"   A tutto questo s’aggiunga l’ostinata nera orrenda barbara malinconia che mi lima e mi divora, e collo studio s’alimenta e senza studio s’accresce […] ma ora non la provo più, quella dolce malinconia che partorisce belle cose, più dolce dell’allegria, la quale, se m’è permesso dir così, è come il crepuscolo, dove questa è notte fittissima e orribile […] Epistolario di Giacomo Leopardi - 1817   "
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Cole Weston
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Salvador Dali ~ “Dream caused by the Flight of a Bee around a Pomegranate a Second before Waking up”, 1944
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"   There’s always a moment when my face is close to someone else’s face where my body reminds me the feeling of sliding my finger on Mermaid’s nose and starts missing it strongly. [Scumbag braiiiin.]
And that cheesy quote from Klosterman comes to my mind: ”We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.”
It’s so cheesy oh my god but there’s something my scumbag brain finds true.   "
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" An entire year passed and I think I was the only one who truly knew you. Or maybe I never knew you at all. “
→ L'orso - Quanto lontano abiti (La provincia EP)

Se solo fossi qui con me, se solo vivessi con me. Vabbé, fa niente. E so che internet ce l’hai, che ami mandare mail, che ti piace fissarci su skype, ma qui non ci sei mai.

ugotovil:

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Ugo Tovil @ Concordia Sagittaria (VE) - opening a “book-fridge”/opening a 2nd fridge/with the photographer
Thanks to onetwothreefloor for the photos


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Sperando che anche gli altri abbiano trovato amore nei viali deserti delle città vuote.
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"   I’m not where I need to be, but thank god I’m not where I used to be.   "
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