragadias #soniafragadiasdesign #soniafragadiasdesigner #secretsofahostess #morning #buenosdias #goodmorning #buongiorno #bomdia🌞 #solidariedade #amoraoproximo #advento #paz #uniao #amor❤ #próximo (em Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro) https://www.instagram.com/p/CllPEBguM50/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[matteobaudone]

#buongiornoatutti #buongiorno #buongiorno🌞 #buonadomenica❤️ #buongiorno😘 #buonadomenica #buonadomenicaatutti #buonadomenica😘 #vivogliobene❤ #vivogliobene https://www.instagram.com/p/CjM4SPzqQ--/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[abdalla-23]

Good morning 🌹🥀🌺 Günaydın 🌹🌺💐 Bonjour🌺🌺💐

Buenos dias 🌴🌷⚘ Guten Morgen⚘⚘⚘ Buongiorno❤❤🌻

Bom dia ☘🍀☘ Доброе утро 🌹🌹🌹صباح الخير

[megachaoticstupid]

Birthday hunt

Summary: it is your birthday and Copia, with the help of the ghouls, prepared a quest for you

Word count: 3028

A/N: Since it is my birthday today, i decided to make something wholesome for Mel and I and it got out of hand 🤣 @her-satanic-wiles happy birthday to you! ❤

Warnings: none Masterlist

You woke up rather early for you on your day off. It was just around ten and you had a whole day ahead of you. Not just peeking through the closed curtains, the sun was high in the sky and you could tell it held its grudges specifically against you, blinding you painfully. You lazily left your warm bed, showered and slipped a shirt with one of Copia’s favorite bands on the front. Copa wasn’t there but there was breakfast waiting for you. It was still warm and had a note on top of it with slightly curved handwriting.

“Buongiorno, amore. I made breakfast for you but I am sure that you decided to read it first. Unfortunately, I will not see you until evening but I found a way to occupy you for the time being and remind you how important you are to me. Eat well and go on adventure! Happy birthday!” 

You chuckled, feeling your cheeks heat up a bit and flipped the note on the other side.

“Bah! You found a secret letter so soon?! Well, hopefully you ate and you are ready to go on this glorious hunt! The first riddle will be the easiest so far and I am sure you will crack it up easily. “This was your favorite for a while. It’s name also belongs to one of my favorite bands. That night I realized something important for me” Good luck, amore and don’t forget that I was made for loving you”

You chuckled. While you ate waffles with strawberries, you though over the riddle. He was laying it on thick in this one and you still couldn’t help but feel excitement for what’s to come next. Of course, you knew what he was writing about. When it happened you already were close, teetering on the edge of something closer than just friendship. It was a New Year’s Eve ball. You danced a lot and laughed a lot and generally had the greatest time. He held you a bit too close during dances. Your heart was betraying you the whole evening, making you yearn for something you never thought would be yours. Together you were swaying to the music, smiling at each other and his arms around you felt so natural that you were on the verge of blurting out your confession. Instead, you saw Klimt’s painting in the farthest corner of the banquet hall. Relived and at the same time torn by your own feelings, you took this opportunity for reprieve and dragged him to the painting just to blabber about it for thirty minutes straight. And he listened to you with the softest smile on his lips and a twinkle in his eyes, still keeping his hand on the small of your back. 

You smiled at the memory dressing up and then hurried out of the room, skipping the steps on the stairs whenever you could. You needed “The kiss”. Once you got to the needed hall, you almost flew to the painting. It was still in the same corner as three years ago. The reproduction, made by some of the most talented members of the church, was still as beautiful as you remembered it. It was bright and beautiful drawing you gaze to its colors, bedazzling you making you blink so you could return to the present. Luckily, it wasn’t hard to find what you needed. You just searched the frame of painting carefully until you felt an envelope tucked behind the frame.

“Aha! I knew you’d find this, amore. But just like I said, it was the easiest so far. That night gave me a push I needed to finally confess to you. I was (and still!) deeply in love with you but my own self-doubt was preventing me from taking this step. But that night changed it all. You were shining as if you were the sun that’d decided to join us in celebrations. You stole my breath and made my heart beat faster. I couldn’t tear my eyes from you the whole evening and was jealous whenever you danced with other partners. And when you dragged me through the hall to this painting just to pour your heart out talking about Klimt, I knew I wanted this. I wanted to listen to your thoughts and stories; I wanted to embrace and love you and kiss you every day of my life. I still want that and still feel grateful to you for blessing my life”

You feel your eyes prickle a bit from tears. You wanted to never part with him and you loved him so-so much. Sometimes you felt as if your heart was ready to burst from the amount of love you always held for him. Sniffling, you flipped the note once again and saw his other riddle.

