come-pioggia
Come Pioggia
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Italy, 22. Feeling the rain on my skin.
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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i was born to be a girl who is so in love with everything and yet so incredibly afraid of everything at the same time
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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sometimes in knitting you just have to go 'nobody but me will notice this mistake' and keep going
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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"Are you holding any tension in your body?"
uh yeah obviously. Where else would I keep it?
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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childhood was so crazy. my parents were kind of young. a meal seemed to last forever. i could run for ages. everyone was alive
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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*girls when it is literally eating away at their psyche* whatever
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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I hate it when people are like “get out of your comfort zone” literally every single thing I do in my life feels like me getting out of my comfort zone
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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one day I woke up and realised all the waiting and yearning was actually me living my life and it’s happening right now and it’s still good even if it’s not perfect and there is no moment when all your dreams get fulfilled and everything makes sense. like… this is it. this is life. you’ll waste away your youth waiting for some imagined future if you don’t love life for what it is now and make the most of it
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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Era bella, ma non come quelle ragazze sulle riviste. Era bella, per come pensava. Era bellissima, per la scintilla nei suoi occhi quando parlava di qualcosa che amava. Era bella, per la sua capacità di far sorridere gli altri, anche se era triste. No, non era bella per qualcosa di così temporaneo come il suo aspetto.
Era bellissima, nel profondo della sua anima. Lei è bella.
(-F. Scott Fitzgerald)
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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Draw badly. Write nonsensically. Embroider messily. Burn what you bake and cook. Get paint everywhere. Read half a book. Lose your mind for a bit. Plant things. Have faith in the process. Abandon 70 wood-carving projects. Get a kit and do some of it and never return to it. Get comfortable with sucking and losing motivation. Continue to create with reckless abandon.
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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I find so much comfort in thunderstorms.
It's like reuniting with an old friend after a long time.
It's like eating a warm cookie with a comfy sweater on Christmas.
It's like reading once again that book that made you fall in love with reading.
It's home.
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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ping ponging back and forth between seeing immense beauty everywhere and feeling deeply like i am in hell
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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severance, ling ma
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come-pioggia · 1 year ago
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Mia nonna diceva sempre "Impara a dire quello che ti disturba quando ti disturba, non quando non ce la fai più... così potrai dirlo con le tue parole migliori non con le tue offese peggiori".
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