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Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye

L'idea di perfezione è il male di questa società.

Eravamo amore e guerra, dolcezza e acidità, gare di orgoglio, prima rabbia e poi “mi manchi”, menefreghismo e scatti di gelosia. Ci piaceva, ma ci distruggeva.

Vorrei saper dirti cosa provo quando ti penso, invece, sempre, come adesso, provo a pensare a cosa dirti quando ti vedrò.

Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant, but it’s very important that you do it. I tend to agree with the first part. Michael, you know what I’m starring at. By 22 Gandhi had three kids, Mozart 30 symphonies and Buddy Holly was dead. You once told me our fingerprints don’t fade from the lives that we touch. Is that true for everybody? Or was it just poetic bullshit?

We accept the love we think we deserve.