“Hope you are still interested to find your surprise, but for now you should guess this riddle. “They are small and unimposing but if you make a horde of them, they will destroy cities. Find three of them and you will find the answer.”

You went over this riddle several times and only on the last reading you managed to guess what he meant. His rats. You smiled and hurried out of the hall and up the stairs to your shared rooms but there were none of them. You frowned and searched everything, even the small balcony in case Copia decided to give them sunbaths. Once again there was nothing. You turned on your heels towards the exit, hoping to search for them in his office, and saw a poster on the door with cut out letters from papers

“We got the piccoli ratti if you want to see them alive and well, bring a cake from the kitchens to Cardinal’s office as soon as possible”

Chuckling, you shook your head, folded the paper and hurried out of the door down to the kitchens. Today was a leg day. 

The kitchens were empty and the only cake you found was in the fridge, covered only in white cream. You shrugged your shoulders and walked out of the door going to the east wing where the clergy’s offices were. After countless staircases you finally reached Copia’s door and opened it. The picture you were met with was so funny that you almost dropped the cake laughing hard. Aether was holding the cage with rats solemnly while Swiss turned around in the chair, making a caricature of don Corleone.

“You barge in here without respect…” he said slowly spinning away from you.

“Yeah, here is the cake, give me the rats and I will go”

Swiss tsked, made another round on the chair and shook his head dropping the act.

“No can do. You will have to wait for…” he glanced at the clock. “five minutes”

“Why is that?” you asked propping your hands on your hips and frowning at the ghouls but they remained indifferent. Aether gently put the cage on the table and glanced at Swiss giving you several papers. 

“Nothing’s bad,” he said nonchalantly. “We just need to hold you here for a bit and then off to the hunt you go»

You sighed impatiently and turned your attention to the small notes and the envelope in your hands.

“Mia cara, I am glad you remembered the mighty beasts – Rigatoni, Ditalini and Rotini. I still remember when you saved my Rigatoni the day he escaped his cage. If it wasn't for you, I would have lost him and if it wasn't for him, we wouldn't have met, si? This encounter showed me how kind and sweet you were, worrying about the small creature most people would have ignored. I can’t expres how grateful I am for that with words, but I hope my actions will tell you everything. As for the birthday hunt… Rigatoni gives guidance, Ditalini gives place and Rotini says number. Good luck, I am sure you will deal easily with this small task ♥️» 

The next three scribbles you were given just a few words. Rigatoni’s said “our first encounter and one of your favorites here”, Ditalini’s named the “5 row” and the cutest rat Rotini gave you a number – “ten”. You sighed, waved at the ghouls and swiftly walked out of the door, ignoring Swiss’s protests. After all, you had riddles to solve. 

You quickly climbed the stairs, going up, up, up to the fifth floor, to the place where you met each other for the first time – the library. Once there, you swiftly walked inside and ignoring siblings of sin you started pouring through sections. You loved a lot of genres and authors and the church’s library provided you with myriads of books to enjoy and fell in love with. It was hard to imagine what he meant by “one of your favorites here”. You went through every section, climbing from genre to genre until you noticed a pair of siblings of sin, giggling over a book and looking so charmed with each other, that you remembered a scene from the past; the puzzle finally clicked in your head. You swiftly went to the romance section, and here in the fifth row you immediately grabbed “Pride and prejudice” from the tenth shelf. Inside there was a letter.

“Congratulations, bella ragazza! You are almost finished with running around the abbey, I promise! I still remember how much I was charmed by you on a first encounter. So much so I ended up reading this book just for a chance to talk to you (you held it in your hand that day). Back then I hoped to find a friend in you. Your kindness and wit drew me that day and never let me go. The book was wonderful, but you were even better. Now please return to our room, there will be a dress for you and a final direction for my surprise”

You smiled, holding the letter close to the chest and then you swiftly returned to your quarters feeling a thrill run in your veins. But there was no dress waiting for you. Slightly disappointed, you sat down in the chair, going through the letters from him and once again feeling his love warming you like a good warm sweater. 

