I taste the good and bad in me and want them both… A volte è importante essere goffo, inelegante, sussultante, non essere né poetico né prosaico, essere positivamente cattivo… Cosi, […]
…a flower for a body, gold in its core, surrounded by white petals… È al centro delle tue ossa…della galassia. Il buco al centro di tutto. È ciò che non […]
You win or you learn… Il tuo passato è solo una lezione di ballo, non una condanna a vita…
“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.” Esseri umani, vegetali o polvere cosmica, danziamo tutti su una melodia […]
So I released the memories of the past, and then I let go of the expectations of tomorrow. When I looked to see what I had left, the answer was […]
Some days I don’t feel anything. Other days, I feel everything all at once. And I don’t know which is worse: to be empty or to be so full, it’s […]
“I know you’re out there. I can feel you now. I know that you’re afraid…you’re afraid of us. You’re afraid of change. I don’t know the future. I didn’t come […]
And remember, you don’t have to be “bad” to be a demon. You can be a soft, kind demon if you’d like. Just be you. Alcuni la chiamano un angelo […]
Reality doesn’t surprise me … but still, for a long time, I do without real reality and find solace in living from my imagination … Colpita dalla natura astratta dell’assenza…così […]
Keep watering yourself until you feel like you again… Fluisci in modo diverso quando le persone giuste ti annaffiano.
She winced as though red could hurt her – which of course it could. Everything could. I suoi sogni erano rossi e selvaggi.
Your eyes smolder with a beautiful darkness. I want to dance in their shadow. Dance lightly in the service of thought… Balli con me per favore, perché non posso vivere […]
I have a mind like ocean waves. Shifting always, too violent or too gentle, burning like salt water. Come too close and I worry that I will swallow you… Oggi […]
Every time I go to bed, I hope that I am transformed into a giant insect in the morning…
The witch said… …and it happened. Il mondo è pieno di cose magiche, che aspettano pazientemente che i nostri sensi diventino più acuti.
Burning inside my mouth. Burning inside my heart. Burning inside my head. Each breath, a quest. A question. Respiro la luce dei fantasmi e mi allungo svogliatamente lungo la mia […]
Come, look at him, at all his goods,how his whole body becomes song,an aria of light, a psalm’s kaleidoscope… Spogliata del mio nome, e dell’appartenenza…mi fido dei cuori oscuri e […]
I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to […]