Capelli lunghi e molto folti, Quanti respiri mi sono stati tolti, Meringheblu, un profumo tu hai, Che dai sogni non mi fa svegliare mai, Occhi smeraldo,profondi che uccidono, Quando si incrociano le passioni coincidono, Un solo sguardo per abbattere i pedoni, Che il mio cuor lascian senza protezioni, Libera, libera di entrare tu…
Earthquake
Last night, the strangest thing happened. It was worrying and overwhelming at the same time. Like a force impossible to be understand or control. I woke up suddenly shaking everywhere, My feet, my head, my entire body was shaking. Suddenly after thinking I was having some kind of epileptic crisis, Or that the were robbers…
Pensée
L’ombre d’un sourire flottait sur ses lèvres
Something I believe is true
‘If you’re the smartest one in the room, you’re in the wrong room’.
Extinction
Today, I just felt like sharing this text we’ve read in my science class that I really liked, I really liked especially one paragraph of it and I think it is important to always keep what this paragraph is talking about in mind: Though it is true that life, so incredibly resilient, has always recovered…
Life, light or dark?
How can I express my recent feelings? I wish I knew.. Everything has been very confusing for the last month at least, and I had never experienced anything like this. It is therefore very new for me, as I have always been the one who has her life together and perfectly planned. It’s feel weird to…
Parfum Exotique
Quand, les deux yeux fermés, en un soir chaud d’automne, Je respire l’odeur de ton sein chaleureux, Je vois se dérouler des rivages heureux, Qu’éblouissent les feux d’un soleil monotone; Un île paresseuse où la nature donne Des arbres singuliers et des fruits savoureux; Des hommes dont le coprs est mince et vigoureux, Et…
Un blog? Pourquoi?
Depuis un peu de temps je me pose énormément de questions, j’ai beaucoup de doutes et je ressens un besoin d’écrire, et d’apprendre. En m’inspirant de ma ‘roommate’ Immaculata, qui elle tient un blog magnifique depuis longtemps, j’ai décidé de faire de même. Pourquoi? Je ne sais pas… Qu’est-ce que je vais y écrire? Non…
Sartre
Est-ce que je suis plus scrupuleux ou moins intelligent?
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