Time passed, you checked the phone and sighed. He might have forgotten about this step, overwhelmed with his duties or other preparations. As soon as this thought crossed your mind the door suddenly opened and you saw Aurora carrying the dress for you. The one you have wanted to buy for so long but never got around to actually buying it. It was of a deep red color gradually turning black down to the hem and had a low cut. You just loved it since it was simple and a touch sexy.

Upon seeing you, ghoulette freezed, holding the dress closer to her chest and blinking several times as if not believing that you were real and standing right in front of her.

“I…You shouldn’t be there” she said, frowning. “Did those two let you out so soon?”

Now was your turn to frown and cross your arms on your chest

“That’s my room and I can be there for however long I want to and whenever I want to”

“No-no,” she shook her head sighing and placing the dress on the bed. “You just solved these riddles far too quickly and now the others should hurry up since we are falling a bit behind the schedule…” she noticed the look in your eyes and mischievous smile spread on her lips. “I am not telling you anything else! Cardinal’s orders”. 

 “And when should I dress up and go to Copia?” You asked curiously, trying to guess what else Copia had decided to do for you

“In an hour and a half” she clicked her tongue and flopped on the bed. “We can watch a movie and if you are up to it, I could do your nails and hair”.

You looked at her, then at the notes from Copia in your hands, and nodded. After all, you could get even more pampered on your birthday.

Two hours later, you followed the instructions stated in the final note from your cardinal. You went into gardens, right toward the gazebo covered in roses. You had been there for your first date years ago and now you were curious about what he had prepared this time. Unfortunately. last time almost ended up to be a failure: the food got burnt and you got bitten by mosquitos and had to use ointment while he tried to wave them away. You chuckled at the memory and quickened your steps, wanting to get there faster.

In his note he promised a good date for the two of you which will succeed all of your expectations and the scene that unfolded in front of your eyes was definitely like no other. Copia, your Copia, was holding a beautiful bouquet of roses, your favorite. He was dressed in his red stage costume that fitted him like a glove. But, despite his looks he was in a state of clear distress, yelling at someone and flailing his arms desperately. Someone, and you could see that this someone was Dew, argued back at him, gesturing even more expressively. They argued for a bit more and then the ghoul stormed out, his tail flailing irritably.

“Love?” you called out for Copia, coming closer to him. “What’s going on?”

If you hadn’t known him for long you could swear you saw fear in his eyes. He immediately closed the distance, taking your hand in his and bringing it to his lips, while blocking something with his shoulders from your view. His mustache tickled your skin a little and at the same time  this touch was spreading warmth through your body. You missed him dearly today.

“You look stunning amore mio” he says trying to pull you closer and then remembering about the bouquet. With an awkward “eh” he gave it to you and continued after clearing his throat: “Happy birthday bellezza, may Satan always bless your life and I will try to fill it with happiness.”

You smiled at him and kissed his cheek tenderly

“These are my favorite, Copia. Thank you. But what was the matter with…” 

But he didn’t let you finish your question. Making an awkward sound, he wrapped his arm around your waist and tugged you slightly closer to him.

“Ah, just some…ehh… disagreements on the menu. Nothing serious really. But we might wait a bit for food.”

He smiled sweetly at you but you could see that something was wrong. You let him usher you into gazebo and sat you down at the table with unlit candles.

“Ah, mi dispiace, I..um… let me just…” he took out a lighter and started lighting them. “I just, I was excepting you a bit later so…you know, it would have been a candlelight dinner with a setting sun, but…ehe… you shine brighter than any candles”

You took his hand in yours and smiled softly 

“I love you. Thank you for this evening and riddles. They were fun to guess and your notes were so sweet. I wish you were there; I would have kissed you every time I got something right”  

He smiled wider at you; his cheeks were getting slightly redder under his freckles and squeezed your hand in his bringing it once again to his lips.

“Well, it’s not nearly an evening, amore. We can eat and then I will give my birthday girl the best treatment and all of the kisses and more.” he finally relaxed; self-assured smile shone on his features. You smiled back only to tease him further

“So, tell me, love. Did you open the gates of hell just to add a bit of spice to my birthday or did you and the ghouls burn something in that small kitchen?”

