35.rome.

I´M FORCED TO FAKE A SMILE, A LAUGH
EVERY DAY OF MY LIFEAND NOW I CRY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT FOR THE SAME DAMN THING.
NO. No one will ever understand me. I don't want it either. The effect you caused on me, chaotic.
The future that awaits me without you, exasperating.

As you once told me.
As you once sang to me.

“Stavo sognando di voi”

Your cute accent when you told me: it means that I, I was dreaming about you.
BECAUSE OF YOU
I NEVER STRAY TOO FAR FROM THE SIDEWALK
BECAUSE OF YOU
I LEARNED TO PLAY ON THE SAFE SIDE
SO I DON´T GET HURT
BECAUSE OF YOU
I FIND IT HARD TO TRUST
NOT ONLY ME, BUT EVERYONE AROUND MEBECAUSE OF YOUI TRIED MY HARDEST JUST TO FORGET EVERYTHING
BECAUSE OF YOU
I DON´T KNOW HOW TO LET ANYONE ELSE IN
BECAUSE OF YOU
I AM AFRAID.

Home is where the BEER is.

Life is one big party, and I'm the the girl DANCING ON THE FUCKING TABLE!

Awkward.

I expect a whole day of explanations, and I am not only referring to particular classes (to earn some money for the summer).
I hope to gain from this experience and not lose friends for a stupid secret.
Non-Existent God, Bless Me!

Golden Age.

My apartment is teeming with women throwing back champagne cocktails and toasting my misfortune. Honestly, it's worth risking an orange jumpsuit not to have to face another Botox bitch and a pink cocktail dress.

TO-DO LIST.

- Nothing.

I'M AN ONION.

Three times deeper than most of the people around me. I've got many layers, perhaps too many, and that is why only a privileged few can enjoy myself and my real thoughts. After the first layer of "superficiality and total consumerism", the "I give all a shit" layer appears.

Behind, the impassable barrier, impossible to go through, the "never to come to my feelings" one.

Tanks, flamethrowers, grenades, machine guns, try all your weapons, they will be totally useless. Harder than diamond on the front, more fragile than the paper behind.

If you succeed, congratulations and welcome to Wonderland.

BRB.

IT'S APRIL!
and I've already got so many plans for SUMMER!

Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.

Secrets
Insribed on velvet paper
Padlocked with ribbon
Stowed away in hidden drawers
Forever forgotten.

BRB.

facts.

There will always be a "lie" in believe

an "over" in lover

an "end" in friends

an "us" in trust

and an "if" in life.

BRB.

Something inexplicable to me. Something I can not describe in words. Shit! what's happening?

Blink, Bling, Money, Honey!

Her face is fair, her person pleasing, her temper amiable, and her heart kind; she is delighted in relieving the wants of her fellow creatures, and cultivate that divine pleasure by the most liberal and unpretending methods; to the poor she is a benefactor; to the rich an example; to the wretched a comforter; to the prosperous an ornament.

For me just Viv.

Stupid hardheaded woman. Stupid for being masochist, and loving people unwilling to be loved. Watch me in the eyes dear. You diserve more, than you are fighting for. You've shown me I can trust  you and you trust me. Thank you for being one of the best. Thank you friend.

Pretty little bitch, I love you!

BRB.