His smile fell and then returned back, more amused than before. Then he finally chuckled completely relaxing

“Ah, demonietta, should you betray me like that?” he sighed running his hand through his slightly greying locks. “I don’t know why, but whenever I plan something grandiose for you everything goes to literal hell. Your dress didn’t come on time from the cleaning services and I had to drive to pick it up myself with Cirrus. My library note was taken by another sibling of sin and Cumulus had to track them down and forcefully take it from them. They are fine” he added when he saw you worried glance. “Then, I asked Dewdrop to watch over the food I have been preparing for you since morning and this… stronzo, decided to make the fire stronger to cook it faster. So, when we returned, everything had been burnt to crisp.” He sighed heavily and then smiled thinly at you. “And Swiss and Aether who should have watched over him fell asleep in my office. The only good thing is - the birthday cake. It is untouched and the roses were fine.”

He looked at you guiltily, ready to apologize for everything but you didn’t let him. Instead, you swiftly stood up, came closer to him sat down on his lap hugging him by the neck.

“I got the dress I wanted and really enjoyed the hunt you made for me” you sad reassuringly.

“Yeah, you were clever with them and dealt with the notes much faster than I anticipated. I made you wait.” He started again and you shushed him.

“Aurora made my nails and hair prettily and I got to watch my favorite movie” you see him open his mouth and swiftly pecked his lips. “I also got lots of love notes from a certain cardinal who cooked for me and promised me lots of kisses and even more, a whole birthday cake”

Copia chuckled burying his face in the crook of your neck, hugging you tightly.

“And a take out, I am not a complete savage to leave you hungry” he nuzzled his face deeper in the crook of your neck and sighed. “I need to tell the ghouls to not attack the courier. One more attack and nobody would be delivering us food”

You chuckled, running you hand through his locks

“And we have to control Dew’s future cooking” 

Copia raised his head, rolling his eyes and kissed you sweetly, giving you the best present – his love. 

[think-like-a-poet]

I know i probally said this before and i'm saying it again. I am soooo in love with your Continue the Legacy story and sooo excited to see more ❤

Continue the legacy

A/N: Hi, glad you like it. To be honest, I kinda forgot about it. Sorry about that. Here is a new chapter and I will try to update more.

Masterlist - previous part

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It was the 2032 Monaco grand prix and the streets were busy with celebrities trying to make it in time to the circuit to fake an interest. The paparazzi were snapping photos, and fans were scrambling to get a glimpse of their favorite drivers

The Leclerc family was also trying to reach the paddock. He may didn't race anymore, but Charles was never going to miss Monaco. Ferrari invited the family to watch the race in the garage and he was happy to accept the invitation. This is how the family of four made its way through the crowd. Charles and Alexandra were holding hands, Alexandra's other hand was trying to keep Jules from running away and Charles was carrying Eloise. They decided to keep Leo home with all the chaos.

"Buongiorno," Charles greeted loudly, making all the people look up. They smiled and greeted their golden boy.

"Daddy, there is a car. Can I sit in it?" Jules pointed to the car with start number 87. Charles always let Jules sit in his car when he followed him to the race, but this wasn't his car anymore.

Charles had to quickly intervene before Jules ran off towards the car. "You can't mon étoile this isn't my car," he said firmly. Just then, Ollie Bearman walked into the garage, and Jules ran up to him, breaking free from his mothers grab.

"Bear!" he exclaimed, hugging him tightly. The rest of the family laughed at the sight of Jules' enthusiasm. Ollie had started driving for Ferrari in 2028, and Jules and he had met on several occasions.

"Hello Ollie," Alexandra said as the hugged and Ollie tried to give Eloise a high five, but the girl was asleep in her fathers arms.

Oliver went over to sit down on a chair as he took a sip from his water bottle. "What nice of you to watch the race," he joked. "I know how busy your schedule is." The family went down onto some chairs, both parents taking one child in their arms.

"I would never miss this Grand Prix," Charles said sincerely. "We could watch it from our apartment building, but this is better." The atmosphere in the garage was electric, with engines revving and mechanics busy preparing for the race. The smell of gasoline and grease filled the air as the sound of cheering crowds drifted in from outside. It was going to be an exciting day for all of them.

The driver agreed with him, "As long as you are here, there are less eyes on me. The media wouldn't miss a chance to talk to Monaco's own golden boy." the Ferrari driver pointed out, "You had to see them when Max entered the Paddock. Everyone went to him, it would be worse with you."

Charles looked confused, "Max is here?" he wouldn't suspect Max attending this race all out of them. He never quite liked the attention and media.

"Yeah, with Red bull of course. Don't know if he is still here, he was quite angry when reporters tried to talk and touch his daughters." Both parents groaned in annoyance. They never knew their limits. That they bother the drivers is already too much, but the children is a new level.

"Sofie?" The smaller Leclerc boy questioned.

Ollie knocked his head, "yeah, Sofie and Penelope."

"No, Sofie" Jules said as he pointed outside to a small figure walking around the pit lane in the rain. She looked all around her, probably lost.

The looked to where he was pointing and Charles was quick to place Eloise by her mother and walk towards the other child. "Sofie, what are you doing here?" he knelt down by the young girl.

"Cha, I lost daddy and mommy. "Sofie cried out as Charles took her hand in his.

"It's alright. We will find them. Lets get you inside so you don't get more wet. " Sofie snickered but agreed as she followed him inside the Ferrari garage.

"Hello honey, lets get you something warm to drink." Alexandra said as she stood up to get some hot chocolate for her. The dutch girl went to sit next to Jules and Eloise on the couch.

She grabbed the cup from the older woman and took a little sip, "Dankjewel," she thanked in Dutch.

"I should call Max." Charles took out his phone and dialed the Dutchmans number. As he went to talk with his friends, the three children were talking to each other, not knowing what was going on.

"Do you want to play with my cars?" Jules asked as he gave both girls one of his car toys. "They are really fast."

Sofie started to move the blue car up and down the floor. Eloise just looked at hers as Jules tried to 'crash' his car against that from Sofie. "Don't do that," Sofie stated as she pulled the toy car away from the other. Jules just let out a laugh as he he picked Eloise's car and went with both of them on the blue car. "Why are you crashing them?"

At that moment Max walked into the Ferrari garage. It was a funny sight as he was dressed in red bul clothes. You may take the driver out of the team, but you can never take the team out of the driver. "Sofie, there you are." he ran up to his daughter at took her in his arms.

"papa, look we were playing with cars." she shoved the little car to her dad with excitement, not knowing how stressed he was.

Max smiled, "That is fun. But you have to give the car back, we are going back to mommy." Sofie looked sad but gave the car to Jules.

"Max, to what do we owe the pleasure of you in this garage?" Fred asked as he walked into the room.

Max laughs "Hi Fred. I thought it would be a fun idea to take a look around. "

"Just don't look at the cars," They all laughed as Fred walked away.

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Tag list: @hiireadstuff @nikfigueiredo @elliott-calls @g-l-o-b-e-w-h-o-r-e

[angelap3]

Oggi 23 Aprile, è la Giornata Mondiale del Libro e del diritto d'autore.

È un invito a valorizzare la fertilità delle idee di cui i libri sono rappresentati e strumento di diffusione.

Il 23 aprile ogni anno si celebra in più di 100 Paesi la Giornata Mondiale del Libro e del Diritto d’Autore, istituita nel 1996 dall’UNESCO e festeggiata con iniziative, eventi e progetti volti a promuovere la lettura, le attività editoriali e l’importanza della proprietà intellettuale protetta dal copyright

L’idea di una giornata dedicata al libro nacque per la prima volta in Catalogna, promossa dallo scrittore valenziano Vincent Clavel Andrés. Fu re Alfonso XIII, il 6 febbraio 1926, a istituire una Giornata del libro spagnolo celebrata in tutta la nazione, inizialmente fissata nella data del 7 ottobre e successivamente spostata al 23 aprile, giorno della festa del patrono della Catalogna San Giorgio. In questa giornata, è tradizione in Spagna che gli uomini regalino alle proprie donne una rosa, sicché divenne consuetudine tra i librai catalani dare in omaggio una rosa ai clienti per ogni libro comprato. Divenuta festa internazionale nel 1996 per volontà dell’Unesco, la Giornata Mondiale del Libro si celebra in una data di grande importanza per il mondo delle lettere, in quanto proprio il 23 aprile morirono tre grandi scrittori, lo spagnolo Miguel de Cervantes, l’inglese William Shakespeare e l’Inca Garcilaso de la Vega.

Io Leggo ❤

Per capire la differenza che esiste tra leggere un racconto su internet o su un libro, basta chiudere gli occhi e mettere il palmo della mano, prima sullo schermo e poi sulla pagina del libro. Il contatto con la carta, anche detto ‘libridine’, ci fa capire la differenza…’

(Luciano De Crescenzo)

Buongiorno.....Cosi 🌈

[vividiste]

Buongiorno 🤦‍♀️🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣☕🌻☕🌻☕un po x ridere..... Ma piena solidarietà ai vegetariani❤

[thesoulmustbebreath]

Buongiorno!!☕

Buon lunedì e buon inizio di settimana 🤗🍀

Lucia 💓

Luli ❤ Lu 💖🌞🌊♾️

L'impossibile non esiste

per chi ha deciso di vivere dopo le tempeste.

• Anna Maria D'Alò •

[chouncazzodicasino]

Zazzato', ma che stai a rubà a casa dei ladri? Essi bono su.

Zazzatore: "Ciao! Mi chiamo Zazzatore. Sono un blogger, tester, influencer della provincia di Culoniaespansa ❤ Mi piacerebbe collaborare con voi sponsorizzando i vostri prodotti tramite post e storie sulla mia pagina. [sviolinata sui miei prodotti artigianali] Attendo una vostra gentile risposta ." C'houncazzodicasino: "Buongiorno, Zazzatore. Se desidera acquistare uno dei nostri COSI può dirmi quale le interessa. [descrizione cosi, relativo prezzo e costo spedizione]. Buona giornata." Zazzatore: "La mia collaborazione funziona così: l'azienda o brand mi manda qualche prodotto gratis, io li provo dopodiché creo dei contenuti cioè post, storie e reel che pubblicherò sulla mia pagina ig e ci resteranno per sempre. Che ne pensi?"

E qui ti volevo, Zazzato'!

[soniafragadias]

Hoje é dia do Halloween. No Brasil agora muitos comemoram esta data. Para quem tem uma vida cheia de máscaras, o Halloween só serve de atalho. Foram dias difíceis,estava doida para chegar o fim das eleições. Não gostava do meu coração sentia ao ver um amigo colocar a foto da bandeira do Brasil,nem vergonha de vestir a cor verde para ir votar,com medo de ser confundida com um partido político. Para mim isso é inadmissível Sou uma pessoa que ama gente. Tenho defeitos,mas sou movida pelo amor. E vou continuar sendo assim. Quero sempre ser movida pelo amor. Mas vamos falar de decoração? Qual das três è a mais original. Pelo olhar do designer a minha è a terceira. E vocês? Resposta nos comentários. Bom dia pessoas queridas. ________________________________________________________ . . . By Pinterest . . Follow 👉@soniafraga.oficial 👈 . . . #inspiracao #soniafragadiasdesigner #interiordesign #desingdeinteriores #designerdeinteriores #detalhes #halloween #31de outubro #bomdia #goodmorning #buenosdias #goodmorning #buongiorno #soniafragadiasdesign #soniafragadias #amor❤ (em Sem Medo De Ser Feliz) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkYCmlDuh2b/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[francesca-70]

La vita non ti insegna

ad essere forte....

Te lo impone

e non gliene importa niente

se hai studiato o no.

Ti interroga ogni

.....santo giorno!

BUONGIORNO ❤

❤🌷❤🌷

[mancino]

Basta un piccolo gesto per far nascere un sorriso.

Basta un sorriso per rendere più dolce

un nuovo giorno.

Buongiorno❤

Vera Santoro

[carmencarmens-blog]

In amore non esistono garanzie.

Non avrai mai la certezza che ciò che provi sarà ricambiato o che quell'amore durerà per sempre.

L'amore è questo, una scommessa.

Bisognerebbe mettersi in gioco,

aspettando che il tempo ci dia delle risposte.

Potresti perderlo? Si.

Ma se ci pensi nessuno è mai nostro.

Non perdiamo e troviamo mai nessuno. Alcuni fanno un pezzo di strada con noi, altri lungo una vita, altri ancora sono un'effimera presenza.

Charles Bukowski

Buongiorno a tutti ❤ ❤